Eva Lane has spent eleven years hiding behind a name that isn't hers. By day, she runs a quiet bar on the edge of nowhere. By night, she tries not to remember the blood-soaked empire she was born into-one erased in a single night. Everyone believes the Ricciardi family is dead. Eva intends to keep it that way. Because she isn't just a survivor. She is the heir to silence-carrying a legacy no one is meant to remember. Luca Moretti has spent a lifetime forging himself into the weapon his family demands-the heir to a kingdom built on loyalty, power, and fear. When he stumbles into Eva's bar one violent night, bleeding and barely standing, she saves him without knowing who he is-or how dangerous her kindness will become. She's hiding something. He's addicted to the lie of control. And neither of them can walk away. When Eva is forced into a remote safe house under Luca's orders, their hostility twists into something far more dangerous-charged glances, almost-kisses, and a pull neither dares name. She's a locked box he can't open. He's a threat she can't outrun. But Eva's past is a fuse waiting to ignite, and Luca is getting too close to the truth she's sworn to bury. He doesn't know who she really is. He doesn't know what her name used to mean. And he doesn't know how much of his carefully built world will burn when her secrets come undone. Enemies become lovers. Lovers become risks. And the truth becomes a loaded gun. He is the heir to a world she can't afford to trust. She is the last secret that could shatter his. And when the past finally catches up... someone won't walk away. TW: Violence, trauma, and dark mafia elements throughout.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious. and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male dormitory, landing her in a room with the school's notorious heartbreaker, chase everett. [not edited...like at all]