Crown Falls

Xander Baston is a notorious playboy with a reputation as the senior bully at the very college where he has become the self-proclaimed king. Aoife Marshall is the new girl in town, instantly capturing the attention of the bad boy and his senior crew. When the bully stakes his target for the new school year, he finds curiosity getting the best of him. As attraction grows for the shy freshman, ego prevents him from admitting his true feelings for the woman who has stolen his heart. It's a story of opposites attracting. Will Aoife be able to soften the heart of the biggest bully on campus? Or will his jealousy, ego, and pride get in the way? Experience the thrill of love and hatred when Xander's dominance clashes with Aoife's innocence. Follow their exciting transition as they journey to discover the strength and power of true love that goes the distance.. * Bully Love *College romance *Slow burn *love pain *Sexual fantasy

An amazing soul, trained intelligent speaker is stuck in a relationship that is eating her up yet she refuses to leave. Why? The memories of how the love journey started and perhaps coinciding with the time she lost her mother made it impossible for her to quit …and she couldn’t help but be more obsessed to making the relationship end up in marriage. Love turns to passion; passion turns to obsession and the epic just begun.

Willow Henderson was never meant to carry the weight of her family's legacy. As the overlooked youngest daughter, she had one forbidden freedom—love. And she gave it to Jack Carter, the untouchable bad boy with a broken past.Jack came from nothing. With a deadbeat father and siblings to raise, hockey was his only way out—until Willow. She made him dream of more, but her powerful family crushed those dreams. When she got pregnant as a teen, they sent her away, forcing her to break Jack’s heart with lies.Years later, Jack is a hockey legend, ruthless and untouchable. Willow’s life has crumbled, and she’s forced to take a job as a sports psychologist—only to come face-to-face with the man she destroyed.But Jack isn’t the boy she left behind. He’s colder. Harder. And when the truth about their child comes out, everything changes.This time, if Willow wants him back, she’ll have to fight for him—before it’s too late.

Born the lowest rank in a kingdom where Alphas rule and Omegas obey, Lyra Dane is sent as a “gift” to the royal brothers of the Ironfang Pack—a peace offering to seal a bloody treaty. Everyone expects her to be a docile concubine, a plaything passed from one brother to the next. But Lyra carries a secret. She is the last surviving heir of the Moonspire bloodline, and she’s spent her entire life training to take back her throne. The palace of the three princes is a nest of lies, assassins and hidden magic. As Lyra uncovers the conspiracy that slaughtered her family, she begins turning each brother against the other, awakening powers she was never supposed to have. Soon all three Alphas want more than her submission—they want her as their mate. Torn between vengeance and desire, Lyra must decide whether to destroy the brothers who could give her back her crown… or surrender to the dangerous pull of their bond and become queen of them all.

Second Book of "5 Princes and I" Rosalie Amber Stan's world is now upside down. Not only is she a suppose to learn about her dead kingdom but she actually has to learn how to use her powers along side her familiar, Custard. Adding to her list of problems; the rogue king, King Ferius, won't stop at nothing until he gets a hold of Rose's blood. So it is now up to the princes to protect her until she learns how to protect herself. Which could take a while with her refusal to cooperate with them. Will Rose be able to master her powers and learn how to defend herself? Will she be able to learn more about her heritage and revive her dead kingdom?

“You’re mad,” I said, staring at him like he had completely lost his mind. A slow smile spread across his face as he stepped closer. “Mad for you.” I almost laughed. “I’m going to get rid of this thing you think you can use to trap me,” I said, my voice calm, steady, and dangerous. “Let’s see how mad for me you are after that.” I turned to leave. “You won’t dare.” That made me stop. Then I smiled. Because he clearly didn’t know me. *** Alexandra Fisher Hale does not lose control. She doesn’t do relationships, she doesn’t do marriage, and she definitely does not do children. To her, emotions are distractions and people are liabilities. Her life is planned, calculated, and completely in her hands… until one moment ruins everything. She faints at her twin brother’s wedding and wakes up to the most ridiculous truth of her life. She’s pregnant. No relationship. No mistake. No explanation. Which begs the question… what is this? The second coming of baby Jesus? Because the last time she checked, that was the only way this made sense. But before she can even figure out how her life turned into a joke, the world already has answers for her. She’s engaged. To a man she hasn’t spoken to in years. A man who is watching her like he has already won. Now her name is everywhere, her reputation is on the line, and every move she makes is being controlled by someone she cannot see yet. But one thing is certain. This is not a coincidence. It’s a trap. And whoever set it… Clearly forgot one thing. Alexandra Fisher Hale does not lose.

For ten years, I bled for my fated mate, Damian. I forged him into an Alpha. I built his pack from nothing. But on the eve of our Blood Moon ceremony, he chose her. He made his first love, Isla—the one who abandoned him—the High Priestess. Not me. He thought I was just some rogue with a knack for magic. He thought he could drain my power, cast me aside, and claim Isla as his true mate. But he forgot who I am. I brokered the treaties. I negotiated the trades. I built the wards that kept them all alive. He and his pack hailed Isla as their savior. They groveled at her feet. They tried to get rid of me. Their plan? Force me to escort a demon to the Abyss of Exile. But he never knew my secret. I'm no rogue. I am the youngest daughter of the Alpha King. I am royalty. So I gave them what they wanted. I walked away. They only started to panic when my wards shattered and their lands were overrun.

Ember Crown of Promise is a sweeping romance fantasy novel about calling, courage and the quite power of sacrificial love. For ten years, the Ember Crown- the ancient symbol of rightful rule has remained cold and with it, the kingdom has withered. Famine spreads, hope falters, and every attempt to force the crown's power has ended in vain. When the Crown finally stirs, it does not awaken for a conqueror or a battle-hardened heir, but for Alina, a reluctant princes who will rather heal than rule. Chosen without seeking power, Alina must navigate a court longing for spectacle and control, where hope is easily weaponized and patience is mistaken for weakness. As she learns that true authority is earned through surrender, not dominance, Alina begins a journey from weak to strong, discovering that bravery often looks like restraint and leadership like service. At her side stands Cael, a disgraced warrior bound by loyalty, respect and an unspoken devotion that deepens as danger grows. Together, they face political intrigue, rising unrest, and enemies who fear a crown that can not be controlled. Blending emotional romance with epic fantasy stakes, the Ember Crown of Promise is a story of a princess and brave warrior showing that destiny is not claimed but carried. With action, faith-aligned themes, and a strong female lead who rises through courage and conviction this novel invites readers into a world where light is costly, love is restrained and hope is forged through promise rather than power.

Christmas Eve was meant to be the culmination of seven years of long-distance longing—the day Lorenzo finally slid an engagement ring onto my finger. Instead, a sudden emergency surgery chained me to the operating table. The patient wasn't just suffering from a premature delivery and catastrophic hemorrhaging; she was riddled with infections, the biological fallout of a reckless, hedonistic lifestyle. The girl on the table spat out orders with a venomous entitlement that made my blood run cold. "My husband is the head of the Corleone family. He’s second to none, and this entire city bows to him. If you can’t save my baby, you’re all dead." My mind went blank. There was only one head of the Corleone family: Lorenzo. "You’ve got the wrong man," I said, my voice wavering despite my frown. "The news said he’s already engaged to a woman from a rival family for a strategic alliance." The girl looked at me as if I’d just told a pathetic joke. She surveyed me with a mocking sneer. "Oh, he’s mentioned that woman. He said she’s like a cold corpse—that even touching her makes him sick to his stomach. She doesn't provide him a fraction of the pleasure I do." She smirked. "He heard something happened to the baby. He’s en route from Sicily right now with his personal detail." She flicked her phone screen open. There it was: a photo of her and Lorenzo, locked in a suffocatingly intimate embrace. I froze. A second later, a notification from Lorenzo vibrated against my palm. “Darlin’, something urgent came up tonight. I’m skipping the engagement dinner. I’ll make it up to you later.” Since they were so utterly in love, I decided to give them exactly what they wanted. I dialed a number that had been silent for three years—the number of the true mastermind of the underworld, Don Sebastian. "Does your proposal from three years ago still stand?"

Sienna Calder swore she’d never touch her father’s world—Dorian Ashford, shipping mogul and billionaire king, left her mom to rot while he built his empire. She’s there to curse his grave when he dies, not to claim a dime. But his will traps her, naming her co-heir to his $50 billion legacy alongside Roman Valtieri, the brooding, hard-edged protégé who’s clawed his way into Dorian’s shadow—and now into hers. They’re to run the empire together or lose it all, and Sienna hates him for it: too slick, too close, every look a spark she doesn’t want. Then a letter from Dorian’s cold hand ignites the fire—he was murdered, and Roman’s name’s scratched beside the truth. A silver key and a vial of blood—hers, his—drag her deeper, promising answers locked in Ashford estate.But the walls crash in fast: Ezra Locke, a scarred snake with a grin like a blade, wants that key, and he’ll drown the place to get it. Roman’s her lifeline—gun drawn, hands steady, pulling her from the flood—and she loathes how his touch burns, how his voice steadies her when the water’s at her throat. Caught between rage and a pull she can’t name, Sienna fights the heat growing with every near miss—Roman’s too damn solid, too damn close, and she’s torn between shoving him away and pulling him in. The empire’s crumbling, the cliff’s falling, and Ezra’s not the only shadow circling—something darker watches, waiting. Love’s a gamble when blood’s the stake, and Sienna’s playing with a deck her father rigged. Can she trust Roman’s hands to hold her up, or will the crown they’re fighting for crush them both in its ashes?