One mantra; Age doesn't define maturity.

Chicago Elliott a 20 years old who's been in a very toxic relationship for 2 years. Decided to end it and stay single for a while. But can she be single when she's bound to meet her knight in shining armour. Let's find out on "New Beginnings".

"𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞... 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝." 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐓 ᥫ᭡ Rankings; #1 Jamaica #1 Judgement

"Yuh nuh have a woman, Andreas?" I asked him. "That nuh concern you. You we a talk 'bout," He dismissed and I glared at him. "Yuh feel yuh woman ago come beat me cause her man nuh wah gah him yard? Me can't fight yer? And me wah yuh fi gwaan home," I told him. He hummed and lay down on the bed. "Me will teach yuh fi fight," He said, shrugging his shoulders. I stared at him in disbelief. "Yuh nuh love yuh woman? Why yah be a dog shit?" I frowned deeply.

I never thought my obsession with manga could become my reality... until I woke up in the body of Aphrodite Callista "Cally" Sinclair-the so-called villainess everyone loved to hate. In the original story, Cally's life was nothing but a stepping stone for Aphrodite Calle, the maid, and the Grand Duke's love story. She was betrayed by the man she trusted, abandoned by fate, and doomed to die tragically, leaving her family heartbroken and powerless. But I'm not her-I'm Athena Rose De Guzman, a soldier from the modern world. And I refuse to die in a fantasy story that isn't mine. Now, trapped in a world of ballrooms, dukedoms, and political schemes, I have one goal: survive. I may be a villainess by name, but I refuse to live by the script of someone else's story. I'll outwit the Grand Duke, avoid a tragic end, and reclaim my freedom... even if it means exposing the love affair between him and the maid, Aphrodite Calle, to the world. But surviving isn't simple. The court is a maze of secrets, rivalries, and power plays. Niobe Vantor, the rival noblewoman, has her own ambitions, and Hades Blackthorn-cold, cunning, and dangerous-is always one step away from destroying everything I hold dear. And then there's Zeus Knox, the crown prince-a tyrant on the battlefield and a storm of a man off it. He's arrogant, intimidating, and infuriating... and somehow, I find myself drawn to him. Not to mention Apollo Montclair, a dashing, powerful duke whose charm, wit, and cunning rival even Zeus himself. Love, loyalty, and deception collide in ways I never expected. This is my story now. The villainess will live. The rules will change. And maybe, just maybe, I'll rise from the shadows of tragedy to become the crown princess I was never meant to be.

Isabella an intelligent, kind and introverted woman at the age of 25 finds herself abducted by aliens and then left on another primitive planet. There she meets Aerthysia Tribe. In her quest to fit in with the tribe and create a new life for herself by using all the modern knowledge she has and also knowledge from her studies to make life easier for herself on the planet, but also somehow manages to influence the tribe?. In the midst of all the conflict and change Isabella manages to intrigue one cold alien man's heart. The tribe leader, the Korvaxar, Vex. .... you can find quicker updates on Lutionary.

Amara Jordan is used to being invisible. As one of the best housekeepers at Coral Bay Resort, she keeps her head down, does flawless work, and ignores the quiet jealousy that follows her beauty. No one knows about her voice. No one knows about her dreams. And she plans to keep it that way. Until a long-stay VIP checks into Penthouse Suite 4. He notices everything. The details. The silence. Her. Reserved. Controlled. Unreadable. The man in the penthouse requests her by name. What begins as a simple room assignment slowly turns into something far more deliberate. But behind wealth and power lies a past he does not speak about. And when attention turns into something deeper, Amara must decide: Is she stepping into a love story? Or walking into something far more dangerous?

"Yuh love mi, Niyah?" He doesn't blink when he asks. His eyes hold hers steady, not playful, not teasing. Serious. Like the answer matters more than he's willing to admit. "Love yuh more than how mi probably love mi self." The confession leaves her soft but sure. And it's the truth. The love they share isn't built on convenience. It's built on history. On knowing each other's worst moods. On arguments that didn't end in walking away. ........ -dhxnleeee🤍'!

I was a boy when I met her and loving her taught me how to be a man. ** This book features MATURE THEMES including violence, strong language, sexual content and potentially-triggering fictional scenarios. Please read at your own discretion. ** BOOK TWO OF THE STAY DOWN SERIES ON @RE2RAW

SECOND BOOK OF THE VELVET & VOWS SERIES 🩶⛓️ ≻───── ⋆✩⋆ ─────≺ Vincenzo Russo The most feared man in the country-the ruthless Don of the Las Vegas Mafia. He attends a wedding with one goal: to provoke the other families and remind them who holds power. What he doesn't expect... is her. Liliana Aurora Moretti. Milan's mafia princess. Raised in luxury, born into danger. After her uncle's death, her family returns to New York-where Liliana finds herself at Vogue Fashion College and rises into the spotlight as a supermodel. ≻───── ⋆✩⋆ ─────≺ Preview... I was steadying my hands when the door suddenly shot open. Vincenzo stepped inside and locked the door behind him with a quiet click that sounded final. "This is the women's bathroom," I snapped. He shrugged, walking closer. "I don't give a shit." I tried to push past him, but he stepped in front of me, blocking the path like a wall that had learned how to breathe. "I don't like your fucking attitude," he said, irritation sharpening his voice. "What are you going to do about it?" I challenged, refusing to blink. He didn't answer. He just moved. One step. Then another. Slow, predatory patience in every shift of his weight, until my back hit the wall behind me. He lowered himself slightly, eyes locking onto mine again, his voice dropping to a whisper. "You want danger, principessa?" he murmured. "Keep talking to me like that... and I'll make sure you choke on the consequences you're begging for." A cold wave washed through me, sharper than fear, deeper than anger. My breath locked again, pulse hammering in my ears as his smirk returned, thin and satisfied. He didn't touch me. He didn't need to. He already had. #1 lasvegas 01/25/2026