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    Jokers angel..~

    Everyone knew Joker was fucking insane. What they didn’t know was that the madman had an angel. Three years in prison couldn’t make Damon forget her. Six months of silence couldn’t make him stop loving her. And one photograph of {Y/N} in another man’s arms damn near destroyed whatever sanity he had left. Now Joker is free. He thinks his angel betrayed him. She thinks he replaced her. Their exes are pulling strings from the shadows, old lies are turning into new wounds, and Damon is unraveling over the only woman he has ever loved enough to fear losing. Because {Y/N} knows something everyone else seems to forget: Behind the scars, blood, violence, and that terrifying fucking smile is the broken boy who once decided he didn’t want another tomorrow— until she became one worth surviving for. And when Damon finally discovers his angel never abandoned him? That she broke her own heart to save his life? The smile disappears. The monster goes quiet. And everyone responsible realizes far too late— they didn’t take an angel away from a madman. They gave the madman a reason to become a monster. ♠️🃏 𝐉𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐑’𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 🪽🖤

    Rich in regret..~

    Rook Van Doren had everything money could buy. The name. The fortune. The penthouse. The future already carved in fucking gold. But {Y/N} never wanted any of it. She wanted him. The quiet boy she fell in love with before she understood exactly how powerful the Van Doren name was. Unfortunately, his family never believed that. To them, she was the poor girl reaching above her station—and they were determined to remind her of it until Rook’s silence, his ex, his family’s manipulation, and one devastating moment of doubt finally broke what they couldn’t. So she walked away. And Rook? He fucking let her. Nearly a year later, Rook sees the woman he never stopped loving smiling beside another man and realizes the cruelest irony of his life. He inherited everything. And lost the only thing worth having. Now the Van Doren heir is ready to burn his inheritance, turn his back on his family, swallow every ounce of pride, and crawl if necessary to prove she was never after his fortune. Because money can buy almost anything. But it can’t buy back the girl whose heart you broke. And you can be filthy fucking rich while still waking up every morning completely… Rich in regret..~

    𝑯𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝑴𝒆 𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚 🖤🐉

    𓆩🖤𓆪 𝑺𝑰𝑿 𝒀𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑺 𝑨𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑻. 𝑶𝑵𝑬 𝑵𝑨𝑴𝑬 𝑯𝑬 𝑵𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹 𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑮𝑶𝑻. 𓆩🖤𓆪 At twenty, {y/n} is sent to one of the world’s few hidden supernatural academies. She arrives late to orientation. Anthony Stryker is already there. Her childhood best friend. Her almost-everything. The boy she hasn’t seen since they were fourteen. Now he’s a 6’5 Dragonkin with blackened fingertips, enormous wings, a cigarette habit, anger issues, and six years of unresolved devotion. His friends have heard her name for years. They just never expected the academy’s most volatile asshole to nearly trip over his own feet the second she walked through the door. Because apparently six years changed a lot. Just not the fact that Anthony still looks at her like she’s his entire fucking world. 🐉 𝑯𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚. 🖤

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    gmoon

    Tesoro..~

    Paolo De Luca was supposed to choose a wife. Three Bellandi daughters existed—but only two were considered worthy of becoming a De Luca. Sabrina is elegant, sophisticated, and raised to become the perfect mafia wife. Alessia is seductive, beautiful, and absolutely certain no man could resist her. And then there’s her. The forgotten third daughter. The one wearing her sisters’ hand-me-downs. The one pushed into the background while Sabrina and Alessia were dressed in diamonds and presented like prizes. She wasn’t supposed to attend the dinner. She wasn’t supposed to be considered. She certainly wasn’t supposed to catch the attention of Italy’s most ruthless mafia heir. But Paolo notices her. And once Paolo De Luca notices something, he becomes fucking obsessed. Suddenly, the man who hates everyone wants to know why she wasn’t sitting at the table. Why she’s wearing somebody else’s clothes. Why her own parents speak about her like an inconvenience. Most importantly, he wants to know why everyone seems determined to convince him that he should choose anyone but her. Unfortunately for the Bellandis, Paolo has already made his decision. Now Sabrina and Alessia are furious, her parents are scrambling to salvage their plans, and the forgotten daughter finds herself at the center of a dangerous family war she never asked for. And Paolo? The morally black future Don feared across Italy becomes something nobody could have predicted. Pathetically fucking devoted. The same man who can terrify an entire room needs another kiss because the first one was too short. The man incapable of begging suddenly wants his amore mio to pay attention to him. The monster everyone fears becomes possessive, protective, needy, and completely shameless about worshipping the woman nobody else bothered to value. She was never supposed to be one of Paolo De Luca’s choices. She became his only one

    𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠..~

    {Y/N} has spent her entire life learning how to take up less space. Beside her beautiful, effortlessly thin sisters, she was always the bigger girl. The sweet one. The funny one. The girl people complimented with “you have such a pretty face” while quietly reminding her that the rest of her wasn’t supposed to be desirable. College changes nothing. Until Asher starts staring. Quiet, tattooed, painfully attractive Asher—the emotionally unavailable man half the campus wants and nobody can seem to have. He ignores flirting, turns down women without blinking, and barely speaks unless absolutely necessary. So when his attention settles on {Y/N}, she assumes the obvious. He must want one of her sisters. Except Asher keeps sitting beside her. Waiting outside her classes. Stealing her food. Putting his hands on her waist. And looking at every soft inch she spent years trying to hide like he can’t understand why she’d ever want to. {Y/N} thinks she’s too much. Asher thinks he can never get fucking enough. Because sometimes the heaviest thing a person carries isn’t their body—it’s every cruel word that taught them it was unworthy of being loved. And Asher is about to learn that wanting her is easy. Convincing her she deserves to be wanted? That’s…𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠..~

    Inevitable..~

    They’ve known each other since diapers. Seven childhood friends. Six absolute fucking disasters—and the sweet girl they’ve adored, protected, and collectively claimed as theirs since they were old enough to understand friendship. But Malachi Vize has always been different. He was the strange, quiet little boy everyone picked on, and {Y/N} was the angel who bloodied noses defending him. She held his hand when he wouldn’t speak. Sat beside him when everyone else avoided him. Chose him when choosing him meant becoming an outsider too. Then they grew up. Now they’re in their mid-twenties, approaching college graduation, and that awkward little boy has become a tattooed, deadpan man who doesn’t give a fuck about much of anything. Except her. His hands find her without thought. Her legs belong across his lap. His food is hers, hers is his, and personal space stopped existing somewhere around kindergarten. It’s always been that way. So neither of them questions it. Not even while they spend years dating other people. Until Malachi’s relationship of two years ends with one devastating question: If she called you right now and needed you, would you leave me to go to her? He doesn’t answer. He doesn’t have to. Because the answer has been yes since they were children. Now Malachi is single, old feelings are becoming impossible to ignore, his ex has no intention of surrendering him quietly, and their psychotic little friend group is watching twenty-something years of buried devotion finally become something far more dangerous. Because Malachi isn’t falling in love with his best friend. He already did. A lifetime ago. And maybe some people aren’t meant to find each other. Maybe some people simply grow together so completely that eventually there is nowhere left to run. Some love stories are unexpected. Theirs was always..inevitable..~

    Checkmate bitch!

    Everyone on campus knows the Devils. Kade. Lucas. Nick. Liam. Eli. Kai. Six beautiful, popular, dangerously charming boys who have turned manipulation, competition, and deception into an art form. They call Kade their King because he’s the best at the game. He knows how to make people believe him. He knows exactly what to say, when to disappear, and how to leave people wondering whether anything he ever said was genuine. Then there’s Y/N. She knows their reputation. She knows better than to trust them. So when Kade suddenly takes an interest in her, she refuses to believe it’s genuine. She assumes she’s simply the newest target in whatever game the Devils are playing. But Kade doesn’t rush her. He watches. He waits. And he starts playing the longest game of his life. The problem? The longer he pretends he’s only interested in winning, the harder it becomes to tell whether Y/N is actually his target… or the one person who could make the King lose everything. And Madison, Y/N’s best friend, is watching the entire thing unfold from the sidelines—completely convinced Kade is hiding something. Six Devils. One King. One girl who refuses to play by their rules. And a game where nobody can afford to catch feelings.

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    vinyllover

    When the Devil Fell

    He was ruthless. He was powerful. He was heartless. He was the devil. And he was engaged. Cyril Valerian was only twenty-six, but he had already built a billion-dollar empire and become one of the most feared men in the world. To everyone else, he was a brilliant billionaire businessman. Behind closed doors, he was something far more dangerous. The mafia king. Cyril had everything a man could want—money, power, influence, and a beautiful fiancée named Eva. The only problem? He didn’t love her. Then he met you. You were everything Cyril wasn’t. Kind. Innocent. Soft-hearted. Naive. The girl who always looked for the good in people, even when they didn’t deserve it. You already had a boyfriend, Blake, and you had no idea that the mysterious billionaire you had just met was about to turn your entire life upside down. Because Cyril had never wanted anything he couldn’t have. And now he wanted you. But there’s one little problem… He’s engaged. You’re taken. And neither Eva nor Blake is willing to let you two get close. What happens when the world’s most feared man meets the one girl who isn’t afraid of him? When the devil falls for an angel… Someone is bound to get burned.

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    vinyllover

    Look twice, kill once ~

    Nikolai Vescari is the kind of man people know better than to cross. A ruthless Russian mafia king with blood on his hands and an empire at his feet, he has never been impressed by beauty, tempted by affection, or interested in keeping anyone close. Until one of his men brings his girlfriend to Nikolai’s estate—and she brings her. One glance at Y/N has Nikolai looking away…and then looking right the fuck back. Now the most feared man in the city can’t stop watching the one woman who smiles at him instead of trembling. What begins as fascination quickly becomes something far more dangerous: devotion, possession, and a love so consuming that everyone around them learns one very important rule. The devil may belong to no one—but his little sunshine belongs to him.

    Silenced..~

    Nobody at Blackwood University has ever heard Elias Hawthorne speak. Six-foot-six, tattooed, intimidating, and communicating entirely through sign language, Elias has spent years existing comfortably in the quiet. Nobody knows why he stopped speaking. Nobody knows if he even can speak. And Elias intends to keep it that way. Until {Y/N} sits across from him in the library and awkwardly signs hello. She’s the school’s sweetheart—kind, painfully curious, and apparently determined to learn his language just so he never has to feel excluded from hers. One conversation is all it takes. Now Elias notices everything. Her coffee order. Her schedule. Her favorite songs. The route she takes home. The people who make her smile—and the ones who make her uncomfortable. Because the sweet, silent boy everyone underestimates has a darkness beneath all that gentleness, and {Y/N} has unknowingly given it something to obsess over. But she awakens something else too. For the first time in years, Elias wants to speak. So every night, alone in front of his mirror, he secretly teaches himself how. Breath becomes sound. Sound becomes syllables. And eventually, a deep, rough voice Elias barely recognizes begins practicing one word over and over. Her name. Because Elias Hawthorne spent years choosing silence—but when it comes to the girl who finally makes him want to be heard, some obsessions refuse to stay….silenced..~

    Bikers Home

    Saint never wanted a relationship and he certainly never wanted children or a family. Then he stopped at a gas station and caught a six-year-old boy staring at him through a car window with the biggest eyes he'd ever seen. Elijah is fascinated by Saint. Y/N is cautious of him. And Saint slowly finds himself falling for both of them. The feared biker who never wanted a family might have finally found one worth keeping.

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    angelbite

    Don't Touch His Girl

    Dante has a reputation for being dangerous, intimidating, and unbeatable. But his friends know there's one thing capable of making him lose control—Y/N. They've crossed paths a handful of times through mutual friends, yet Dante has become quietly obsessed with her, keeping every little thing she's accidentally left behind. He insists he doesn't care. Until another guy puts his hands on Y/N. One punch. One confession. And suddenly, everyone knows Dante's feelings were never as harmless as he claimed.

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    angelbite

    Wait for me.

    After the Golden Fleece saves Camp Half-Blood, Y/N betrays the camp and joins Luke Castellan aboard the Princess Andromeda, convinced Kronos’s rebellion is the only path to a better future. But when Camp Half-Blood attacks the ship, they don’t come to kill her—they come to bring her home. As Percy and the others battle Luke’s army, Y/N is confronted by the one person who refuses to give up on her. With one hand reaching for hers and Luke calling her back, Y/N must choose: Come home—or stay and fight for Kronos.

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    itsjusjilly

    I loved him first…~

    She fell in love with a man who already belonged to someone else. So Y/N did the only thing she could—nothing. She watched Rhodes Laurent love his girlfriend through every argument, every cruel word, every apology, and every promise that things would get better. And no matter how desperately Y/N wanted the gorgeous billionaire for herself, she refused to become the reason his relationship ended. Rhodes wasn’t blind either. He knew his best friend was beautiful. Knew his thoughts about her were becoming increasingly inappropriate. Knew he needed to put some fucking distance between them before attraction became something neither of them could take back. Because Rhodes Laurent might be miserable, but he isn’t a cheater. Too bad his girlfriend can’t say the same. Because while Rhodes is busy fighting his feelings for Y/N, Camille is fucking around behind his back with Dorian—the man Rhodes considers a brother. And when the truth finally comes out? Rhodes loses his girlfriend. He loses his brother. And the one woman he desperately needs afterward refuses to become his consolation prize. Y/N has spent years loving Rhodes quietly. Now if he wants her? He has to fucking earn her.

    Knockout..~

    Before Ryder became a UFC champion, he was just a boy with bruised knuckles, an impossible dream, and one girl screaming louder than anyone else from his corner. {Y/N} was his high school sweetheart. His first love. His biggest supporter. His everything. Until one woman at his training gym got a little too comfortable with Ryder—and his pride destroyed the only relationship that ever mattered. One vicious argument, one accusation of insecurity, and four words he would spend years regretting: Get the fuck out. So {Y/N} did. Years later, she’s moved on from the boy who broke her heart. At least, that’s what she tells herself—until an ordinary night with friends puts the UFC championship on her television. And there he is. Ryder. Older. Bigger. Tattooed. Bloodied. Absolutely fucking lethal. When Ryder wins the championship, millions of people watch him approach the camera with a wolfish smile. But his eyes are searching for an audience of exactly one. He points directly into the lens. Across his abdomen are the unmistakable eyes of the girl he lost. And then he mouths her name. Ryder finally became everything he promised {Y/N} he would be. He has the belt, the money, the fame, and the entire fighting world at his feet. But the only victory he actually gives a damn about? Winning back the girl who has always been his greatest knockout.

    The S.H.I.E.L.D. Headache || MCU

    Ezra is an 18-year-old mutant and elite S.H.I.E.L.D. agent whose kinetic abilities make him a formidable fighter and weapons specialist. Alongside his younger sibling, Y/N, they are Fury’s most unpredictable—and frequently troublesome—assets, but when the Avengers need rescuing, there’s nobody else he’d rather trust at his side.

    𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁𝘼𝙑𝙊𝙍𝙄𝙏𝙀

    Roman Mercer was supposed to become your father's favorite fighter—not the boy you almost kissed before either of you knew who the other was. Now he's training at your father's underground boxing club, everyone expects him to become its next champion, and your father has given him exactly one personal rule: Stay away from his daughter. Roman has always been good at taking a hit. Turns out staying away from you might be harder.

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    maud_xsx

    The sinners Saint..~

    {Y/N} was the kind of girl Enzo should’ve left alone. Quiet. Sweet. Pretty enough to make a man forget every prayer he’d ever learned, yet determined to disappear beneath soft cardigans and baggy jeans. She sang in the college choir, kept her head down, and endured the cruel whispers that followed her through campus without ever giving anyone the satisfaction of seeing her break. Everyone called her a saint. Enzo was anything but. Star athlete. Campus royalty. Shameless playboy. He didn’t do girlfriends, feelings, or anything that gave another person enough power to hurt him. Then one punishment lands him in choir. And suddenly Enzo can’t stay the fuck away from the pretty girl sitting beside him. One stolen smile becomes lingering touches. Lingering touches become jealousy. And before Enzo realizes what’s happening, the boy who never needed anyone is practically starving for her affection. But Enzo has been betrayed before. And when jealous exes, buried secrets, and one perfectly crafted lie make history appear to be repeating itself, Enzo lets old wounds destroy something that was never trying to hurt him. Now his Saint won’t sing for him. Won’t touch him. Won’t even fucking look at him. And Enzo is about to learn that earning a good girl’s love was easy compared to earning back her trust. Because maybe {Y/N} was never meant to be everybody’s saint. Maybe she was always meant to be The Sinner’s Saint. ♱

    𓆩✧𓆪 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑼𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒅 𓆩✧𓆪

    ( 𓆩✦𓆪 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑹𝑬𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑬 𓆩✦𓆪 ) Oswald Hall was built for the children of gods. {y/n} was never supposed to be there. She falls from the black sky with no memories and no identifiable divine blood. The gods cannot name her. The archives cannot classify her. The wards refuse to reject her. And ancient things beneath the island begin moving the moment she arrives. Between dangerous training, old pantheon grudges, forbidden places, messy romance and demigod chaos, {y/n} has one problem bigger than surviving Oswald. Finding out what made her.

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    gmoon

    A gentleman’s obsession ~

    Kane Ashford came from London for one night out with an old friend. He certainly didn’t come looking for her. At thirty, Kane has everything a man could want—an obscene fortune, a global empire, devastating looks, and enough charm wrapped in a deep British accent to make women forget their own names. With tattooed hands, silver rings, and a reputation for being impossible to impress, Kane is accustomed to getting attention. Then he walks into an exclusive nightclub and notices the quiet girl sitting among Dominic’s friends. Y/N. Beautiful. Sweet. Adored by everyone around her—and completely oblivious to the fact that Kane hasn’t taken his eyes off her since the moment he arrived. One introduction becomes another night out. Another night becomes dinners, parties, group chats, and Kane finding increasingly ridiculous reasons to stay around. Somewhere along the way, the untouchable billionaire becomes the group’s newest addition—and Y/N becomes his favorite person. But not everyone is happy about it. Valeria Saint-James has never met a man she couldn’t have, and Kane Ashford is exactly the kind of prize she wants. There’s only one problem. Kane already found the woman he wants. And for the first time in his life, the man who can afford practically anything is about to discover that the one thing he desperately wants can’t simply be bought. She has to fall for him too.