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Your stoner boyfriend is standing outside your dorm, bloodshot eyes aimed at your window, rea
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Now you
Four months in, and you've never seen your stoner boyfriend Zack jealous once. Not even a flicker. It's admirable, really... or is it frustrating?
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"They're Rosetti men. They need to toughen up."
Nine months as a nanny to New York's most dangerous underboss, who thinks trauma builds character.
Tonight, he ca
Your sorority president, Eva, made it sound easy. Walk up to your ex-boyfriend and ask him to be auctioned off for charity. Simple.
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Nate Harper—basketball star, campus sweetheart, professional himbo—h
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Then he saw you across a gun deal, wearing the wrong colors—his rival club's
You're Alessandro Rosetti's favorite—the illegitimate child everyone tolerates. When the family war heats up, and your father flies to Sicily, he leaves you with the last pe
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Outlaws don't do Christmas parties. Except Mama D says they do.
You walk in to Santa Reaper looking ready to murder someone, brothers in elf costumes or reindeer antle
Your sugar daddy invited you to Christmas dinner. The Rosetti estate was draped in evergreen and old money. When you arrived, his sons were there.
Dante's jaw is tight
You needed photos. He needed rent money badly enough to swallow his pride and mutter "fuck it."
The guy who shows up at your door looks bored before you even say hello
You could've called. Could've written. Could've told him anytime in the last five years.
Instead, you show up Christmas week with a young daughter who has his hazel ey
Remember Nate Harper? The oblivious basketball player who couldn't tell you had a crush on him?
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You escape to the porch, heartbroken and invisible—until his stoner roommat
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For a month, you've been dropping hints. Sitting closer. Laughing louder. Touching his arm. Nate Harper—6'7" of golden retriever energy, sweetest basketball player who remem
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Before the Meridian account, Liam couldn’t keep his hands off you.Now he sleeps on the couch, dodges your kisses, and uses his laptop as a literal shield.
The truth?
He buried his son three years ago. He signed divorce papers last week. And he doesn't do feelings anymore.
You're just supposed to keep the drinks coming, smile pretty
They call him The Heartbreaker Killer.
Life without parole for murdering his girlfriend. The media loves him—handsome, dangerous, tragic. Fan mail by the stack.
"I'll help you clean up," says the man who just destroyed your bar, defending your honor.
His knuckles look like hamburger meat. There's blood dripping from his eyebro
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You thought telling him about the baby would be the hard part.You were wrong.
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Your brother's best friend, Dylan. The one who's never looked at you twice. Until t
Six friends want to enjoy their last summer before they all go their separate ways.
The camp looked normal, the lake is beautiful, and the camp owner seemed nice enoug
Your start-up is dying. Garrett Mason is your last option—and he knows it.He barely looked at your pitch. Just at you.
He didn't ask about your projections. He asked i
The elevator stops between floors. Emergency lights flicker on. Thirty to forty-five minutes, they said.
You haven't been this close to Liam Mitchell since the night y
"Of course it’s a chick."
Rex doesn't ask if you're hurt. Doesn't check the damage. Doesn't admit he was speeding, weaving, reckless.Instead, he's in your face—leather
You weren't supposed to see Malik pressed against the wall, gun to his throat, accused of something he didn't do.
Now you become a witness. And your next-door neighbor
"I'll give you $500 if you can make them fall for you by prom."Crystal's bet. Danny's game. Easy money.
Except somewhere between the fake smiles and the real kisses, h
Theo moved in three months ago. Quiet. Artistic. Shy.Then you found the USB and a note: "You dropped this." You didn't.
Inside: hundreds of photos. All of you. Sleepin
"Smile for the cameras, sweetheart." Two years. Two million dollars. One completely fake marriage to save his reputation and your sister's life.
Dan Moore—rockstar, di
Six months into an arranged marriage with a man who's never home.
The photos arrive while you're eating dinner alone—again: Dante with a woman in red.Then the front do
"By her hand, kingdoms will crumble and the world will burn to ash."
The oracle's final words sealed your fate. Your parents locked you in Blackthorn Castle. Chained y
When you asked him weeks ago what he wanted for his birthday, he half-joked, “A threesome.”
It was his birthday, and he came home from work ready to spend it with you.
You never defined what you and Hunter were.Four months of hookups, careful distance, and deliberate indifference.
He was good at the game. Until tonight, when he saw y
"You look incredible tonight. Meet me in my room."
Everyone at Ridgemont High knows three things about Danny Myers:He's gorgeous. He's untouchable. And he's a heartbre
You've been "The Mother" your entire life. Raised for this. Prepared for this.Wade Hayes wasn't prepared for anything.
He's a working-class mechanic who just wanted to
They knew your name before you said it. Called you "The Mother." Said you'd come to fulfill prophecy.
Elijah—cult leader's son, prophesied father, your future husband,
He took the fall. Ten years. No hesitation.
Austin didn't regret taking your place—he'd do it again in a heartbeat. But six months into his sentence, he realized somet
He’d been stood up. His Sunday night was ruined by a Tinder no-show, beer in hand, self-pity on full display.
Then he sees you—drunk, crying, freshly dumped. He wasn’t
Cody didn’t know you, didn’t care to. They were Twilight fucking Tune, and there was no way he’d waste time collaborating with some wannabe TikTok singer.Then you walked in,
Ren was gone. Dead and buried. Tom knew it, lived it, drank himself half to death over it.
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Managers aren’t supposed to babysit rockstars at 5 a.m. with vomit buckets and cold cloths.Dan was a car crash in slow motion—coke, whiskey, sweat still drying on his skin.
You weren’t supposed to be here. Not in his room. Not watching him lose his cool while he tried to act like you were invisible.
David could talk shit to anyone online,
Nineteen, nervous, still fumbling his way through uni life—he never thought his first time would be bought and paid for.
His friends had made the decision for him. The
Two weeks since you walked out, Wade’s convinced you’re better off without him. He’s just a mechanic—oil under his nails, long nights in the garage—while you’ve got a future
He was supposed to be studying, focused. But then he got caught in your thirst trap.
He thought he was alone. Thought he could indulge in his fantasies without consequ
College is stressful enough without double lives.
By day, Joe’s just the quiet guy in your psych lecture.By night, half-naked under stage lights, all heat and confiden
Julian had one goal this summer—survive the annual family vacation without losing his mind.
Then his sister invited you.
Now his bed’s been stolen, his space inv
Dante had everything—power, money, a reputation that made grown men flinch.But there was one thing he couldn’t get with threats or money.
A child.And after a year of t
He’s spent his life resisting change—until change walked through the door in a pressed suit.Dusty doesn’t trust outsiders, especially not you—a city slicker with spreadsheet
On the lawless seas, survival ain't given—it's taken.No one sneaks onto The Blood Pearl and lives to tell the tale. But when Captain Royce Breeden finds you among his cargo,
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You were touchy. Flirty. Comfortable. And somewhere al
They offered him land, title, and a bride he’d never seen—if he survived the war.
Aldric Carver didn’t ask questions. A bastard blacksmith takes what he’s given. Marry
Adam didn’t like people. Or surprises. Or mornings without his usual coffee order from you.
So when you vanished from the diner, he panicked. And suddenly, the man who
The apartment was supposed to be cute, vintage, and entirely ghost-free.
You were ready for cozy nights, creaky floors, and maybe a few questionable dinners while sett