There's this silence between us that stretches longer than it should, and it wraps around my chest like a weighted blanket. My throat tightens. I stare at him like I'm trying to memorise the face of someone who shouldn't exist. A dream made real. My lips part before I can stop myself. "Were you sent by my dad to take care of me?" The question hangs in the air, trembling like the last leaf in autumn. Aiden's gaze softens. His lips tug into the gentlest smile I've ever seen. It's the kind of smile that could mend broken wings. "No" he whispers. "I volunteered." The words hit harder than I expect. Like a punch wrapped in silk. I gasp, air leaves me in a rush I can't reclaim. But before I can fully process what he's just said, he takes a step closer. His fingers ghost over my cheek, brushing away a tear I didn't realise had fallen. And then-he kisses me painfully slow. His hand cups the back of my neck, anchoring me to a moment I never want to end. And just when I think it's over, he pulls away just enough to look at me. His thumb traces the damp trail of tears down my cheek. He doesn't say anything. He just leans in again, and kisses them away. One by one. My tears. My pain. My silence. All kissed away by a boy who didn't come to save me because someone sent him. He came because he chose to.

What happens when the nerd meets the bad boy? Enter Emery Brooks, the school's nerdy outcast. No one really pays much attention to her. Well, except for her few bullies and her very few select friends. She hides in her twin sister's shadows. Her oldest brother is her protector. Her youngest brother is her light. Enter Damien Black, the school's bad boy. Everyone pays attention to him. Even poor Emery. Every girl wants his attention except Emery. Every guy wants to be in his circle of friends. Yet, he has his select few delinquent friends. His biggest passion is giving teachers a hard time. He loves causing chaos and he loves a challenge. His biggest quest yet? Emery Brooks. ----------------- It all started the day he walked into the school. It actually started when I was at my locker and someone decided to pull my hair. Every single day for years I always let it slide.... People bullying me. People harassing me. People calling me name. I made a promise to myself that this year I would be standing up for myself. I wouldn't let anyone continue to treat me as they like. I promised myself the first person to do such a thing I would punch. That someone now has me in his eyesight and won't let me out of it. It all started when I punched Damien Black in the face.

Estelle wishes to die. She has spent the last decade of her life sleeping on the streets of the city, hunting alley rats for food and desperately struggling to survive her life of isolation. But she can't suffer any longer, so she decides that she's going to hike up the mountain, find the tallest cliff at the top, and gracefully fall to her death. But the mountain was forbidden. Long ago, hunters had run back to the city screaming of monsters and ghosts - bleeding with ugly wounds that were evidence of blades and steel. And the female hunters slowly began disappearing in the dark woods, the men claiming they were kidnapped by the shadows. The mountain was a death sentence. Except that was exactly what Estelle was looking for. But her plan takes a dark turn when a lighting storm forces her to find shelter in a cave. And she is not alone. She finds out there are creatures that have lived under the mountain in secret for centuries, creatures that are desperate for a mate. And here she was, alone in a cave with one. He is kind to her, he feeds her, he ensures her safety. And he demands for her sweet surrender. ----------------------------- Monster Romance 18+

Three months of unpaid rent. A routine eviction. That was supposed to be the extent of Officer Asher Gray's Tuesday morning. But when he forced his way into the dilapidated apartment, he didn't find a deadbeat tenant. He found a nightmare. Hidden behind a door was Aria-broken, bound, and trembling under the psychological ghost of a man who called himself "Matthew." For three years, she lived in a hell of Logan's making, a world where her body was currency and her voice was a liability. Now that Logan has vanished into the shadows, Aria is physically free, but her mind remains a prisoner. She is a ghost in a hospital gown, refusing to utter a single word to the doctors, the counselors, or the world that failed her. The only person she doesn't shrink away from is Asher. He's the one who cut the ropes; he's the one who stood between her and the darkness. When the Chief realizes that Asher is the only anchor keeping Aria from drifting away entirely, he makes an unorthodox-and dangerous-request: Asher needs to take her in. Asher Gray is a man of protocols and boundaries, and bringing a traumatized witness into his home breaks every one of them. He's annoyed, overwhelmed, and certain he's the wrong man for the job. But as the days turn into weeks, the silence in his house begins to change. Through the flicker of her hands and the tentative trust in her eyes, Aria starts to emerge from the wreckage. Asher intended to just keep her safe until the trial, but he soon realizes that the closer she gets to healing, the harder it becomes to imagine his life without her quiet presence. In the process of saving Aria, Asher might just find that he was the one who was truly lost. #1 lovestory

She looks up at me, taking a step forward and smiling slightly, "How can I ever get hurt when I have you here to protect me?" "But you could have gotten hurt," I murmur softly, hanging my head and feeling my shoulders drop, the tension seeping from my body. "No. Stop," She cuts me off sternly but tenderly, "Don't talk like that, Reece. I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay," She speaks softly, reaching her hand up to gently brush her thumb over my cheek, just under the cut that's there. "We're okay," I repeat, taking a small step closer to her. She nods with a small smile, moving her hand down from my cheek and instead placing the palm of her hand on my chest, right over my heart. I know she can feel how fast my heart is beating. I just don't know why it's doing that. ~ Reece Carter is the bad boy of Northwood High. He smokes and he fights. He has countless tattoos covering his body. And he doesn't care about anything or anyone else. Layla Stevens is your average seventeen year-old girl, just trying to get through high school, with the friends she loves and doing the things she loves. When these two cross paths accidentally in an unusual way, they leave and never expect to speak to each other again. But fate has other plans. Layla finds her way into Reece's life and Reece doesn't know what to do about it. This ray of Sunshine suddenly meant something to him. She understood him when it seemed like no one else did. And he protected her from everyone who tried to hurt His Sunshine. Get ready for a story filled with bad pick-up lines, twin telepathy and a lot of fighting. Like, a LOT. Thanks for that one, Reece.

"What's your name, little one?" "Rosy." ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ Rosy is a small girl with a big heart. She loves all things pink, has a soft spot for stuffies, and finds the good in even the worst people. When she meets Ares, she instantly becomes his, as much as he becomes hers.

Heliophilia (n.) desire to stay in the sun; love of sunlight To be loved is to be known. Arabella Dawson Has never had anybody constant in her life. From parents always being away at work to one shitty friend, she doesn't know how to exist when people are looking. Flint Camero Has never needed anybody but himself. From a dead mother to an unpredictable father, he's doesn't know how to let people in. That all changes when he meets a burning ray of sunshine. Shitty at descriptions. But try please 🙏 Book 1 in the sun series

A sunshine girl. A serious man. Multiple chanced meetings that changed everything. Aurora Blaire wasn't looking for anything serious-especially not while on a girls' holiday. But fate had other plans, for both her and Lucian Thorne: a brutally composed CEO who didn't do random, had never been in a relationship, and was too focused on his businesses to find love. What started as chance run-ins turned into something they couldn't ignore. But how does a man built on control survive the kind of girl who blooms in chaos? ------------------------------------------------------------------ ""Her tipsy boldness kicked in hard, and walked for the armrest near him-planning to sit there casually. But the world tilted, and instead of gracefully settling next to him, she ended up tumbling right onto his lap. His hand shot to her waist, steadying her with surprising gentleness. "Careful, princess." he said, his voice low and smooth, just enough to make her blush harder. "Oops," she giggled, cheeks flaming. "I cant believe it's you Mr. Serious." "Still drunk, I see." And with that, Aurora's mind took off in full chatter mode."" ------------------------------------------------------------------ #1 TEENFICTION #1 SWEET #1 GRUMPY #1 CUTE #1 FUNNY #1 GRUMPYXSUNSHINE #1 RICHGUY

A girl who learned to hold herself together. A man who makes it feel safe to fall apart. Zara Lavigne was done with love after her last relationship left her quiet, careful, and convinced that softness was a weakness. Matteo Vale is steady in a way she's never known - patient, warm, and impossibly hard to hide from. He doesn't ask her to change. He just shows her what it feels like to be treated gently. But letting someone in is the one thing she promised she'd never do again. So what happens when she realises she wants to? ------------------------------------------------------------------ "She rested her cheek against his chest, feeling the quiet of him. "I didn't know love could feel like this," she whispered. Matteo pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "Like what?" "Gentle."" ------------------------------------------------------------------

Thalia Kennedy is a positive ball of sunshine, she likes dirty jokes and smiling whenever. When she meets a man, the complete opposite of her she immediately takes a liking to him and wants to be the one to teach him how to enjoy the little things is life. Heath Jackson was a complicated man in many ways, from his complicated past to his guaranteed complicated future, he was never able to run away from his silent fears he'd face alone. He was closed off and hated the thought of even interacting with people, until someone was heavenly brought in to save him. --------------------------- "I'm thinking" He tells me and I frown. Is it really that hard to think about something nice about me? "I like your lips" He finally answers with a sly smirk on his face thinking he did something. "Which ones?" I ask before I could stop myself and bite my lip. "Don't you dare answer that" I point my finger at him, the smirk still on his face. ----------------------- #3 in cold 7/11/22 #1 in sarcasm 8/10/22