𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐌'𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍 𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱 She's the city's top model. Seen by everyone. Known by no one. She survives by keeping her past sealed tight- every bruise, every secret, every ugly truth locked behind elegance and restraint. Her life is a performance, and she never misses a step. Until she slips... ...and falls straight into the orbit of the man she was taught to despise most. One reckless act- done under the guise of a false persona- sets something irreversible in motion. A line is crossed. A fire is sparked. And the illusion of distance between them shatters. That night leaves her with a hangover, and a realization she can't escape. You don't have to die to go to hell. Some men bring it right to you. He is power without conscience. A presence felt more than seen. The devil everyone fears. She is a mess dressed in designer. A voice that refuses to be silenced. The angel everyone envies. Logic says they should never align. That their worlds, their loyalties, and their sins are fundamentally opposed. Nexum says there couldn't be a better fit. 𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐇𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 @xplicitlyvenus 2025, all rights reserved

That tune. Soft. Familiar. Haunting. She turned slowly... her breath caught in her throat. There he was. Standing in the shadows, just beyond the emergency exit. "I'll follow you wherever you go" "No," she whispered. "No, no, no, shhh, Meera, calm down. It's just a hallucination. Just a hallucination. Just-" She broke into a run, blind and desperate, nearly tripping over her own feet. And crashed straight into something - or rather someone. IZRAEL'S FIAMA #Upcoming Sept 2025

She stood, a smirk curling her lips, her gaze sharp enough to cut through steel. "You may command the world, Lucifer, but I know how to set that very world on fire." Lucifer's eyes darkened, a dangerous glint sparking in their depths. He stepped closer, his grip firm as he pulled her into the shadow of his power. "Then burn me, Fiore," he whispered, his voice like smoke and sin. "I'll worship the ashes."

"What does it feel like to be a heartless bitch?" "Cold." . . . Everyone loves Katherine Hartley - or at least, they love the illusion. Katherine reigns both on campus and at the elite ballet academy founded and owned by her father. She's every warning wrapped in silk. Elegance carved in ice, she's a girl raised to be disciplined, untouchable and most of all; perfect - a swan sculpted by years of brutal training and emotional isolation. Love was never meant for her. Especially not the kind that lingers - obsessive, aching... wrong. Especially not from the boy she's known since childhood. He's the one who sees through her mask, sees everything she tries to hide. And for the first time, Katherine starts to wonder what it would be like to fall - even if it ruins everything. He knows loving her may ruin him. But letting her go would destroy him. He's everything she can't want. And the only thing that makes her feel alive. She's the only thing he wants, but can't have.

They came for his Mate... So he came for their Heads... For years, the King of the Dark Fae was resigned to his fate as the Ruler to an exiled and forgotten kingdom. That was, until they made the grave mistake of hunting down the one thing that gave his existence meaning-his Fated Mate. By a cruel twist of fate, their worlds suddenly collide, and she ends up unexpectedly bound to him and his hidden realm in more ways than one... Join the Dark King as stops at nothing to preserve his Mate's existence and uncover the fragments of an ancient heritage buried deep within her... A heritage that might unlock the door to his own salvation-or destruction.

(Book #2 of the Sinners Of Dark Series) She was known for her beauty in the dark underworld of of New York, a seemingly docile angel in the form of a nightmare. He was ruthless, cold and far worse than the men she knew in the Cosa Nostra-His reputation alone sent chills through the city crime circles. I once thought marrying a made man would be the worst fate, but being drawn to one was far more treacherous. It was a debt to be settled, a price to be repaid. Sold in exchange for my cousin. My body, mind, and soul given to the most terrifying man ever known. A marriage born from violence and betrayal. I had expected an fifty-year-old boss who wanted my so-called purity in payment for his service, planning to keep up the facade of a fake smile and tight dresses yet I wasn't prepared for the six-foot tall, dangerously handsome pakhan, a man known for killing men with his bare hands. I hated him. Not just because he was lethal, but because he made my heart race, his low, gravelly voice sinking into my bones, offering me everything I knew I couldn't accept. - preview - "He was quiet for a second, pinning me with his intense gaze. "Don't go looking for trouble you can't handle." "How do you know what I can handle?" I shot back. He raised a brow in question. His voice was soft almost deceiving when he spoke. "You can't handle me, lisichka." "I haven't tried." "You won't get the chance."

*TBD*

Valentina Romano has been a fool. Recklessly naive. A miserably slow learner. A fool. How could she have possibly forgotten that the Cosa Nostra destroys all hopes of happily ever after? It took one night-- one fateful night for the final remnants of Val's hope to vanquish, snuffed out like the life from her hitman's eyes. Yet, without a heart left to break, Val has forged herself into a formidable piece in the underworld's twisted game for power. She's spent the last two months unraveling the secrets that Matteo left in his wake, searching for crucial evidence that the final bullet truly met its mark, and weaving a trap to ensnare her wicked fiancé once and for all. And yet, on the night of her wedding, a new player steps into the ring with a bang, intent on transforming the Cosa Nostra and the criminal battleground it controls. But the road to change is a bloody one, and only Val can unite the tattered remains of the famiglia she once loved.

The 18 year old J.J. has a hard live. when she was 14 her parents died along with the beta wife thanks too a silver grenade exploding. The shareds off the silver made her lose her eye site. Her wolf took a lot of energy too heal her but she remaind blind and the wolf hasn't talked too her for years. The hunters that shot off the grenade were chasing J.J. through the woods and she led them too her house. The betas wife was visiting J.J. her parents with news of her pregnancy. Her parents were the Alpha's. After there death the beta took over and the pack shunned J.J. the new Alpha beats her and rapped her. Other packmemebers beat her bullied her. She's his shew toy. A living hell until another packs attacks and she and some others were captured. xxx About me: I love too read and write. I'm Dutch but prefer English books. So my grammer does suck sometimes. I'm into vampires and werewolves especially the mature kind.

Love! Adaira Ambrose has finally found it, and doesn't plan to let it go. Who cares about the thousands of miles of distance between her and her beloved? Now it's finally her time to go on an adventure! Off to India! Who cares about the bloody revolution that happens to be going on there? She has grit, determination, and a revolver in her pocket! Who cares about her enraged big brother, who is coming after her and- ...all right, she might have to care about him. But not if she can pull off a successful elopement before he gets his hands on her. Time to embrace the motto "Knowledge is power is time is money!" The tenth and final volume of Robert Thier's "Storm and Silence" series.