Bridge For Dummies

On the day my boyfriend, Antonio Vinci, proposes to me, his adoptive sister, Lucia Falcone, remarks on a whim, "How romantic. It makes me want to get married now as well." On the very same night, Antonio gives me an agreement. "You should leave. Here's a 50-million-dollar compensation. I'm going to get married soon." If this were to happen in the past, I'd have kicked up a huge ruckus and threatened to take my own life if Antonio didn't marry me. But now, I just ask for another 50 million dollars calmly. When I'm about to sign the agreement, I hear Antonio talking on the phone in another language. "Thank goodness I gave Daniela a marriage agreement. Otherwise, she'd seriously think I'd break up with her. I knew that Daniela would be perfect as my wife. She's obedient and docile, just like a loyal mutt. "As for Lucia, I can give her everything but a legitimate position by my side." My hand pauses momentarily. Then, I scribble Lucia's name on the agreement. What Antonio doesn't know is that I have an ongoing bet with Lucia. If I can ensnare Antonio's heart in ten years, she will back out of our relationship. If I fail to do so, I'll disappear permanently from their lives.

Crossing Lines is a dark, seductive romance where power, obsession, and secrets blur the line between love and control. Lana Reyes, a driven NYU law student with a desperate need to stay afloat, takes a job at Vortex, Manhattan’s most exclusive underground club. She never expects to catch the eye of Nathan Cross—ruthless billionaire, Vortex’s elusive owner, and a man who doesn’t do second encounters. But when their worlds collide, the pull is magnetic. What begins as a dangerous game of dominance and desire spirals into something neither of them can control. As Lana falls deeper into Nathan’s world of power, secrets, and seduction, she must decide how far she's willing to go—and what lines she's willing to cross—to survive it. In a world where love is a weapon and trust is a risk, Crossing Lines is a provocative ride that will leave you breathless and begging for more.

Elara Duval lives two lives. By day, she’s the invisible stepdaughter in a family that dismisses her. By night, she’s ShadowByte, the most elusive hacker in the digital underworld. Anonymous. Untouchable. Safe. Or so she thinks. Damon Cross rules his empire with an iron fist. The billionaire CEO of CrossTech is brilliant, arrogant, and mercilessly calculated. His empire thrives on power, but when a cyberattack threatens everything he’s built, he sets his sights on the one ghost who could save him: ShadowByte. When their paths collide, sparks turn to fire. Their battle of wills is as dangerous as it is magnetic. He sees her as a puzzle he must control. She sees him as the kind of man she swore to never bow to. But when a public scandal forces them into a contract marriage, the thin line between hate and desire begins to blur. What happens when the man who never loses falls for the woman who refuses to be owned? And when Elara’s secret identity risks exposure, will the truth destroy them, or set them free? Crossed Lines is a contemporary romance full of drama, badgirl energy, hidden identity tension, and hate-to-love chemistry, where girl power collides with the arrogance of a billionaire CEO, and the stakes are nothing less than love, loyalty, and freedom.

Theodore Thatcher is a man used to getting what he wants—money, power, control. As a self-made billionaire, There's one thing he can't easily claim—his inheritance. To secure it, he must marry before turning 30. With no interest in commitment, Theodore decides to solve the problem his way—by making a deal with Nadia Vaccaro. Nadia, desperate to help her sick brother and pay off mounting medical bills, has no choice but to agree when Theodore offers her a proposition she can’t refuse: pretend to be his wife, and in return, he’ll cover her brother’s medical expenses. It’s a cold, transactional arrangement. No emotions. No complications. Just a game. But as their lives intertwine, the lines between what’s real and what’s fake begin to blur. Nadia finds herself drawn to Theodore, the man who holds her fate in his hands, while Theodore discovers that his feelings toward Nadia might not be as indifferent as he thought. With everything at stake, Nadia must decide: will she remain in Theodore’s game, or will she walk away before it consumes her? And Theodore, for all his wealth and control, must face the truth of what he’s willing to sacrifice to keep the woman who has become more than just a pawn in his game.

I, my best friend, and my girlfriend are in our fourth year at the same law firm. People jokingly call us "The Three Musketeers". When colleagues egg us on to play "Never Have I Ever", my best friend, Owen Steele, is the first to speak. "Never have I ever been Chelsea's best partner." I respond with a smile, "Never have I ever been her live-in boyfriend." Owen doesn't back down. "Never have I ever been driven to and from work by her." My smile freezes, and I fold one finger down. For four whole years, my girlfriend, Chelsea Moran, always uses different work schedules as an excuse to make me take the bus and the subway. Owen ignores my pale face and continues, "Never have I ever talked with Chelsea for eight hours a day. Never have I ever stayed up all night with her three times a week. Never have I ever bought the red lingerie she wears." The whole room erupts in laughter and then falls into an eerie silence. By now, I only have one finger left standing. Owen leans in close and suddenly smiles. "Never have I ever had her meet my parents instead of yours on Independence Day." My breath catches. I turn to look at Chelsea, who remains expressionless. No wonder she doesn't answer my calls and even breaks the industry taboo by turning off her phone for 24 hours. It turns out she is off meeting her new in-laws. My fingers are all down now, and I walk away right in front of Chelsea.

“You chose them over me,” Jules whispered, her voice breaking as Adrian walked away, “and now I’m paying for both our choices.” The bro code was simple: teammates don't touch each other's sisters. Jules Rowan broke it anyway. Adrian Cross was supposed to be her brother's best friend, not hers. The brooding transfer student with eyes and secrets carved into his skin. He was off-limits in every way that mattered. But Jules was tired of being the perfect coach's daughter, so she pursued him. Seduced him and made him break every rule for her. One stolen kiss in the equipment room changed everything. Now her father won't speak her name, her brother wants Adrian's blood, and the entire campus treats her like a disease. She's broke, homeless, and friendless—the girl who destroyed a championship team for selfish love. But the cruelest cut isn't the public humiliation or family abandonment. It's watching Adrian look at her like she's his biggest regret. They say she's getting what she deserves for breaking the bro code. Maybe they're right. But some hearts are worth burning down the world for—even if you're the only one left standing in the ashes.