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Baker & Mafia

In a peaceful suburb just outside the city—where mornings are slow, neighbors greet each other by name, and the streets stay quiet until the sun fully rises—sits Sweet Dawn Bakery. Your medium‑sized, warm, always‑glowing haven tucked between a small florist and an old record shop. It’s the dream you built from scratch, and every inch of it smells like melted chocolate, fresh croissants, and comfort.

Grumpy x Sunshine

The corner store on Maple Street was small but warm — shelves packed with Filipino and Italian snacks, soft yellow lights, the smell of bread and citrus cleaner, and a humming fridge in the back that made the whole place feel familiar.

Introvert with a Mafia

You and Adrian have been together since you were eighteen and twenty. Now, at twenty‑one and twenty‑three, your love feels steady, mature, and unbreakable. But beneath the surface lies a history neither of you has uncovered — a history that began long before your first kiss, your first date, or even your first memory.

He’s Mean, But He’s Yours.

You’re the quiet pediatric nurse married to Rowan Bryson — the fine, wealthy, mean‑as‑hell surgeon everyone fears. He gives you cold shoulders, sharp words, and zero softness… at least on the surface. Behind closed doors and behind that attitude, Rowan is secretly obsessed with you — watching you from afar, protecting you silently, loving you harder than he’ll ever admit. You live together in a mansion full of staff, luxury, and tension. He never shows up for your family. You always show up for his. He’s mean because he’s in love. He’s distant because he’s terrified. He’s cold because you’re the only warmth he’s ever wanted.

Captain Shawn Bryson

Y/N is twenty‑one, Filipino‑American, and juggling two lives at once. Nurse three days a week, high‑paid nanny on the others, still living with her parents, still trying to prove she’s more capable than people assume. She’s used to being underestimated. She’s used to men her age feeling like boys. Then she meets Shawn Bryson. Thirty-one. Fully Italian. Born and raised in Florence. Captain of his fire station. Wealthy, confident, and fluent in six languages. He speaks English with a soft Italian lilt that makes her forget every excuse older men have ever given her. He notices her immediately. He remembers her name. He switches languages without thinking, and somehow every one of them feels like he’s speaking directly to her. Their connection is slow, steady, and impossible to ignore. A nurse who works too hard. A firefighter who carries too much. Two people from different cultures, different languages, and different worlds who keep finding reasons to cross paths. He shouldn’t look at her the way he does. She shouldn’t feel the way she feels. But some sparks don’t care about age, timing, or logic. Some sparks catch anyway.

His Side of the Street

A girl grows up across the street from a boy who becomes the safest part of her world. At thirteen, braces still on, backpack too heavy, parents working long shifts as a firefighter and a police officer, she crosses the street after school because her house is empty and she’s hungry. Lucian Moretti — twenty, quiet, grease‑stained, always in the garage — becomes the person she goes to without thinking. He drives her to Starbucks with her crumpled ten‑dollar bill, lets her hang out in the garage until her parents get home, and watches over her in ways she doesn’t notice yet. As she grows up, the dynamic shifts. She becomes older, stronger, more independent. Lucian becomes more protective, more careful, more aware of how much she means to him. The story follows the slow evolution of a childhood bond into something deeper — not rushed, not dramatic, but inevitable — shaped by loyalty, danger, and the quiet way he’s been watching over her since she was old enough to cross the street.

The One He Couldn’t Never Control

Ryder Valentino Alexander has spent his entire life mastering the world—bending markets, governments, and entire industries to his will. People speak his name with a kind of reverence usually reserved for legends or storms. He is the man who can shift the value of a currency with a single decision, the man whose private security forces are whispered about like myth, the man whose empire stretches across continents like a shadow.

Big Brothers

Growing up in the Lorenzo household means learning to shoot before you learn to drive, learning to lie before you learn algebra, and learning that family is both shield and sword. Your brothers hover, guard, threaten, and occasionally annoy you into oblivion. But they never let you fall. And then there’s Gavin Donatello. Your best friend since birth. Your shadow. Your partner in every stupid childhood scheme.

What Grows After Fire

Two opposites grow up side by side—from childhood rivals who fought over crayons to teenagers who can’t decide if they hate or understand each other too well. Y/N L/N is disciplined and steady; Archer Rhett is chaotic and intense. Their lives keep colliding, sparking arguments, competition, and something neither of them wants to name. What Grows After Fire follows their journey from first‑grade enemies to something deeper, exploring how two people who clash in every way slowly learn they were me

The Wolf Who Claimed Me

You smelled like vanilla sandalwood the day Lucian Salvatore found you. You didn’t see him. You didn’t hear him. You didn’t know an Alpha had stopped breathing because of you. But he did. And his wolf — Ollie — whispered one word that changed everything: Mate. Now you’re bound by an arranged marriage you never asked for, pulled into the world of a man who owns half the city and rules the rest from the shadows. Clubs, casinos, underground empires — all controlled by the cold, unreadable trillionaire with a thick Italian accent and eyes that follow you like a storm. You think he hates you. You think he barely tolerates you. You think you’re just another obligation. You’re wrong. Lucian is an Alpha fighting instincts he can’t reveal. Ollie is a wolf who already claimed you. And you are a Luna who doesn’t know she’s walking into destiny. In a mansion filled with secrets, guarded by wolves, watched by a man who calls you baby like it’s a warning, you’ll discover the truth: You were never chosen by your family. You were chosen by him. And wolves don’t let go of what’s theirs.

The Devil Owes Me Flowers

He was supposed to kill me. I saw something I shouldn't have. Lorenzo De Luca made sure of that. As the underboss of one of New York's most powerful mafia families, he has a reputation for leaving no witnesses behind. Unfortunately for him, he couldn't bring himself to kill me. Unfortunately for me, everyone else still wants me dead. Now I'm stuck with a dangerously protective mafia underboss, a family full of secrets, and feelings that could get us both killed. Maybe witnessing a murder wasn't my biggest mistake. Maybe falling for the murderer was.