Book 4 of The Fated Chronicles The last place Peter Calderon-Heil should be is Antarctica. He's all things omegas are said to be-weak, fragile, and quick to submit. Travelling to the coldest continent on the planet isn't going to change that, but he's tired of waiting for a mate that does not exist, and staying at home, where everyone else is mated, is not an option. So, Antarctica. It's so vast, it's terrifying, but it's not the thing he fears the most, which means that he can survive it. What Peter doesn't know is that his greatest fear lives right beneath the ice, and has been for centuries. They've claimed the underbelly of the planet's most frigid region and carved their domain out with blood and fang. At the helm of it all? A vampire so fierce he might as well have stepped out of Peter's nightmares. Unfortunately for Peter, he's also the one who calls to his heart.

Long before I understood what marriage meant, I was promised to him- an arrangement made to bind our families together-and with it, my future to Ronin Byrne. I was the girl from Ireland-wide-eyed, raised to believe marriage was a sacred vow kept for life. He was the heir to Boston's Irish mob-his father's crown waiting to pass to him the moment we said "I do." I thought we were already partners. I thought he chose me. But Ronin set me straight the night I became his bride. In front of his men, in front of God and everyone who mattered, he showed me exactly what the promises he made to me were worth-nothing. He broke me with a smile as he walked away with another woman, leaving me standing in the wreckage of my own faith. He made his choice, and I made mine. I disappeared, covered my tracks, and buried the girl he broke-so deeply I hoped she would never resurface again. But the past has a way of finding you-no matter how well you bury it. And when the man who once ruled my heart-my husband-tracks me down to remind me that wives don't get to vanish, that I belong to him, he won't find the woman who loved him without question. The girl who gave him her whole heart no longer exists. If he wants me again, he'll have to decide how much he's willing to bleed to earn back what he destroyed. I'm Alannah O'Connell... and this is my heartbreak. Content & Historical Context Notice Faithless Vows is a dark, emotionally intense romance set in the 1950s, and reflects the social attitudes, power dynamics, and criminal realities of the era. This book includes on and off-page cheating/infidelity, sexual content, coercive dynamics, emotional manipulation, public humiliation, threats and intimidation, historical organized crime elements, and situations that may be triggering for some readers. Reader discretion is advised.

I used to love those movies where the guy's ex, The One That Got Away, comes back to town, and he's unable to resist her even though he's taken. I was even dumb enough to cheer for the star-crossed lovers. Now that I've lived that particular scenario, I'm about to find out what happens to the abandoned girlfriend after the two love birds get together. Coming soon!

When I started posting my stories online, I didn't expect much traction. It was a fun outlet for the ideas I had swirling around my head. My husband supported my crazy storylines and listened to me narrate out loud the silly plots I planned to write. When a publisher contacted me to see if I would be interested in releasing one of my stories, I thought I was dreaming. I soon discovered it was all a prank and my favourite hobby turned my world into a real life storyline of betrayal and heartbreak. TW: - Online abuse/bullying - Betrayal by H (no cheating)

Sam needed a wife. I needed a stable for my horses. We agreed to a marriage of convenience, but it seemed to be more. For a while. Until my distant cousin, who was Sam's ex, showed up on our doorstep. And I was no longer convenient.

Copyright © 2025 by Bookish Dae After a year of enduring her husband Silas's constant, subtle comparisons to his impeccably ambitious and model-esque coworker, Dalia Jackson reaches her breaking point when he dismisses her homemaking as laziness and her voluptuous body as a lack of discipline.

Book 9 of The Dark Knights series. Sheila - I love my Tiny, with all my heart...but his family?....I think they hate me as much as I hate them. I thought I'd seen the last of them, when Tiny said we didn't need to visit anymore. So when his whole family invades Abbot's Cove, Tiny's childhood best friend Molly, tagging along for the ride....you just know there's going to be trouble.. But it's when boundaries are already shifting, and tempers are already beginning to flare, that Molly drops her shocking revelations, about her past with Tiny. I don't know if I have it in me to forgive him....and when our oldest child is pulled into the mix, I don't think I want to see his face...ever again...

Eden: Griffin has been the quiet complication in my life since high school-steady, serious, and always a little too aware of me in ways no one else noticed. There were moments back then, quick and charged, that nudged me toward him, but nothing ever happened. He left for the military before I could face how much I didn't want him to go, and when he came back, everything between us shifted. He had a future without me, and I taught myself to fit around the edges of it. I pretended it didn't hurt. Leaving felt like the only way to escape what I'd never said. Now I'm home again, and Griff is a father to a little boy who attaches himself to me instantly. Griffin looks at me like he remembers every unspoken moment we left behind-and I'm realizing time didn't erase anything; it only made it heavier. Griffin: Eden was always someone I felt before I saw-my sister's best friend, too sharp and soft in ways I shouldn't reach for. Before I enlisted, there were stretched-out seconds and weighted silences we never named, and walking away was harder than I admitted. Life happened. Responsibility. A future I didn't plan. Eden stayed like a steady pulse I tried to ignore-until she left, and I told myself that was cleaner. But she's back now, and nothing feels settled. My son gravitates to her immediately, and I understand why. When I look at her, I feel every moment we never let ourselves want. But my past isn't finished with me... and I'm not sure how many pieces of her I can afford to lose again.

They call my husband the embodiment of cruelty. Demetri Ferraro was forged for control, vengeance, and bloodshed without conscience. Strangers murmur cautions about what he might do, forgetting I sleep inches from him nightly. If only they could witness what I have. There's a terrifying authenticity to our marriage. With me, he's attentive to the point of reverence. I wear his fingerprints like brands. His vigilance wraps around me, reflexive as breathing. I trusted him completely because betrayal seemed impossible. That was my undoing The merger of our families cost me things I didn't know I was losing. I salvaged only the skating rink-solitary hours on pristine ice before dawn or after midnight. The architecture of my future was more elaborate than I comprehended. The truth doesn't announce itself with confession. It arrives without remorse, manifesting as inevitability, as though questioning his constructed reality was never an option. I don't doubt that my husband loves me. For the true terror of Demetri Ferraro isn't found in shadows or violence. It's in how he determined I belonged to him, by systematically eliminating any alternative path.

Loving him wasn't meant to hurt. Sebastian Cole was my first everything. My childhood best friend, my high school sweetheart, and the boy I gave my heart and my body to. Then he vanished without a word, leaving me with memories that felt like lies. Years later, I serve him a drink in a town I randomly chose, in a life I never wanted. He looks the same, feels the same, and is still swearing I'm his. I tell myself I'm stronger now. That I won't fall. I'm wrong. Because I don't know that he's powerful, ruthless, or that people whisper his name like a warning. By the time I learn the truth about who he really is, it's too late to run. Loving him again will cost me everything. I will soon learn the difference between a broken heart, and a cage disguised as paradise. <<<This is a toxic dark romance about obsession, betrayals, and the kind of love that survives only after the antihero makes sure there's no other option.>>>>