Her mind had erased her family years ago. Forgotten them, like they had never existed. In much the same way, Anastasia Volkov had been removed from her family. Sent away. Forgotten, like she never existed. Then, one day, she was summoned to come home... ....... The Volkov family is powerful and feared. Five formidable brothers and one beautiful younger sister. To everyone, they look perfect. Like nothing is missing. But they are wrong. Walls remember they were once seven. When Anastasia returns, people whisper about her. Difficult, unstable, dangerous. Some say she tried to hurt her sister. Others say her family hid her away to protect themselves. She doesn't know what is true. She can't remember any of it. Yet someone wanted her back home. But in a house full of secrets, being noticed might be the most dangerous mistake.

At twelve years old, Emmy believes rules are the only thing that keep her alive. She believes her name is Emily-a girl who learned to be quiet, obedient, and perfect in order to survive. Every mistake feels dangerous. Every rule feels necessary. But when Lucian Valmont takes custody of her, Emily becomes Emmaline, and she is placed into a world nothing like the one she escaped. The Valmont household is powerful, disciplined, and unforgiving, ruled by stern authority and shaped by seven men who do not want her there. But as tensions rise within the family, it becomes clear that Emmy's quiet presence is changing them-whether they want it to or not. And when she is nearly lost, the Valmont brothers are forced to face the truth they've been avoiding. Emmy was never the weakest among them. She was the one holding them together

Three years ago, fourteen-year-old Elora Rossi had everything: five protective older brothers, a chaotic but loving home, and a life she loved. Then, the phone rang. A police report. A DNA test. A miracle: The twin sister she never knew she had. Elora always dreamed of having a sister. Helena was kind, funny, and effortlessly fit into the boisterous Rossi family dynamic. But then, out of an innocent, careless mistake, disaster struck. Elora was exiled to a bleak boarding school in Scotland, branded a traitor by the people she loved most. ​Now, she is coming home. ​But the Rossi manor isn't home anymore. Her room is gone. Her brothers look at her with cold, guarded eyes. And standing in the center of it all, wearing her face and living her life, is Helena.

My father blackmailed Heroux Alarie into marrying me, with the promise he would tell the Alarie where the woman he loved was at the end of three years. He called her name out every night after he fed and released with me. He made it clear he was with me only to find out where his beloved was. Despite this, living with Heroux was better than living with my family. Then things began to change and everything went to hell...and I had to escape, never thinking anyone would care. But he did.

[ON HIATUS] Guns. Sex. Blood. Two enemy secret agents try outsmarting each other on their dangerous global adventures... but when sparks fly, both their missions could go up in flames. *** A spoiled, rich British-Canadian heiress has been kidnapped by the mob, and both governments are sending their best agents to bring her home. Jake Morgan is MI6's most cunning spy; Rayna Shahid is the cleverest operative CSIS has ever seen. Working together, they'd be unstoppable. Only problem? They cannot fucking stand each other. Both agents want to steal the glory for themselves, and they'll stop at nothing to bring the other person down. False clues? Check. Attempted poisoning? Double check. Seducing their rival and leaving them handcuffed to the bed? Check and mate. When the threat of destruction becomes more sinister than they ever imagined, can they get over their differences and team up to save the day? Or will the smouldering attraction between them blaze the entire mission to the ground? The fate of the world is in their grasp - that is, if they can keep their hands off each other. Mature content and lots of steam. Ami's Good Grammar Guarantee ⭐️

"You can't take all of us, sweetheart." Valen's voice is smooth, teasing, but the way his fingers brush against my hip isn't playful. It's testing. Behind me, Fennec chuckles, his breath warm as he leans in, his lips barely ghosting the shell of my ear. "She could try." His voice dips lower, dragging heat down my spine. "I'd love to watch her try." ------------------------------- Soraya Cordova was never meant to survive. Stolen as a child and discarded as a mistake, she was given a second chance when the Cordovas adopted her into a life of wealth, secrets, and silent wars. But when her parents are declared dead and the world turns against her found family, she realizes survival is no longer enough, she needs to fight. Raised as assassins, her adoptive brothers have spent years keeping her in the dark, but now? Now, she's in the center of the storm. Wanted by the government. Hunted by the man who created her. And trapped in a dangerous game of love, loyalty, and lies with the only people who have ever mattered. Because in their world, trust is a weapon. Not all love stories are gentle. Some are jagged at the edges, built on shadows and sins, tangled in pasts too dark to escape. White Lies is one of those stories. It's about the things we do to survive, the lies we tell to protect, and the love that thrives even in the darkest corners. Read at your own risk.

"I know I'm hot, but keep your legs closed, Mason." *** "Fuck you." I panted out at him. His mouth moved to my ear, sending a chill down my spine as he whispered. "I think the correct phrase is 'fuck me'." **** Contronym: Opposites in the same mold That's what Sylvia Mason and Finn Riley are. After moving to the highschool lacrosse capital of Connecticut to play men's lacrosse, Sylvia is faced with the pain in the ass Captain, Finn Riley. They both hate the very idea of the each other and can't even hold eye contact without making snide remarks. They both want the other gone no matter what but they also have undeniable similarities in their mannerisms. They are sheer opposites but they are also identical. He was her darkness but also her light.

Sierra Lancaster has had an agonizingly mediocre life. She grew up in a happy home, made loyal friends, graduated college, and is now pursuing her dream of running her own bakery. Boring, right? A story like this wouldn't be one for the books. At least not until you bring a hot neighbour into the mix. A tall, brooding, shredded (like, wash your clothes on those abs shredded), and wildly successful sports agent. Interested yet? It gets better. Said neighbour isn't just a rando, but Sierra's childhood nemesis that made her formerly chubby days a living hell. Now we're talking, aren't we? Holden Rey has always been the golden boy. Holden...golden...you following? You'd think the bitchy universe would do its job and throw some karma his way but to no avail. Not only has he got it all, but he knows it too. He also still has it out for Sierra and resumes being a jack-ass of epic proportions (and his ass ain't his only epic proportion) as soon as he realizes who the new girl next door is. It's the same old story with these two except this time, there's unwilling attraction and sexual tension underneath all the hate. Is it just lust or does the bitchy universe actually have a plan? So maybe this story is one for the books after all. *A hilarious, enemies-to-lovers, romantic standalone. Rated 18+ due to mature content. All rights reserved to TheFeveredBookaholic.*

Long ago, an attack on the Romano family, the biggest Mafia family in town, left a young girl blamed for her parents' deaths. Sent away for her own sake, she spends every moment reliving that awful day. After eight long years of suffering, she is led back to her brothers. But they don't want her there, and they make sure she knows it. Not long after she's reunited with her family, a faceless enemy takes up arms against the Romano family. And there is nothing Allora can do, except watch as the world burns around her, knowing she'll burn right alongside it. Until... maybe, just maybe, something changes, and Allora finds herself not quite so alone. ~~~ "You'll rot in hell for what you did, Allora." His voice echoes in my ear, his hot breath ghosting my skin. My hand falls limp over the side of the bed, the blood trickling down my finger is warm, almost soothing. Darkness takes me in it's familiar embrace.

𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘳, 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥. Cinder ˈsɪndər -The remains of something that has been burned or destroyed, often with a sense of something lingering or fading. ___ Bullying, Brothers, Dysfunctional Family