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Stories

    Tesoro..~

    Paolo De Luca was supposed to choose a wife. Three Bellandi daughters existedโ€”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 thereโ€™s her. The forgotten third daughter. The one wearing her sistersโ€™ hand-me-downs. The one pushed into the background while Sabrina and Alessia were dressed in diamonds and presented like prizes. She wasnโ€™t supposed to attend the dinner. She wasnโ€™t supposed to be considered. She certainly wasnโ€™t supposed to catch the attention of Italyโ€™s most ruthless mafia heir. But Paolo notices her. And once Paolo De Luca notices something, he becomes obsessed. Suddenly, the man who hates everyone wants to know why she wasnโ€™t sitting at the table. Why sheโ€™s wearing somebody elseโ€™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 utterly 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 Lucaโ€™s choices. She became his only one

    ๐€๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ก..~

    He believed a lie. She begged him to believe the truth. Now heโ€™s about to discover that forgiveness is a privilege, not a promise. Jake Weston was her first love. Her first kiss. Her first everything. The boy who promised forever and then shattered it over a few photographs and a video that werenโ€™t even real. She cried. She begged. She pleaded. He walked away anyway. Eleven months later, {Y/N} has developed three very important rules: never beg a man for anything, never cry where someone can see, and absolutely never fall for Jake Weston again. Unfortunately, their friends have the collective intelligence of a broken toaster. Because someone thought a fourteen-day cabin vacation with two exes who practically despise each other was a fantastic idea. Now thereโ€™s one cabin, seven friends, unlimited alcohol, questionable sleeping arrangements, and enough unresolved tension to qualify as a fire hazard. Jake is jealous, miserable, and still disgustingly handsome. {Y/N} would rather hug a cactus than admit she notices. And somewhere among their friends sits the person responsible for destroying their relationship. The truth is coming out. So are the screaming matches, drunken confessions, ugly secrets, and one spectacularly overdue apology. But Jakeโ€™s about to learn something devastating. The girl who once fell to her knees begging him to stay? Wouldnโ€™t even get off the couch to stop him from leaving now. He was her first everything. Now he might become her biggest regret. And when the lies finally unravel, Jake Weston will discover that losing the love of your life is nothing compared to living with the consequences. Because falling in love was their beginning, betrayal was their ending, and what comes after a love like theirs can only be called: Aftermath..~

    ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐…๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ƒ๐š๐ฆ๐ง๐ž๐..~

    He owned the club. She owned the stage. Unfortunately, he wanted to own her heart, too. Meet Angelo Kent. Thirty-two. Six-foot-six. Tattooed. Filthy rich. Morally bankrupt. And apparently one pretty little dancer away from a psychiatric evaluation. When {Y/N} auditions at SINNER, New Yorkโ€™s most exclusive gentlemenโ€™s club, she expects a paycheck. Instead? She gets a dangerously obsessive boss who watches her every move like itโ€™s his religion. Pole dancing? Heโ€™s watching. Aerial hoop? Still watching. Another man tipping her? Suddenly, security has a situation. Now there are jealous dancers, dangerous clients, possessive outbursts, a bitter ex, and one terrifying club owner whoโ€™s developing a rather expensive habit of threatening men who look at his favorite girl. โ€œAngelo, you literally hired me to dance for people.โ€ โ€œYes, sweetheart. Terrible business decision.โ€ But beneath the velvet curtains, sinful performances, and whispered threats, something darker is growing. Because Angelo doesnโ€™t fall in love. He becomes devoted. Dangerously. Irrevocably. Obsessively. And when someone decides to threaten his favorite dancer, the entire city is about to discover just how far a sinner will go for his angel. Welcome to SINNER, where beautiful girls dance for dangerous men, but only one will make the devil himself fall to his knees in.. Dance For the Damned..~

    Inevitable..~

    Theyโ€™ve known each other since diapers. Seven childhood friends. Six absolute disasters and the sweet girl theyโ€™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 wouldnโ€™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 theyโ€™re in their mid-twenties, approaching college graduation, and that awkward little boy has become a tattooed, deadpan man who doesnโ€™t care 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. Itโ€™s always been that way. So neither of them questions it. Not even while they spend years dating other people. Until Malachiโ€™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 doesnโ€™t answer. He doesnโ€™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 isnโ€™t falling in love with his best friend. He already did. A lifetime ago. And maybe some people arenโ€™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..~

    ๐”๐ง๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ, ๐‡๐ข๐ฌ..~

    Five beautiful women. One dangerously attractive Russian mafia boss. And one very unfortunate girl who would rather be anywhere else. Jeremy Sokolov is thirty-two, six-foot-seven, filthy rich, terrifyingly possessive, and apparently in desperate need of a wife. So naturally, five stunning women are brought to his estate to compete for his hand in marriage. Four want his ring. One wants a plane ticket. Meet {Y/N}. Twenty-three. Beautiful. Curvy. Completely broke. And unfortunately sold into this ridiculous competition by her debt-ridden family. While the other women are busy destroying dresses, spreading rumors, threatening each other, and practically throwing themselves at the Russian devil, {Y/N} has one very simple goal. SURVIVE. GO HOME. NEVER RETURN. Unfortunately, Jeremy has other plans. Because the one woman who refuses to flirt with him, refuses his gifts, and insists on calling him Mr. Sokolov? Is the only woman he wants. And suddenly, four jealous women are plotting her downfall, her family is hiding devastating secrets, and the most feared man in Russia is following her around his mansion demanding to know why she wonโ€™t kiss him. โ€œI am handsome man, da? Rich. Powerful. Why you not want me?โ€ โ€œBecause youโ€™re terrifying!โ€ โ€โ€ฆI can be less terrifying.โ€ But beneath the ridiculous arguments and unwanted marriage proposals lies something far more dangerous. A competition turning deadly. A family willing to betray its own daughter. And a ruthless man who would burn his entire empire before allowing anyone to take away the woman heโ€™s falling hopelessly in love with. She never wanted his money. Never wanted his power. And certainly never wanted his heart. But Jeremy Sokolov has already made his choice. Four women are desperate to become his. One is desperate to escape. And despite her protests, her terrible luck, and her increasingly complicated feelings for the Russian devil, sheโ€™s about to become.. Unfortunately, His..~

    Fluent in her..~

    Luca Farrante speaks two languages. Italian and violence. English? Absolutely not. Six-foot-six, dangerously handsome, and the most feared Mafia Don in Italy, Luca has men trembling at his feet. But his little American wife, {Y/N}? She has him practically wagging his tail. Heโ€™s possessive. Ridiculously jealous. Shamelessly clingy. And his broken English makes every argument an absolute disaster. โ€œLuca, youโ€™re being ridiculous.โ€ โ€œNo, amore. I am being husband.โ€ โ€œYou threatened him!โ€ โ€œHe have eyes. He use on MY wife.โ€ Unfortunately, the man is completely serious. Heโ€™d burn an empire for her, cancel meetings for cuddles, and personally declare war on anyone who made his pretty wife cry. The world knows Luca Farrante as a ruthless monster. {Y/N} knows him as the giant, tattooed man who pouts when she forgets his morning kiss. He might be terrible at English, but when it comes to loving his wife, Luca Farrante is completely, hopelessly, and undeniablyโ€ฆfluent in her..~

    The Virgin Problem..~

    Kieran is twenty-three, six-foot-five, ridiculously attractive, built like he has absolutely no business being a computer science majorโ€”and somehow, inexplicably, a virgin. Not because women havenโ€™t tried. Oh, theyโ€™ve fucking tried. The problem is Kieran has been hopelessly, embarrassingly, catastrophically obsessed with his best friend since high school. Y/N, meanwhile, thinks heโ€™s adorable. Her sweet nerd. Her safe person. The guy whose hoodies she steals, whose bed she sleeps in, and whose personal space she invades like she pays rent there. She also thinks his virginity is hilarious. Kieran thinks sheโ€™s going to put him in an early grave. Between a friend group taking bets on when heโ€™ll finally confess, one increasingly obsessed girl who refuses to accept his rejection, and Y/N innocently suggesting that maybe Kieran just needs to โ€œpractice with someone he trusts,โ€ his remaining sanity is hanging by a fucking thread. Because Kieran might be inexperienced. He might blush. He might need five business days to recover when Y/N sits in his lap. But innocent? Absolutely fucking not. And after years of being her painfully devoted best friend, Kieran is starting to realize thereโ€™s only so much one desperately lovesick virgin can take.

    A gentlemanโ€™s obsession..~

    He was raised to be a gentleman. Nobody warned her what happened when one became obsessed. Kane Ashford had everything. Old money. Impeccable manners. A British accent that should probably come with a warning label. And enough generational wealth to purchase a small country without checking his bank account. The one thing he didnโ€™t have? A reason to lose his perfectly composed mind. Until Dominic introduced him to {Y/N}. One night. One introduction. One devastatingly beautiful woman. And suddenly Londonโ€™s most eligible bachelor was behaving like a man whoโ€™d never encountered a woman before. Flowers? Delivered. Dinner reservations? Booked. Her favorite things? Memorized. His dignity? Missing. Presumed dead. Now heโ€™s hopelessly devoted to a woman who has no idea just how dangerous the gentleman pursuing her truly is. Thereโ€™s a jealous socialite determined to steal his attention, an ex-boyfriend who apparently values his life very little, and a friend group watching Kaneโ€™s carefully maintained sanity disappear in real time. But beneath the expensive suits, stolen kisses, and ridiculous amounts of affection lies something far more complicated. Because Kane has never been afraid of anything. Until he falls in love with someone who could choose to leave him. And {Y/N} has never been loved by someone who makes forever sound like a promise rather than a possibility. Heโ€™s everything a gentleman should be. Polite. Patient. Attentive. And when it comes to protecting the woman he loves? Absolutely, terrifyingly unreasonable. Because sometimes the most dangerous love doesnโ€™t arrive with threats or raised voices. Sometimes it arrives with handwritten letters, a perfectly tailored suit, a charming British smile, and a man willing to destroy his entire reputation without ever loosening his tie. And what began as one innocent introduction became Londonโ€™s most beautifully dangerous love story.. Hereโ€™s to {Y/N} becoming.. A Gentlemanโ€™s Obsession..~

    ๐”๐ง๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ž๐..~

    Caspen James was six-foot-five, tattooed, ridiculously handsome, and apparently convinced that being emotionally tortured was a normal part of dating. Four years. One toxic girlfriend. Approximately seven thousand unnecessary apologies. Then his best friendโ€™s little sister came home. Sweet, beautiful {Y/N}, who committed the unforgivable crime of being nice to him. She bought him coffee. He nearly proposed. She complimented his smile. He forgot how to breathe. She hugged him without wanting anything in return. He almost cried. Unfortunately, Caspen still has a girlfriend. An extremely jealous one who isnโ€™t particularly thrilled about her boyfriend discovering self-respect. And {Y/N}? Sheโ€™s just trying to enjoy being home. Not accidentally become the reason a dangerously handsome, emotionally damaged man learns what love actually feels like. But between Tiffanyโ€™s manipulation, forbidden feelings, devastating heartbreak, and a man whoโ€™s never been loved gently, falling in love might be the easiest part. Because sometimes the hardest thing isnโ€™t learning how to love someone. Itโ€™s realizing everything you thought love was has to beโ€ฆ ๐”๐ง๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ž๐..~

    ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐‘ฒ๐’๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐‘พ๐’‰๐’ ๐‘ฒ๐’๐’†๐’๐’•..~

    Four sisters. One billionaire. Three very angry women. Xander Knight was supposed to choose a wife from one of the countryโ€™s wealthiest families. Preferably Jessica, Jenesis, or Jaquelineโ€”the three spoiled favourites who were practically throwing themselves at his feet. Unfortunately, the six-foot-seven billionaire had other plans. โ€œHer.โ€ Her? As in {Y/N}? The forgotten youngest daughter? The one who just returned from college abroad and was currently eating strawberries in the kitchen? Oh, the family was about to lose its collective mind. Now three jealous sisters are plotting revenge, two manipulative parents are hiding dangerous secrets, and one emotionally unavailable billionaire has developed a rather humiliating addiction to a woman who doesnโ€™t even want him. The angst? Delicious. The family drama? Criminal. The yearning? Absolutely pathetic. Because Xander Knight doesnโ€™t chase women. Except apparently he does. He also begs, pouts, gets jealous, and has recently discovered that being six-foot-seven means absolutely nothing when a five-foot-something angel refuses to kiss him. He was supposed to pick a bride. Instead, he picked a war. And when the family finally pushed too far, the most powerful man in the room dropped to his knees for the only woman heโ€™d ever loved. After all, even the mighty must fall for loveโ€”and he would forever be remembered asโ€ฆ ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐‘ฒ๐’๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐‘พ๐’‰๐’ ๐‘ฒ๐’๐’†๐’๐’•..~

    ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž, ๐–๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ˆ๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ..~

    Her father owed him three million dollars. Unfortunately, she ended up paying with her heart. Meet Mateo Alejandro Vargas. Cuban. Ruthless. Filthy rich. Emotionally constipated. A man so terrifying that entire cartels reconsider their life choices when he enters a room. Then thereโ€™s {Y/N}. Twenty-five, stubborn, beautiful, and apparently the only woman alive who thinks calling a dangerous crime lord grumpy pants is a brilliant survival strategy. She offered to work off her fatherโ€™s debt. He agreed. BIGGEST FINANCIAL MISTAKE OF HIS LIFE. Now heโ€™s buying her flowers, threatening men for breathing in her direction, and learning how to cuddle without looking like heโ€™s being held hostage. His best friend Chino thinks heโ€™s lost his mind. His enemies think heโ€™s developed a weakness. And Mateo? Heโ€™s busy threatening to break someoneโ€™s fingers because they made his princesa cry. But when the debt is finally paid and she prepares to leave? The man who has never begged for anything realizes heโ€™d rather lose his entire empire than lose her. Three million dollars brought them together. Jealousy, bullets, stolen kisses, and one emotionally challenged Cuban criminal might tear them apart. Because falling in love with Mateo Vargas is dangerous. But trying to leave him? Thatโ€™s when things get expensive. After all, the debt may be paid, but the heart doesnโ€™t follow financial agreementsโ€”and Mateo Vargas is about to learn the devastating price ofโ€ฆ Love, With Interest..~

    His Little Dancer..~

    Y/N has three problems. Sheโ€™s broke. Her boss is a sexually obsessed psychopath who steals from her paycheck. And apparently she has the exact face required to make a twenty-eight-year-old billionaire lose every ounce of fucking sanity he was born with. Soren came to Velvet Vice for business. He left wondering what Y/N eats for breakfast, who makes her cry, whether she likes diamonds, and how much prison time heโ€™d realistically serve for throwing her boss through a window. So. That escalated. Unfortunately, Soren isnโ€™t alone. His equally ruthless best friends, Caius and Evander, have developed their own suspiciously intense interests in Y/Nโ€™s best friendsโ€”which means three women just trying to survive their shitty jobs have somehow collected three obscenely wealthy, morally bankrupt men who have never heard the words โ€œnormal courtship.โ€ Meanwhile, Dorian thinks Y/N belongs to him. His spoiled favorite hates her. Money is disappearing. Secrets are piling up. And Soren? Soren is approximately one stolen paycheck away from committing a felony with excellent credit. Welcome to Velvet Viceโ€” where the drinks are expensive, the management is criminal, the dancers are exhausted, and three billionaires walked in for a meeting only to leave pathetically fucking obsessed.

    Beautiful Psychosis..~

    He was the most dangerous patient in the asylum. She saw him and thought, husband material. Kale Dimitri had three problems: violent tendencies, severe anger issues, and a criminal record longer than his patience. {Y/N} had one problem. She wanted him. BADLY. The doctors called him unstable. She called him baby. The nurses warned her to stay away. She asked if he was single. And when Kale escaped St. Martinโ€™s with his older brother, Maximo, he took his favorite little lunatic with him. WITHOUT CONSULTING THE LITTLE LUNATIC. Not that she complained. She was already planning their wedding. Now thereโ€™s a nationwide manhunt, two dangerously obsessed fugitives, and one Russian older brother experiencing a nervous breakdown in seven different languages. Kale wants to kill anyone who looks at her. She wants to help him hide the bodies. Maximo wants a refund on his entire family. Heโ€™s her Joker. Sheโ€™s his Harley. Except neither one is the sane half of this relationship. Because when two completely unhinged people fall obsessively, violently, and ridiculously in love, you donโ€™t get a fairy tale. You get a criminal investigation, a very stressed older brother, and one hell of a.. Beautiful Psychosis..~

    ๐Œ๐ข ๐€๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ก๐ข๐›๐ข๐o..~

    My Forbidden Love. She left him to keep him alive. He spent four years wishing heโ€™d never loved her. Once upon a time, Damian Cruz was just a boy hopelessly in love with his high school sweetheart. He promised her forever. She promised sheโ€™d never leave. Only one of them kept their promise. Now, at twenty-seven, Damian is the most feared man in Miamiโ€™s criminal underground. They call him Death because mercy is something he buried alongside the boy he used to be. But one unexpected reunion brings him face-to-face with the only woman heโ€™s ever loved. And suddenly, Death remembers what it feels like to have a heartbeat. There will be jealousy. Bitter arguments. Desperate kisses. Secrets that shouldโ€™ve stayed buried. Because she never wanted to leave him. And he never wanted to survive without her. He was her first love, her greatest heartbreak, and the man she was forced to abandon. But even after four years, Damian Cruz would always be: Mi Amor Prohibido..~my forbidden love, the one man she was never allowed to keep.

    Hers to hate..~

    Four years ago, she was the love of his life. Today, sheโ€™s the sister of his future wife. And neither of them has forgiven the other. Leo Reeves and {Y/N} were never meant to survive each other. They loved too hard, fought too viciously, and destroyed everything they touched. Until one night, she walked away. And he made the mistake of letting her. Four years later, sheโ€™s back. And the man who once begged her to stay is standing at the altarโ€™s doorstep, preparing to marry her older sister. The cruelest part? He never stopped loving her. His fiancรฉe is hiding an affair. His best friend is hiding a betrayal. And the woman he spent four years trying to forget is standing right in front of him. Still beautiful. Still stubborn. Still the only person who knows how to break him. โ€œYou hate me, Leo.โ€ โ€œI know, sweetheart.โ€ โ€œThen why canโ€™t you leave me alone?โ€ His eyes fill with something dangerously close to tears. โ€œBecause hating you is the only way Iโ€™ve survived loving you.โ€ Some love stories deserve a second chance. Theirs might only deserve another heartbreak. Because even after four years, a thousand arguments, and a lifetime of resentment, Leo Reeves has only ever belonged to one woman. And if he can no longer be hers to love, heโ€™ll spend the rest of his life being.. Hers to Hate..~

    ๐‘ฉ๐’†๐’‚๐’–๐’•๐’Š๐’‡๐’–๐’ ๐‘ต๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’•๐’Ž๐’‚๐’“๐’†..~

    Sweet dreams are made of dangerous men. He owns the nightclub. He runs a criminal empire. He has blood on his hands. And apparently, heโ€™s developed an embarrassing addiction to a pretty girl who doesnโ€™t even know sheโ€™s dating the devil. Meet Damon Voss. Thirty-one. Six-foot-seven. Tattooed. Filthy rich. Morally black. Emotionally unavailable. A man who can order someoneโ€™s execution without blinking but nearly has a nervous breakdown when {Y/N} forgets to kiss him goodbye. Romance? Disgusting. Commitment? Absolutely not. Tattooing her name over his heart after three weeks? Well. Nobodyโ€™s perfect. One innocent night at Euphoria was all it took to turn a ruthless monster into a hopelessly devoted, touch-starved, embarrassingly needy man. But loving Damon comes with consequences. Secrets. Jealousy. Betrayal. Bloodshed. And an obsession even death cannot destroy. Because sometimes the sweetest dream comes dressed in designer suits, carrying a criminal record, and begging for just one more kiss. And sometimes the devil himself becomes your most dangerously devoted.. ๐‘ฉ๐’†๐’‚๐’–๐’•๐’Š๐’‡๐’–๐’ ๐‘ต๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’•๐’Ž๐’‚๐’“๐’†..~

    Love at first fright..~

    One haunted house. One accidental blind date. And one emotionally constipated man who never stood a chance. Alex had three plans for Halloween. Show up. Survive the haunted house. Go home. Then he saw her. {Y/N} was supposed to be the fifth wheel. The pretty, single friend dragged along by two couples who were determined to find her a boyfriend. Alex was supposed to be doing his friends a favor. Instead? He fell in love somewhere between the parking lot and the first jump scare. Suddenly, the man who hated physical affection couldnโ€™t stop holding her hand. The man who barely smiled was grinning like an idiot. And the man who didnโ€™t believe in love at first sight? Was ready to fight a minimum-wage zombie for scaring his future wife. โ€œAlex, itโ€™s literally a haunted house!โ€ โ€œAnd Iโ€™m literally protecting you, dollface.โ€ Four meddling friends. One terrified girl. And one six-foot-five grump who has already mentally picked out their wedding rings. She came looking for a good scare. He came expecting a boring night. Neither expected forever. But sometimes, all it takes is one scream, one protective pair of arms, and a ridiculously handsome stranger to discover that the sweetest love stories begin with a little.. ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐š๐ญ ๐…๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐…๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ..~

    ๐‘ป๐’“๐’Š๐’„๐’Œ ๐’๐’“ ๐‘ป๐’“๐’†๐’—๐’๐’“..~

    Roses are red. Violets are blue. Your ex is a psychopath. And heโ€™s still obsessed with you. Meet Trevor Alexander King. Six-foot-six. Tattooed. Filthy rich. Devastatingly handsome. And approximately seventeen psychological evaluations away from being considered boyfriend material. Six months ago, {Y/N} dumped him. Unfortunately, Trevor forgot to participate in the breakup. He still calls her baby. Still sends flowers. Still introduces her as his girlfriend. And his equally unhinged best friend, Zayn? Heโ€™s too busy tormenting her best friend Tiana with marriage proposals to offer any professional assistance. But Halloween is approaching. And Trevor has a mask collection, a suspiciously expensive velvet box, and a plan that should probably concern local authorities. One night. One masked stranger. One ex-boyfriend who refuses to stay in the past. Beneath the disturbing jokes and terrifying devotion lies a love story neither of them has truly recovered from. Because sometimes the scariest thing isnโ€™t the monster hiding behind the mask. Itโ€™s realizing your heart still recognizes him. This Halloween, {Y/N} has two choices: face the boy who broke her heart or run from the man who never stopped loving her. And with Trevor King? Itโ€™s never just trick or treat. Itโ€™s always.. ๐‘ป๐’“๐’Š๐’„๐’Œ ๐’๐’“ ๐‘ป๐’“๐’†๐’—๐’๐’“..~

    Stolen by the king..~

    She stole his wallet. He decided to steal her entire future. She was twenty-three, broke, homeless, and raising a fifteen-year-old sister on stolen sandwiches and blind optimism. He was thirty-two, obscenely wealthy, dangerously handsome, and emotionally available to absolutely nobody. Naturally, she tried to rob him. Unfortunately, Aiden King wasnโ€™t the forgiving type. Fortunately? He was apparently the obsessively in love with a pretty little criminal type. Now sheโ€™s got a billionaire buying her dresses she never asked for, a little sister treating his mansion like an all-inclusive resort, a jealous ex-girlfriend who thinks poverty is contagious, and a handsome businessman determined to make Aiden lose his mind. And Aiden? Heโ€™s discovering that money can buy almost anything. Except the trust of a girl whoโ€™s spent her entire life being abandoned. Because beneath her pretty smile is a girl who learned to go hungry so her sister wouldnโ€™t have to. And beneath his expensive suits is a man willing to burn down his entire empire just to make sure she never cries over an empty plate again. She thinks sheโ€™s too broken for his world. He thinks sheโ€™s the only beautiful thing left in it. She only wanted enough money to survive. He only wanted a reason to feel alive. And somewhere between stolen wallets, jealous billionaires, midnight tears, and a love neither of them knows how to handle, a girl who had nothing finds herself with everything. After a lifetime of having everything taken from her, she never imagined that the first person desperate to keep her would be the very man she tried to rob. Because she thought she was stealing from a king, never realizing sheโ€™d be the one forever.. Stolen by the King..~

    Love, With An Accent..~

    He was the universityโ€™s biggest troublemaker. She was the only girl who wanted him to find a different hobby. Meet Mateo Rivera. Six-foot-four. Puerto Rican. Tattooed. Ridiculously handsome. A devastating smirk, an even more devastating accent, and an unfortunate addiction to manspreading. His English? A work in progress. His flirting? Unfortunately, fluent. And {Y/N}? Sheโ€™d rather fail her entire semester than admit heโ€™s attractive. Unfortunately, Mateo has decided sheโ€™s the love of his life. โ€œMami, why you always so mean to me?โ€ โ€œBecause you keep talking.โ€ โ€œAy, Dios mรญoโ€ฆ so pretty when you angry.โ€ But between stolen kisses, wandering hands, ridiculous jealousy, and a friend group that knows absolutely nothing about minding their business, things get complicated. Especially when Elara Sinclair, the girl Mateo used to spend his nights with, decides she isnโ€™t finished with him. Suddenly, the boy who flirts with everyone has to prove heโ€™s serious about just one girl. And the girl who swore sheโ€™d never fall for him? Might be falling the hardest. Because behind every teasing smile is a boy terrified of not being enough, and behind every sarcastic remark is a girl terrified of being just another name on his list. He knows how to make girls blush. He just doesnโ€™t know how to make this one believe him. And somewhere between broken English, whispered Spanish, jealous tears, and a thousand stolen kisses, {Y/N} discovers that the most beautiful kind of heartbreak might just be.. Love, With an Accent..~

    ๐‘บ๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐‘ญ๐’Š๐’‡๐’•๐’†๐’†๐’..~

    He promised heโ€™d come back. She waited eight years. Apparently, forever had a scheduling conflict. At fifteen, Jude Mitchell had three things: ridiculously wealthy parents, an attitude problem, and a girlfriend he was absolutely convinced heโ€™d marry. {Y/N} was his first kiss. His first love. His first everything. And when his parents decided she wasnโ€™t good enough for their precious little heir? They ripped him away from her. โ€œIโ€™ll come back for you, baby. I swear I will.โ€ Spoiler alert: He did not come back. So she waited. And waited. And eventually stopped waiting. Eight years later, {Y/N} has a college degree within reach, a steady paycheck, wonderful friends, and absolutely no interest in revisiting her teenage heartbreak. Until a charity gala introduces her to a six-foot-seven, tattooed, disgustingly handsome billionaire heir. Jude. Freaking. Mitchell. Her childhood sweetheart. Her first heartbreak. And apparently, puberty had treated that man like a personal investment. Unfortunately for Jude, looking like a walking sin doesnโ€™t erase eight years of abandonment. But thereโ€™s something she doesnโ€™t know. He never forgot her. Never stopped loving her. And the powerful family that tore them apart has been hiding a secret capable of destroying everything. Now Jude is back, armed with money, influence, an unhealthy amount of devotion, and the emotional stability of a man whoโ€™s just discovered his future wife no longer wants him. There will be tears. There will be begging. There will be a terrifyingly powerful man brought to his knees by the girl who used to steal his hoodies. Because she spent eight years learning how to live without him, while he spent eight years trying to find his way back. And no matter how many years pass, how much blood is spilled, or how many promises are broken, some hearts remain hopelessly, devastatingly.. ๐‘บ๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐‘ญ๐’Š๐’‡๐’•๐’†๐’†๐’..~

    ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐จ๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐๐ž๐ ..~

    Marcus Astor is six-foot-seven of pure arrogance, generational wealth, tattooed perfection, and emotional constipation. Heโ€™s also {Y/N}โ€™s college bully. For two years, heโ€™s stolen her food, ruined her mornings, insulted her existence, and flirted with her using the emotional intelligence of a malfunctioning toaster. She hates him. He thinks theyโ€™re practically married. Unfortunately, a housing disaster lands her in his townhouse, and suddenly her biggest nightmare has become her roommate. And Marcus? The idiot is having the best week of his life. Because apparently, tormenting the girl youโ€™re hopelessly obsessed with is much easier when she lives down the hall. Thereโ€™s just one problem. Marcus Astor is ridiculously touch-starved. His hands constantly find her waist, hips, or thighs, and when he canโ€™t touch her, his fingers actually start twitching. โ€œMarcus, get your hands off me.โ€ โ€œCanโ€™t, princess. Doctorโ€™s orders.โ€ โ€œWHAT DOCTOR?โ€ โ€œMe. I googled it.โ€ But beneath the sarcasm, possessiveness, and devastating smirk is a boy whoโ€™s been in love with her for years. And when a cruel secret from their freshman year threatens to destroy everything? Marcus discovers that making a girl hate you is easy. Making her love you after youโ€™ve broken her heart? Thatโ€™s going to cost him every ounce of pride he has. Because the universityโ€™s biggest bully is about to learn what happens when the only girl heโ€™s ever wanted finally walks away. And Marcus Astor? Heโ€™ll get on his knees, swallow his pride, and prove that sometimes the biggest lie a man ever tells himself is that.. ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐จ๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐๐ž๐ ..~

    Paradise After Dark..~

    Ten gorgeous singles. One luxury villa. $250,000 on the line. And approximately zero emotionally stable contestants. {Y/N} came for sunshine, cocktails, and maybe a cute boyfriend. Instead? She got Lorenzo Romano. Six-foot-six. Italian. Tattooed. Rich. Emotionally constipated. And apparently under the impression that coupling up means theyโ€™re legally married. Now there are jealous girls, shameless bombshells, messy love triangles, suspicious exes, and producers who deserve prison sentences for the challenges theyโ€™re creating. Lorenzo claims he doesnโ€™t get jealous. The cameras have determined that was a lie. And when a recoupling threatens to take his girl away? Letโ€™s just say the entire villa is about to witness a six-foot-six Italian man experience his very first public emotional breakdown. Because love is messy, loyalty is optional, and absolutely nobody is sleeping peacefully in Paradise After Dark..~

    Sanctuary..~

    He was Londonโ€™s most dangerous secret. She was Americaโ€™s sweetest runaway. She crossed an ocean to escape the man who nearly destroyed her. New country. New friends. New life. For the first time, {Y/N} was finally happy. Until her birthday. Until the man sheโ€™d spent months running from walked through the doors of a London nightclub. And until Elijah Moore noticed the beautiful American girl trembling across his bar. Billionaire. British. Ruthless. A mafia king whose face remained a mystery to the criminal underworld. Heโ€™d never believed in love. Sheโ€™d forgotten what it felt like to be safe. But when her past comes knocking, Elijah makes one thing terrifyingly clear. โ€œYou crossed an ocean to get away from him, darling. Iโ€™ll make certain you never have to run again.โ€ She was running from a monster. She never expected another to become her Sanctuary..~

    ๐‘ท๐’–๐’๐’„๐’‰ ๐‘ซ๐’“๐’–๐’๐’Œ ๐‘ฐ๐’ ๐‘ณ๐’๐’—๐’†..~

    Dark Romance | Second Chance | Unhinged Humor | UFC Fighter | Intense Yearning Jacob Bonetti has three therapists, one exhausted manager, seventeen unresolved emotional issues, and an ex-fiancรฉe who would rather swallow a cactus than date him again. Understandable. He nearly cheated on her. In his defense? Actually, no. Thereโ€™s no defense. Even his therapist told him to shut up. Two years later, the undefeated UFC heavyweight champion is still rich, ridiculously handsome, dangerously unhinged, and catastrophically in love with the woman who dumped him. Unfortunately, {Y/N} has moved on. Jacob has not. Heโ€™s tried. He really has. But apparently, crying in a Ferrari while listening to breakup songs doesnโ€™t count as emotional growth. Now heโ€™s back, armed with terrible pickup lines, disturbingly good comedic timing, and the romantic determination of a man who should probably be studied in a laboratory. His manager wants to resign. His therapist wants a vacation. His ex wants a restraining order. And Jacob? โ€œBaby, be reasonable. You canโ€™t spell relationship without me. Actually, you can. Gregory just checked. Devastating.โ€ But underneath the sarcasm, inappropriate jokes, and million-dollar smile is a man who would trade every championship belt he owns for one more chance to hear her say she loves him. Because Jacob Bonetti has never lost a fight. Until he lost her. And now the worldโ€™s most feared fighter is discovering that heartbreak hurts significantly worse than getting punched in the face. Especially when the woman holding his heart refuses to give it back. One emotionally unstable champion, one thoroughly unimpressed ex-fiancรฉe, and a love story thatโ€™s about to leave everyone.. ๐‘ท๐’–๐’๐’„๐’‰ ๐‘ซ๐’“๐’–๐’๐’Œ ๐‘ฐ๐’ ๐‘ณ๐’๐’—๐’†..~