❝𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.❞ 𝘈𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘭'𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸, 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵, 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘫𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘺. 𝘡𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘯'𝘴. 𝘏𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳.𝘗𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘈 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥. 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘈𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘺. Solène Marceau thought love would save her. Instead, it swallowed her whole. Ansel Laurent doesn't love―he consumes. His touch... a burn. His words... a leash. His presence... a suffocation. His love... a slow and painful death. She should have run the first time his grip tightened, the first time his whispered words curled around her throat like a promise of things to come. But she didn't. And now, he won't let her go. Zavien Amato was supposed to be her escape... his unrequited love fueling his desire to protect her, the one person who saw the girl beneath the wreckage, the one who would tear the world apart to pull her from the fire. But Ansel isn't just the fire―he is the burning. And if Solène dares to run, if she dares to reach for a life without him, he will drag her back into the dark with bloody hands and a smile. She is his. And... If he can't have her... no one can.

Seventeen-year-old Aris has always felt like the world around her was too ordinary-until the night a wounded stranger crashes into her life. He isn't human. He's the demon prince of Hell, heir to seven kingdoms, and destined to conquer the surface world. Saving his life should have been the end of it. But when Aris dreams of a hellish courtroom where the prince demands her as his bride, the line between nightmare and reality begins to blur. Each night drags her deeper into his realm-until one wrong turn through an unfamiliar street leads her to a cemetery, a headstone with her name on it, and a fall straight into the fiery world she thought only existed in dreams. Now trapped in Hell, torn between light and darkness, Aris must decide whether to fight her way home...or surrender her heart to the demon who would burn the world for her.

Violeta Ramírez is living an ordinary life working her dream at her family bakery. She decided to catch up with her friends at the club. When a man in a suit comes up to her, she is called down to a VIP room. She has caught the eyes of a feared mafia leader. What will happen...? (Yes there Dual POV)

Freya, as the youngest Khatri, takes her role as an aerialist very seriously. It's easy for her to be overlooked, constantly falling into the shadows of her older siblings - so, in order to stay visible and relevant, she trains hard and never fumbles a trick. She doesn't leave room for anything else in her life; she has her trapeze, ropes, and hoops, her family, her three mice, and that's all she'll ever need. Until he comes along. Santiago Stark ran away from home, and has been jumping trains and trucks for the past 3 weeks. With every intention to put his circus tricks to good use, he hitches a ride to the famous Khatri Circus. There, he meets Freya. At first, she's a beautiful, radiant being doing flips off of high ledges and swinging from one side of the room to the other by a single rope. Then he learns she's a Khatri, from the Khatri family, of the Khatri Circus. So he needs to look away. Especially when he discovers how terrified she is of getting close to people, of falling in love. Freya couldn't be more off limits. Why does that make him want her so much more?

[𝐌𝐌] 𝐇𝐲𝐦𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧ 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐧𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝.