𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗘𝗗𝗚𝗘 ❆ "Move, Carlisle." I kept my chin lifted, refusing to look away from the center of the ice. He didn't budge. Instead, a massive, bruised hand slammed flat against the cold glass beside my head, caging me in. The freezing air of the empty 2:00 AM arena suddenly felt suffocating. "You smile at everyone else like they hung the moon, Nadia," he murmured, his voice a low, vicious scrape. "But you look at me like I'm dirt." He leaned in, his chest brushing mine, his mouth stopping a breath away from my jaw. He left a smear of blood from his split lip on my pristine collar. "Keep looking at me like that," he whispered. "See what it makes me do." ⛸️ 𝑵𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒂 𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍 has one rule: absolute perfection. If she loses her figure skating scholarship, she loses everything. She doesn't have time for distractions, and she certainly doesn't have time for the suspended, feral enforcer of the university's hockey team who steals her late-night ice time. 𝑽𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒏 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒍𝒆 is the university's star but brutal hockey player. Comes from old-money roots, built for violence, and entirely unhinged. He's used to people either bowing to his wealth or cowering from his temper. But Nadia? She just rolls her eyes and tells him to get out of her way. That was her first mistake. Now, Vaughn isn't just taking up her rink. He's watching her. Stalking her. Discovering the secret, raw passions she hides from the world. And he's decided that her flawless, untouchable world is exactly what he wants to shatter, and he won't stop until every broken piece belongs to him.

Meeting by chance through letters is a serendipitous connection sparked by unexpected correspondence. Whether through a misplaced letter or accidental exchange, the written word can unexpectedly bring strangers together, creating lasting bonds and connections that feel both intimate and fateful.

In 1966, Tallulah-Mae, finds herself attracted to a man she knew was far from her reach. When the attraction is reciprocated, she can only hope others don't catch on to their relationship knowing segregated Georgia was unkind to people like them. How far will she go for her safety and the unexpected surprise after a passionate night?

Everyone in the village fears the man who lives at the edge of the mountain. Tommaso arrived one year ago, bought the abandoned house in the woods, and never looked back. He never speaks. He never smiles. Half of his face is marked by fire, one grey eye watching the world as if it has already seen the worst of it. Lola, twenty-three, never planned to stay in that small Italian village. But life had other plans. Working between the local library and the school, she's convinced nothing exciting will ever happen there... Until she meets him. Some men are dangerous because they lie. Tommaso is dangerous because he tells the truth. "Don't mistake my silence for kindness." The village calls him a monster. Lola can't decide if she's afraid of him... ...or of the way she keeps looking for him. "You'll stop fearing my scars the moment you discover what I'm willing to do for you." 🚨🚨🚨🚨 Read before this red bow and cannele (you will understand better )

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W H I T E O U T ❅ The contract was simple: Two weeks. Two hundred grand. Don't fall in love. For 𝑱𝒐𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆 𝑩𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆, it's a desperate bid to survive her debt. For 𝑯𝒂𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒓, the cold heir to a billion-dollar empire, it's just business. Play the adoring girlfriend for his family's winter retreat, take the money, and leave. Then a blizzard hits. Stranded entirely alone in a remote mountain estate, the icy boundaries between them melt into a bruising, suffocating heat. But when the snow clears and the contract expires, Joelle quickly learns a terrifying truth: Hadrian Sinclair doesn't let go of what's his. The phone lines are cut. The snowplow is sabotaged. The doors are locked. The blizzard is over, but Joelle's nightmare is just beginning. Because the only thing more dangerous than a man with a frozen heart, is the monster that wakes up when it thaws. ❅ "The contract has expired, Hadrian. The roads are clear. Let me go." His pale eyes dropped to my lips, his thumb tracing the pulse racing at my throat. "What roads, Joelle? It's still snowing. We're snowed in. We'll be snowed in forever."

I swallowed hard. "Justin, leave." "Shut the fuck up," he whispered, his lips grazing dangerously close to mine. "You say that like you actually want me to leave." My body stiffened. I kept my eyes anywhere but his. He leaned closer, his breath hot against my ear. "You used to write about me. Think about me. Six years, Autumn, and I promise you-you still do. You still feel it." He lingered a kiss on my neck as he held my waist. Something inside me snapped. I shoved him with all my strength. He stumbled back, landing on the edge of my bed. "You're insane!" I yelled. "You broke up with me. After everything you said-how could you even think I'd want anything to do with you?" "Because..." He trailed off deliberately, rising to his knees on the mattress, his eyes dark and certain. "...when I do this-" He leaned forward, brushing his lips softly against my exposed thigh where my robe had shifted. A shiver raced up my spine before I could stop it. "-you can't even push me away." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Love was never the problem. It was how deeply it cut. Years after walking away from a relationship that left scars she still carries, Autumn finds herself face-to-face with Justin again-the same man who once loved her fiercely and destroyed her just as deeply. As old feelings resurface and lines blur, Autumn must decide whether some people can truly change... or if loving them will always come at a cost.

Cali signed up to take care of someone. But she didn't think it would be a 28 year old blind man. Since she was forced upon him by his older brother, Tucker decides not to speak to her or even acknowledge her. He chooses to keep to himself. Tucker may not be able to physically see her...but as time goes by, he learns to understand her.

Zara Owens has spent her whole life being the smartest person in the room and the most dangerous one to underestimate. At 28, she's a Black sociologist who deconstructs power for a living, doesn't step inside churches, and has never once apologized for a silence she chose to break. Her tongue is a scalpel. Her walls are load-bearing. And she has exactly one soft spot: her younger sister, Amara. Which is why she's sitting in a pre-marital Bible study at Grace Covenant Church-six weeks out from Amara's wedding, surrounded by people who would call her cynicism a sin. Love, Zara is learning, is just humiliation with good intentions. The first problem is Marcus. Amara's fiancé. Golden-voiced, scripture-draped, and obsessed with Zara in a way she has documented, shut down, and lost sleep over. He sits four chairs away, smiling like he knows something. He doesn't. But Zara is carrying a secret about him that could burn her sister's entire future to the ground. The second problem is Adrien Mercer. Six-foot-five. Wire-rimmed glasses. The kind of quiet that makes loud people nervous. He watches Zara like he's reading a book he doesn't want to put down-and she hates how steady his gaze feels. Adrien has spent his whole life performing obedience: to the church, to his family, to the version of faith that demands you stop asking questions. But watching Zara refuse to shrink is making him wonder if he's been lying to himself for years. Over six weeks, the Bible study becomes a pressure cooker. Marcus inches closer. Amara plans her dress fittings, oblivious. And Adrien-the one man Zara never saw coming-starts seeing through every wall she's ever built. Eyes On Her is for every woman who has walked into a room and felt the weight of being watched, judged, and reduced-and who knows exactly what happens when she finally decides to look back. Some secrets destroy families. Some silences destroy you. And some men... see you so clearly, you forget to be afraid.

Jackson has lived his entire life in the cold, a hollow shell of a boy carved out by years of cruelty. He was a ghost until Mira looked at him. She was the first person to offer a hand instead of a fist, and in that moment, she didn't just save him-she claimed him. He doesn't just love her; he worships the ground she walks on and hates the air she breathes that isn't his. She thinks it was a chance encounter. He knows it was the beginning of the end