~ 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚.

Kameron Carter spent three years turning himself into a name the industry couldn't ignore - magazine covers, high fashion campaigns, viral moments, all of it. Fame kept him busy, kept him numb, kept him far away from the one person he could never get over. Saint. He wasn't supposed to see him again. But grief drags Kam back to Chicago, and suddenly the past he buried is standing right in front of him, looking better, looking worse, looking like trouble he still wants. And just like that, everything Kam built starts slipping - the discipline, the distance, the version of himself the world thinks they know. The city is louder, the spotlight harsher, and the internet is watching every move he makes... especially the ones he swears he isn't making with Saint. Between paparazzi flash, industry politics, secret reunions, online chaos, and the kind of chemistry that never learned how to die, Kam finds himself right back where he started: wanting the one man he promised himself he'd never love again. Fame made him shine. Saint makes him unravel. And the line between passion and disaster? Yeah... they're way too good at crossing it.

She was a simple commoner who was looked down upon for being a halfblood. They were the queens of her kingdom, cruel, sadistic, bloodthirsty, savage, and feared by all. They could make even the gods themselves tremble in their presence. And she will have to work for them as their maid. It is well known that the maids in the castle don't survive long. One mistake could cost Astra her head, even the tiniest one. And being in the same room with even one of the Queen, will that risk rises rather dramatically. Luckily, Astra isn't a normal girl which draws the attention of the demon queens who become rather interested in her. Very interested.

Theia Celeste Lawson thought the hardest part of her life was over. Her daughter is off to college. The house is quiet. And for the first time in years, she finally has space to breathe. What she didn't expect... was him. Cairo Blackwell is twenty-one. Too young. Too smooth. Too tempting for a woman who knows better but feels lonely anyway. What starts as conversation turns into late nights. Late nights turn into feelings. And feelings turn into something Theia never planned to carry. She knows how it looks. She knows what people will say. She knows she's too grown to be caught slipping. But knowing don't always stop the heart. Now she's stuck between being the woman she raised herself to be and the woman learning how to live for herself again. Because starting over at thirty-two sounds easy... until love shows up where it doesn't belong. Warning this book will contain quite a bit of smut...

!!Quick note - doing a pass on some timeline and age inconsistencies across the series. Nothing changes story-wise. If you spot anything shifting mid-update, that's why!!! WRECKED The Wreckage Duet #1 💔 Logan Walker is a walking red flag. The guy who throws the first punch. A fuckup. The beautiful disaster everyone watches self-destruct. 🔥 Sage Miller didn't just watch. She cleaned up after. Every drunk night. Every bruised knuckle. Every time he stumbled home wrecked, she was there. Young and stupid enough to think she could save a man three years older who didn't want saving. Her brother's best friend. Completely off-limits. 💋 Then one night, he stopped seeing his best friend's little sister. Took her first time. Her trust. Her whole damn heart. By morning? Gone. 😭 She ran. Never looked back. He never knew what she left carrying. 👶 Four years later, her brother's accident drags her home. The minute she steps into Silver Ridge, the secret's out. Hard to hide when your daughter has Logan Walker's eyes. 🖤 He says he's changed. He still looks at her like she's unfinished business. Second chance • Secret baby • Brother's best friend • Forbidden age gap ⚠️ Trigger Warning ⚠️ ⚠️ 18+ content | Legal age of consent always observed | Reader discretion advised 🖤 This story contains mature and sensitive content. Please proceed with care. 🔥 Explicit sexual content 🚗 Past drunk driving / car accident 💔 Childhood trauma & parental neglect 🥃 Substance use (alcohol and drugs) 🗣️ Strong language ⏳ Age-gap romance (3 years) 🤰 Secret pregnancy 🔞 Reader discretion advised.

My Husband Is a Psychopath I am Anya Frances Von Hemsworth, born into power, wealth, and a life of freedom I had no intention of surrendering. But my parents had other plans. My marriage was arranged long before I understood what the word promise even meant- and the man waiting at the end of that promise is Nicholaus Henrik Vlatislov, a rising Soviet Army General... and the future President. I was Mischief. Reckless. Chaos. He was Discipline. Silence. Control. We were never meant to mix-until we were forced to. And marriage to him? It was supposed to be political. Practical. Not the beginning of my own personal nightmare. Because Nicholaus Vlatislov is not a normal man. One night, I saw him standing at the end of the hallway- his uniform soaked, his face dripping with blood. He smiled at me... that slow, terrifying, predatory grin. I blinked- And he was gone. Was it real? Or am I slowly losing my mind inside this cold, suffocating mansion? My life after the wedding becomes a prison made of marble and silence. No parties. No alcohol. No friends. No chaos. Just a dangerously calm husband who watches everything... and ignores my reckless acts as if he's waiting for me to break. But the more I try to escape him, the more I realize something horrifying- Nicholaus isn't ignoring me. He's studying me. Because the General of the Soviet Army did not marry for politics. He married for possession. Obsession. And for reasons darker than I'm prepared to understand. And now... my heartbeat doesn't belong to me anymore. It belongs to my husband- the psychopath I was forced to love.

What happens when you fall for someone? You know you're not supposed to, but you do it anyway. That's what happens to Zahra Skye Phillips when she meets Chris Brown. Their paths should never cross too bad they do.

NOW ON KINDLE UNLIMITED! Read the full story, including exclusive scenes, via the link in my bio! 🔗 He came for a hiding place. He stayed for the cook. Serenity Davidson has no time for strays. She's too busy running the best soul food catering business in Greensboro and keeping her heart in the Dudley neighborhood. As a proud Dudley High alum, Serenity knows how to handle the heat but she isn't prepared for the starving, half-dead man collapsed on her front porch. She does what she does best: she feeds him. He says his name is Kevin. He says he's an unemployed factory worker with "bad asthma." He is lying. He is Lorenzo Moretti, the ruthless Don of the Sicilian Mafia, battered and hiding in plain sight. He intended to heal, exact his revenge, and disappear. But after weeks of Serenity's soul food, her warm bed, and her sharp tongue, Lorenzo realizes he has a new addiction. He's not just going to take back his empire. He's taking the cook with him.

Stud X Stud 💋 . Every night , a shadow stands in the corner of Mir's room . It never moves . Never speaks . Just watches . Shadow very dark to be seen fully in a figure form . She tells herself it's nothing , her mind playing tricks when the lights go out . But the presence never leaves . The air grows heavy . No matter how many times she rearranges her room , the shadow always returns . Until one night ... It steps forward . What Mir sees isn't a monster , but a beautiful intersex masculine woman , too real to be just a dream , too impossible to be alive . Bound to the room and stuck between different worlds , the ghost has been watching over her for reasons even she doesn't understand . MUST READ .

After twelve years behind bars, Iman has learned to feel nothing. With only six months left on his sentence, the last thing he expects is a new cell mate who forces him to confront everything he buried for so long.