Three months of unpaid rent. A routine eviction. That was supposed to be the extent of Officer Asher Gray's Tuesday morning. But when he forced his way into the dilapidated apartment, he didn't find a deadbeat tenant. He found a nightmare. Hidden behind a door was Aria-broken, bound, and trembling under the psychological ghost of a man who called himself "Matthew." For three years, she lived in a hell of Logan's making, a world where her body was currency and her voice was a liability. Now that Logan has vanished into the shadows, Aria is physically free, but her mind remains a prisoner. She is a ghost in a hospital gown, refusing to utter a single word to the doctors, the counselors, or the world that failed her. The only person she doesn't shrink away from is Asher. He's the one who cut the ropes; he's the one who stood between her and the darkness. When the Chief realizes that Asher is the only anchor keeping Aria from drifting away entirely, he makes an unorthodox-and dangerous-request: Asher needs to take her in. Asher Gray is a man of protocols and boundaries, and bringing a traumatized witness into his home breaks every one of them. He's annoyed, overwhelmed, and certain he's the wrong man for the job. But as the days turn into weeks, the silence in his house begins to change. Through the flicker of her hands and the tentative trust in her eyes, Aria starts to emerge from the wreckage. Asher intended to just keep her safe until the trial, but he soon realizes that the closer she gets to healing, the harder it becomes to imagine his life without her quiet presence. In the process of saving Aria, Asher might just find that he was the one who was truly lost. #1 lovestory

When cheerful and hopelessly clumsy bakery assistant Lila Hart is forced out of her apartment due to a surprise renovation, she's desperate to find a place to crash. Enter Theo West, her neighbor - a grumpy, introverted freelance architect who's just trying to enjoy his peace and quiet. A hilarious elevator mishap traps them together, and when the building's manager offers a temporary shared loft to "building victims," they're paired as unwilling roommates. What starts as chaotic mornings, passive-aggressive post-it notes, and constant miscommunication turns into warm coffee shared over city sunrises, quiet understanding, and late-night confessions. As they navigate shared space, they might just discover that love doesn't always knock - sometimes it crashes right through your door holding a spilled tray of muffins.

[Book 1 of the Astor Trilogy] Can be read as a standalone __________________________ The entire life of 14 year-old Avery Rose Rossi was filled with hatred, and it was all directed at her. She was born at the rape by her mother. Her 6 brothers grew a strong hatred for Avery when their mother decided to keep her. When her mother was in labour, she died in the midst of giving birth. From that day Avery was seen as an outcast, an omen, unwanted. Her father hated her and died hating her. Every day that Avery is alive she was reminded of how she came into this world and how no one in the family sees her as one of them. She was never shown love or compassion. Does she even know the meaning of those words? Join the journey of Avery Rossi as she navigates through her passage of life. __________________________

Gemma isn't what you would call normal. With a genius IQ, a not so great home life, and a hard time staying in tight spaces, the girl's got a few issues. She never thought that she would be saying that a new issue was four older brothers she had no idea about. Brothers who thought she died twelve years ago? But not everything is as it appears with our lovely little Gemma; same with her new brothers. Nothing is as it appears, it seems. With a past worse than expected at first glance, literal demons that can bite them in the ass, and a couple of plain grouchy Starbucks attendants, this will be one crazy ride. But will this ride destroy the family or bring it back together? Don't look at me, I don't know. You'll have to read to figure that out. (The chapter titles are in Portuguese but the story is in English, I promise you).

Mabel's boss dabbled in awfully questionable business for the owner of an herb store, and she never blinked when he had suspicious-looking visitors. On one particular Sunday, though, Mabel couldn't help but watch the man leaving Herman's office with a critical eye. It wasn't his impressive height, dark eyes, or shaggy hair that kept her curiosity piqued. Instead, it was the way the shadows seemed to collect around him, dancing under his feet as he walked and vanishing abruptly as soon as the door shut behind him. ***** "Do not call me 'Death,' Little One." He reached a hand down to help her up, but Mabel swatted it away, standing on her own and scowling. "Don't call me 'Little One,' Death." She fired back, crossing her arms and straightening her back to look taller. "And, besides, you're the one who told me your name was Death, so what else am I supposed to call you?" The raspy growl that rolled from his throat didn't sound anything like a chuckle, but the slight smile on his face told her otherwise. "Aleron." ****** He brings death to those deemed wicked, but sees her as an angel and vows that nothing will harm her under his watch. Highest Ranks: #1 in Littleone 8/7/2019 #1 in Mystical 8/25/20; 9/2/20; 9/11/20; 6/13/21 #1 in Mythical 9/25/20 #1 in Devil 5/16/21 #1 in Heaven 5/20/21 #4 in Paranormal 8/25/20 #1 in demon 8/7/22

Sequel to "The Struggles of Dating a Demon." Mabel knew dating a demonic guardian was hard and, in cases like hers, sometimes resulted in a brief loss of life. Nevertheless, she wouldn't trade her Aleron for anything, and, with both Hell and Earth saved from the most recent crisis, all is peaceful. That quickly changes when the newest ruler of Hell, Colby, decides that rules are really just suggestions, and his poor decisions begin to stir up trouble. Horrible nightmares, a disobedient Death, angry warlocks, suspicious repairmen, and best friends fighting leads to a whole new set of struggles for Mabel. How's a simple human to cope? Why, by putting her nose where it doesn't belong, of course. What could possibly go wrong? (Spoiler alert: A whole Hell of a lot, pun intended) *** Highest Ranking: #3 in Mystical 9/2/20

When Maxi moves to a quiet town to reconnect with her sister, she finds herself drawn to Calvin, a reclusive mechanic with an upsetting past. Calvin's father, once a notorious killer, cast a long shadow over his son's life, leaving Calvin torn between fighting his father's legacy and his growing interest with Maxi. As they uncover buried secrets, both in the town and in Calvin's own home, Maxi and Calvin must navigate their fears and loyalties, testing whether love can survive the weight of the past or if some legacies are impossible to escape.

When Ivy Lancaster, a young and successful publisher, saves a family farm in an old rundown town, her life is flipped on its axis. Her charity puts her on the radar of the man who runs all of Sin Sity. His gang has had the city on lockdown for years, and he's at the heart of it all. And now, she's been pulled into this life too. One she never expected. The one she'd only read about in books. Alongside him and his bestfriend, she'll have to learn how to survive this new life she's been pulled into. Or go back to the mundane, calm life at her desk. And she's not sure which is worse. **** I know I shouldn't. I know I should be disgusted by the thought of his hands on me. He is a killer. He's psychotic. He's forcing me to be here. And yet, I can't make myself pull away. I can't tell him to stop. Sin's fingers dip lower, playing with the lace barely covering my skin. I throw my head back against his chest, his gun still digging into my back. My eyes catching Arrows again. He hasn't moved. But his fists clench at his sides. And I wonder what it would feel like to have him pressed against my front with Sin at my back. God, what the fuck, Ivy? Why am I letting this happen? "I know you're wet for me, baby girl." Sin murmurs into my ear. "Wet for us." 'Fuck, I'm screwed' I think as Sin's fingers slip under my panties.

Aurora's life had always been about survival, each day a quiet battle against fear and pain. When her stepfather was finally arrested, she thought the fight was over. But leaving one dangerous world meant stepping into another-one she didn't fully understand. Now, she's living with seven older brothers she barely knows, their lives a tangle of secrets and shadows they never speak of. Their house is loud, protective, and filled with rules she's afraid to break. For Aurora, it's a new kind of survival. For her brothers, it's a chance to keep her safe-no matter what it takes.

"Dude! You have to give me some warning before you do that" I scowl before glaring at him. Only he mirrors my glare, and I go confused. "What's wrong?" I ask. "I'm not your friend. Don't call me dude" He mutters. "You talked!" I gasp, sitting up straight in the bed. Only the room spins slightly, and Sage pushes me back down. I then register what he said, and my smile fades away. "I know, sorry" I mumble. Sage sighs, and suddenly my jaw is being grabbed, and before I can even begin to register what's happening, he kisses me. "Not your friend" He whispers. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Morgan Price. A woman who never shuts up. Sage Hendrix. A man who rarely talks. What a match. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• When Morgan makes an impulsive decision to join a fucking mafia, she meets Sage, a man who intimidates people with just one look. As time goes on, her attraction and curiosity for him grows. Little does she know he's facing the same problem. (Hendrix #5) ☆Written:03/2023☆ ☆Not edited☆