Innermost Circle

Blair is the wild child of a successful IT developer and a perfectionist socialist mother. Everyone in their circle has their life designed for them except Blair, who even in college didn’t know what she wanted to be. A one night stand leaves her pregnant, and she finds out the father is not who he seems to be. It was supposed to be one night for Alpha Lucian, he didn’t even bother asking for her name but he couldn’t get her out of his mind and he plans on keeping her by his side, no matter what it takes. When he finds out she is having his child, it just makes his ploy easier. But he should know, what you see is not what you get when it comes to people. And maybe her small town of rich socialists have more to it than what meets the eye. They certainly have skeletons in their closets. Just how scary are they? EXCERPT: “This is your fucking fault!” I scream at the suited man standing in front of me. I would normally pride myself with being a level headed person. His little amused smile on the other hands makes me want to tear through his skin until there is nothing but bones. “I never wanted any of this. I don’t want you, get that through your thick skull.” He takes a step forward and all the other colorful words I planned to haul at him disappear from my brain. This, this is exactly why I can’t stand the man! He is insufferable and I hate that I want him so much. My body aches with the need whenever he is near. “Why don’t you repeat that? Directly to my face.”

When Ariella Quell awakens after six centuries in cryostasis on the alien world of New Nova, her memories are fragments—a fortune teller's prophecy, a nightclub called Le Glow, and green eyes like shattered starlight. The devastating truth: she and Prince Costa have been awakened and memory-wiped three times over 600 years, their love deemed too dangerous to exist. Ariella believes she's human until her abilities awaken, revealing the truth—she's a hybrid, daughter of the long-lost Princess Celeste of Solmere. Her very existence threatens the rigid separation between humans and Novans that keeps the ruling Council in power. When Costa awakens, their incomplete soul bond—interrupted during an ancient binding ritual—begins reasserting itself. As they flee through Voidhaven's impossible architecture to complete what was begun centuries ago, they discover their love story was never just about them. They were meant to be living proof that the two species could evolve together. But Lord Vexan and the Inner Circle will stop at nothing to maintain the separation that preserves their power. As Ariella's royal heritage is revealed and her hybrid abilities fully manifest, she and Costa must complete their binding ritual in the mystical Nexus—the same place where they were torn apart. Their love has survived 600 years of imprisonment, three memory wipes, and the collapse of civilizations. Now, as ancient networks reawaken across New Nova, their completed bond threatens to change not just their world, but the very nature of what it means to be human—or alien. A sweeping alien romance about love that transcends time, species, and the forces determined to keep them apart. Perfect for fans of alien romance, fated mates, and epic love stories that span centuries.

Alexander Guerriero: Being in the mafia promises a certain type of lifestyle, certain expectations. Along with the respect, the money, the women, also comes the darker side with the danger, the violence, the blood. But above all else, there are the Rules. As the Boss, I need to ensure my empire in the crime underworld remains in order. If not, it shows weakness, tempting the vultures circle and take my empire from me. Because there is no mercy. Ever. So, when I discover one of my soldiers has done me dirty, stealing my goods, I need to make an example of him. No one breaks my Rules! Yet, what happens when it is me who begins to break the Rules? As the Boss, am I above them? Or will my empire come crumbling down because she walked into my life. Rain Coleman: As a romance writer, going to Italy should have been fun. It should have been inspiring for my next best seller! I wish I could say it is why I went to Italy. My brother had basically ghosted me, worried me, for the last five years. So, when I discovered he was there, I packed my bags and went out to find him. Yet, when I do, I discover he’s a member of the mafia, and I’m suddenly dragged into that dark world. Especially, when the Boss has sent for my brother. The Boss, whose molten, dark eyes stir something deep inside me that I can’t deny. And with his confusing demand to keep me around in exchange for my brother’s life, I find myself breaking my promise that I made three years ago to protect my heart.

I went through surgery at the hospital 99 times because of my boyfriend's fetish. He promised to marry me after the 100th round. I was filled with joy when the final procedure was finished. This was our 100th round of intimacy, and I wanted to give Chad Simmons an unforgettable night. I quietly pushed open the doors of our villa. I heard laughter coming from inside the house and my name being mentioned. It made me pause in my step. "You've got the most high-end social butterfly of the upper social circle wrapped around your little finger, Chad. She's really stupid enough to believe that you'll marry her. "Will she go mad when she finds out that she isn't your bride half a month from now? Will she get her old lovers to destroy your company?" Chad took a puff of his cigarette and said with a smile, "She would never dare to do something like that. I have videos of her sleeping with 99 men. If she does anything to me, I'll post those videos online and make her famous." "You're incredible, Chad! She probably has no idea that she slept with a bunch of old men instead of you!" Everyone started heaping praises on how impressive Chad was. I was stunned. No wonder Chad fed me a glass of milk every time before we slept together. It was to keep me from resisting. I tore up my surgery report and turned to leave. Since I was not his bride, I would make his wishes come true and marry someone else.

They tried to erase her. She survived. Raised in a place designed to break children, she grows up learning one rule above all else: endure quietly. Hunger is discipline. Pain is routine. Obedience is survival. She doesn’t know her real name, her family, or why certain men with clean shoes and cold eyes always seem to be watching. Until the night she runs. Bleeding, hunted, and half-dead, she escapes an institution that was never meant to let her live past usefulness. What she doesn’t know is that the symbol burned into her skin isn’t a punishment it’s a claim. A mark left by a powerful underground network that doesn’t lose what it owns. Her collapse brings her into the path of three brothers who rule the city’s shadows men whose wealth buys silence, whose violence is surgical, and whose loyalty to blood is absolute. At first, she’s just another wounded stranger pulled from the streets. Then one brother recognizes the mark. And everything changes. Because years ago, the brothers tried to dismantle a trafficking empire known only as The Circle. They thought it was gone. They were wrong. The girl they saved isn’t a random survivor she’s a missing investment. A living mistake The Circle intends to reclaim. As fragments of her past surface, a terrifying truth emerges: she wasn’t abandoned as a child. She was stolen. Trained. Conditioned. And when she escaped, she didn’t just save herself she reignited a war. Hunted by a network that erases people without a trace, and protected by men who don’t lose once they claim something as theirs, she must decide whether she’ll keep running… or turn and burn everything that tried to own her.

Candice Harper’s world shatters when her mother remarries billionaire Sanna d’Agostino just weeks after divorcing her beloved father. Uprooted from New York to a glittering Los Angeles mansion, the 17-year-old senior vows to endure one year of this gilded cage before escaping to college—and freedom. But freedom becomes a distant dream the moment she locks eyes with her new stepbrother: Mantovani d’Agostino, the infamous mafia underboss hiding behind a polished facade of wealth. Mantovani is a storm wrapped in control—ruthless, volatile, and haunted by a darkness he refuses to name. Ordered by his father to play English teacher at Candice’s elite academy while hunting the sheriff dismantling their empire, he plans to despise the innocent girl invading his world. One glance at her fragile beauty among the lilies, however, ignites a forbidden fire he can’t extinguish. She’s off-limits. She’s, his stepsister. Yet every shared breath in their opulent prison tightens the noose of desire around his throat. As Candice navigates a life of bodyguards, paparazzi, and a mother obsessed with status, she’s drawn to the brooding enigma who fleas from her presence yet watches her like she’s prey. Strange midnight visits, heated glances, and whispered commands blur the line between protection and possession. Mantovani fights to bury his hunger, but the mafia’s shadows creep closer—enemies circle, secrets unravel, and a single misstep could destroy them both. In a world where loyalty is blood and love is a death sentence, Candice and Mantovani must choose to surrender to the inferno threatening to consume them… or burn the empire down trying to resist.

"I'll do anything!" she pleads, grabbing my hands. "I'll do anything. Just let him go. He made a mistake." "That's not an excuse. It was a costly mistake." "Please. I'll do anything you want. Anything at all." I let the silence hang in the air between us as I think carefully, my eyes drawn to how firm and full her tits are. "Anything, princess?" She lets go of my hands and straightens, raising her chin. I watch as she swallows nervously. "Y-Yes. Anything at all." I raise my fingers to her face, smearing my thumbs with her tears. I trail them down her strong jaw, to her throat, over the small hollow between her collarbones, the skin of her chest, stopping between her tits. I circle the spot quietly while she holds her breath, perhaps in anticipation. "Would you let me fuck you, Titania?" — Feisty, yet innocent Titania Williams is best known for being at the wrong place at the wrong time, and this time she's getting more than she bargained for. When her dear Uncle Patrick betrays one of the most powerful Mafia Lords in New York, Kristoff Stavkros, Titania is caught unexpectedly in the underworld web of crimes and deceit. To save her uncle's life, she makes Kristoff an offer. She'll be his for a month. Thirty days, he owns her body. Stupid, right? But Titania plays by the rules. But how can she come out victorious when Kristoff keeps changing the rules and is hell-bent on making her his forever?

Tate flirts with danger the same way he flirts with men. Recklessly. So when his father’s debts land him in the hands of Enzo Moretti, a cold-blooded mafia boss with a smile as sharp as his threats, Tate should be terrified. Instead, he flirts harder, hiding sharp eyes behind thick glasses like he doesn’t see the monster watching him. But he does. He always did. Enzo is no ordinary criminal. He’s a werewolf with a body built to break, a past soaked in blood, and a temper barely kept in check. Tate is supposed to be collateral—silent, obedient, forgotten. But Tate? He’s loud, shameless, stubborn enough to make Enzo feel. For months, they circle each other—clashing, teasing, burning. Enzo should’ve killed him, but instead, he steals him. Holds him. Breaks him open until their craving for each other twists between punishment and pleasure, until need feels like worship, and pain starts to taste like love. Then, when Tate thinks he’s escaped, when he thinks he’s free—Enzo lets him go. When someone else tries to take what’s already his, Enzo doesn’t hesitate. He drags Tate back, and now the boy wears his name, carries his ring, and sleeps in his bed. Maybe Tate should hate him. But he doesn’t. Because he never wanted gentle. He never wanted safe. He wanted this—blinding, consuming desire. And Enzo? He doesn’t let go. Not when he’s tasted him. Marked him. Owned him. Because monsters like him don’t share. Not even with their own blood.

He broke the bond. Now, her brothers will break his empire. Sierra Vaughn was the Steele Pack’s best-kept secret—a "wolfless" Omega who served her Alpha husband, Cameron Steele, with a quiet, devastating devotion. For three years, she endured his cold stares and the pack’s whispered insults, all for the sake of a fated match he refused to acknowledge. But the night she finally discovers she’s carrying his heirs—twins with a scent more powerful than any Alpha in history—Cameron delivers a killing blow. He demands a Severance of the Mate Bond to marry a "worthy" high-ranker, Lexi Hart. Left for dead and exiled into the winter wilderness, Cameron expects Sierra to fade into a memory. Instead, he ignites a war. Because Sierra Vaughn isn’t an Omega. She is the True Lunar Heiress of the legendary Vaughn Circle—the most ancient, lethal, and wealthy Great-Pack in the Northlands. And she has six overprotective Alpha brothers who have been waiting for the moment she finally comes home. Landon, the Real Estate Titan, who builds her a fortress. Miles, the Tech Genius, who silences Cameron’s communications. Dr. Aaron, the Healer, who vows to keep her and her pups safe at any cost. Julian, Cole, and Ryder, who use their fame and power to dismantle the Steele Pack’s reputation, brick by bloody brick. As Sierra transforms from a discarded wife into a Sovereign Queen, her scent becomes an intoxicating drug that Cameron can no longer ignore. He’s feral with regret, desperate to reclaim the mate he threw away. But Sierra is no longer a submissive wolf. She’s a Vaughn. And if Cameron wants a second chance, he’ll have to crawl through a gauntlet of ten protective Alphas just to catch a glimpse of the throne

Emily Carter was the quiet girl no one noticed. She lived in the shadows, buried in books, dreaming of love she thought she would never have. Then Ayden Cole, the golden boy of her college, made her believe she finally mattered. He made her laugh, made her dream, made her fall. But it was all a lie. A cruel bet. A game to humiliate her in front of the world. One night of betrayal destroyed Emily. One fall from the bridge should have ended her story. But fate had other plans. She was saved by Jaxon Reed, a dangerous biker with secrets in his eyes. She was remade by Victor Blackwood, the ruthless mafia king who ruled the city with fear and fire. “You can die as Emily Hart… or be reborn as someone no one dares to touch...” Victor told her, and she chose rebirth, when Emily looked in the mirror again, she was no longer Emily Carter. She was Scarlett. Bold. Beautiful. Untouchable. Back on campus, no one knows who she really is. Not Ayden, who suddenly wants the girl he cannot have. Not Kelsey, the ex-bully who feels her crown slipping. But Jaxon—the man who saved her, knows, and so does Victor: cold, powerful, twice her age. He should have stayed away, but the more he tries to resist her, the more he burns. Scarlett came back for revenge, but the game is no longer simple. Desire is dangerous. Enemies circle closer. Love feels like a loaded gun in the wrong hands. And in the end, Scarlett must choose, between the boy who broke her, the biker who saved her, and the mafia king who might destroy her heart… But what if the real danger is not losing herself to revenge, but to love, or maybe desire?