"𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬." ~ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥: Saint Lawson Hunt. His name sent their skin crawling. The criminal of all criminals. His body was just as stone-cold as his heart. By the dictionary, he was a sadist and by the lawyer's statements "the words 'clinically insane' don't do him justice". He makes the rules in this world. His word is Law. And it so happens to be his middle name. His one of many pet peeves: troublemakers... and that's exactly what she is. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭: Azia Kai Cobain. Miss Cobain was "clinically insane". Or at least that's what her attorney said in court. Azia was in and out of trouble her whole life. She has a criminal record and is on a first-name basis with all the cops in her city. She couldn't stand to be away from the thrill. Azia was born into a 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭 family of the "clinically insane". A family of filthy rich criminals and dirty businessmen that always had a back-alley way of doing things. Like the rest of her family -she was a certified troublemaker. But after an especially insane endeavor, Azia has found herself in more trouble than she anticipated. And that kind of trouble came in the form of a man that was too tall and too tattooed. He's forced to work with her in an effort to fix a problem, but after only ten minutes alone with her, "Law's" plans are screwed. What was supposed to be a swift bullet to the head, turns out to be three months of going insane. Law needs her alive now and he regrets it more and more every time she talks. He's insane. She is too. His veins are filled with ice water. Hers are boiling. Insanity plus more insanity can only equal chaos. ~ -HEA -No OWD/Cheating -Strong FMC -Action/Adventure

In the glittering cage of a mafia empire, Layla Diren's life is a lie spun in gold and shadows. Her father, a pawn in the ruthless world of Aleksei Volkov, has traded her freedom for his own survival. Now, Layla is Volkov's prize - a defiant spark trapped in his diamond cage, where every luxury hides a chain, and every glance is a battle. Aleksei Volkov is no man - he's a force, a devil cloaked in tailored suits and Russian frost. His black eyes don't just see; they claim. His touch doesn't just burn; it brands. As the king of a blood-soaked underworld, he rules with a cold heart and iron will, and Layla is his latest obsession. But she's no damsel. With Turkish fire in her veins and a heart torn between fear and fury, Layla vows to turn the hunter into her prey. As betrayal and vengeance weave through their world, Layla must navigate a deadly game where love is a weapon and trust is a death sentence. Every step deeper into Aleksei's darkness pulls her closer to losing herself - or forging a power that could bring him to his knees. Will she shatter under his gaze, or will she wield it to burn his empire to ash? The first book in the Divine Menace series, Dawn of the Black Hearts is a seductive saga of forbidden desire, ruthless ambition, and a woman's fight to reclaim her soul from the lord of hell himself.

She has forgotten all about him. He still remembers her like it was yesterday. She is engaged and ready to get married until her world turns upside down. Can fate bring them together for one last time? +18

Anxious overachiever, Sophia Calloway, has a plan; graduate top of her class, get into a top 3 law school, keep her head down and emotions quieter. So when the University of Michigan's ice hockey team targets her in a prank gone wrong? She's ready to call campus security, drop-kick the nearest jock and move on with her structured little life. Instead, she gets Holden Zhao. Captain of the hockey team- too charming for his own good, worryingly reckless and absolutely allergic to authority. And now- assigned to her beloved library shift as punishment. Holden has never met a girl who doesn't fall at his feet. Sophia has never met a boy who makes her want to scream... and maybe kiss, all in the same breath. He calls her uptight. She calls him a menace. But the longer they're stuck together, the harder it is to pretend it's just a punishment. The less it feels like one, too. ➳♡➳ "I'm not going to kiss you, Soph." She crosses her arms defensively. "And why the hell not?" "I'm not going to kiss you," My lips graze the shell of her ear. "Until you beg me to." ➳♡➳ Slow burn. Enemies to friends to lovers. Banter like a whiplash. One anxious overachiever. One chaotic hockey captain. This was never part of the plan.

Book two Rhegan Clarke: A girl who has everything but struggles to grasp the one thing she truly wants. " I miss you and I love you so fucking much that it hurts. But it hurts even more to be without you. It hurts that I pushed you away because of my own insecurities." Dominic Steele: A boy who would give her the world even if she wouldn't let him. " I've waited eleven years for you, Rhegan. I'll wait eleven more if I have too." _________________ "Fuck this USC party tradition." Three months ago Rhegan wasn't ready to commit. Three months ago Dominic left wondering why he wasn't enough. Now he's back and isn't ready to give up on their obvious connection. Will she be able to put her commitment and abandonment issues aside and finally give in to him? Will they be able to handle pressure of the spotlight that is now put on them due to Dominic's career shooting off? Welcome to book two of the USC series following Rhegan Clarke and Dominic Steele. #1 college student #1 usc

❃ The Rich Man and His Fire Dancer ❃ "Dance for me like the bad girl you are, Nyra." Angelo circled me, stopping in front of me and looking up and down the belly dancing outfit I had on. No man has ever been this up close to me. They were forbidden. I wanted to push him away but I enjoyed the sinful sensation of his presence near mine. It made my core drip with desire. "I dance with fire, Mr Santis, you wouldn't want to get burned." Angelo chuckled darkly, the back of his fingers stroking up the curve of my side before wrapping his hand around my back, pulling me close to his face. His minty breath fanned my face and goosebumps pricked at my skin. "Aww, bambola, you have no idea how much I am burning to have you withering under me," He whispered against my neck, lightly brushing his cushioned lips against my pulse. ❃ Angelo De Santis, the most handsome young and rich bachelor with women that surround and fall to their knees to plead like angels,begging to spend a night with him. Flirt, charmer, hypnotist. These are his traits yet one woman doesn't fall for them and he wants her. Nyra Marianacci, a beautiful woman hidden in the darkest club of Manhattan. Not a stripper. Not a ballerina yet she has obtained both qualities. Innocent yet sinful. She picks at her victims, injecting her venomous poison of temptation and feeds off of the men's desire to have her, but there's a catch. They can't. They can only see her from afar. Touching her is forbidden. When these two collide at a celebration of Angelo De Santis's victory at the club, will he indulge in her temptation or will she bend the rules to dance to his tunes?

"Gen, I'm going to be real with you, Do I want to have sex with you? Fuck yes. You're drop-dead gorgeous and sexy as hell. And if you give me the green light right now, I'll take you to your bed and have you naked and screaming my name as I buried my dick so deep inside you that you'll be feeling be there for days," he said causing my body to instantly respond to his words. He inched closer until we were standing so close that his chest lightly brushed against mine. His woodsy scent invaded my nostrils my breathing became ragged as he leaned his head down his warm breath fanning my ear as his lips parted. I couldn't help the shiver that worked its way down my spine and the goosebumps that spread across my skin my heated skin. "Hell, we might not even make it to your bed I might fuck you against the inside of this door instead," he whispered his lips lightly brushing my ear before he pulled back. He peered down at me a smirk lifting the edge of his lips telling me that this asshole knew exactly what he was doing to me. ~~~~~~~~~~ Genesis Van Allen was a senior in high school when tragedy struck her life leaving her broken and struggling to pick up the shattered pieces. Four years later, now a senior in college, she's no longer the girl she used to be. Spending her days either going to class, sketching new designs, watching tv, or reading. Just existing but never truly living until Brooks Heyward enters her life. Brooks Heyward is living his best life. As the star quarterback and captain of his college football team that he led to two National Championships, everyone on campus worships him. After the girl he loved betrayed him years ago, he swore he would never put his heart on the line again. He's perfectly content to continue having a new girl in his bed every night. Until he meets Genesis. Will they both be able to shed the shackles of their past and take a risk on each other? (18+) This book contains explicit sexual content.

Logan Romano didn't just enter the NHL. He tore through it. Dark. Brooding. Untouchable. With brutal talent and a reputation as cold as the New York winter, Logan dominates both the ice and every room he walks into. He doesn't lose. He doesn't bend. And he certainly doesn't fall in love. Not after the last time. Not until November Levine crashes into his life like a beam of sunlight he never asked for. She's warmth where he's storm clouds. She's soft where he's jagged edges. A walking contradiction to everything Logan swore he needed. When a deal forces the polar opposites under one roof, tensions ignite fast. Teasing turns to feuds. Feuds turn into something dangerously close to desire. And Logan is forced to confront the one promise he's never broken. Because once you step into the light- it's impossible to return. ✩ Grumpy x sunshine • forced proximity • slow burn Will the hockey captain cross that line? ✩ "Nova." I whisper, my voice low and hoarse against her neck. "Stop it." "Stop what." She whimpers back innocently as her thighs tighten around my hips. My teeth nip at the skin on her jaw in warning. "Either stop teasing, or put me out of my fucking misery." November pulls her head back from mine, resting it against the wall, and bats her lashes up at me. "Say please."

"All the clues point to you." "Maybe it's meant to be." "Don't be ridiculous, Alvarez. This is a serious crime." "What's a crime is you wearing that and asking me to focus. I am dying to fuck you against this table right now." __________________________________________ ~Antonio Alvarez~ A successful CEO business and hotel owner. Being under the media and pressure is nothing new, and definitely not hard to handle. But when a murder spree erupts at his hotel, the media has his name going downhill. The investigation brings people around his hotel for questions and he believes the empire he built for years might fall. That is until he meets the lead detective of this case, who also happens to be his new obsession. ~Valerie Ortiz~ A hard working detective. She's seen it all, maybe even too much too handle. When a murder case is given to her, she thinks it'll be another case solved easily. As the investigation starts, more murders continue to happen around the hotel. She has no choice but to turn to the owner for help. The heat between them isn't something she should be feeling, but that doesn't stop anything from remaining closed. ~H I G H E S T R A N K S~ #27- sunshine 7/15/2022 #6- detective 9/10/2022 #13- detective 10/22/2022 #10- detective 10/31/2022 #3- valerie 1/6/2023 #1- detective 6/2/2025 #2- valerie 5/4/2025 #6- antonio 5/7/2025 #1- valerie 6/14/2025 #4- noah 6/14/2025

New name. New appearance. New person. Fresh start. When Lexie McAdams arrives in Philadelphia with barely enough money to cover a crappy motel's night stay, she's desperate to find a job. Coming across a gym with a help wanted sign in the window, Lexie is hesitant at first but quickly realizes she has no choice. Little did she know, that stepping foot inside would bring her one step closer to finding her escape. ~~~~~ "What's that on your wrist, Poptart?" He asks, his eyes flashing in anger as they narrowed in on the faded purpled shadows on my skin. "Nothing!" I quickly pull my arm out of his grasp, pulling at the sleeves of my shirt. Shit. Shit. Shit. How could I have been so careless about covering those up? "Lexie." He growled as he leaned in and gently took my hands in his. "Let me see." WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT |18+|.