Hope is all we have left. No one knows how to help, where help is, or if they will ever get help. Some ask a mighty being above to help. Someone who probably doesn't exist. But it gives us hope and the courage to keep moving forward. This story is about trying to survive during a zombie apocalypse. Any ideas or critique is welcome 🤗

Tessa Whitmore has everything money, beauty, popularity, and a reputation sharp enough to keep everyone at a distance. People call her mean, dramatic, impossible. She stopped trying to prove them wrong a long time ago. Jacqueline "Jack" Carter is the opposite. A science major with bruised knuckles, a sharp tongue, and the confidence to be exactly who she is. Openly lesbian, unapologetically herself, and somehow more popular than the queen of the campus. When Jack arrives, Tessa's perfect world starts to crack. What begins as rivalry slowly turns into something far more dangerous because Jack sees right through her. And Tessa Whitmore has never been good at letting anyone see the real her. In a season where leaves fall and things change, some people fall too.

"In a room full of people begging for his wealth, she was the only one fighting for her life against tequila." Thirty-five-year-old Aiven Vance has everything-ruthless power, striking high-fashion looks, and a multi-billion-dollar New York empire. But behind his cold, flawless exterior lies a dark medical secret: a severe, psychological allergy to the touch of any woman. One accidental brush against his skin is enough to trigger a life-threatening panic attack and cause his skin to break out into hives. When his aristocratic mother threatens to strip away his corporate voting rights unless he marries and produces a grandson by next month, Aiven finally snaps. Drunk and frustrated at an elite Manhattan nightclub, he walks out onto the VIP balcony with a duffel bag full of cash. Flinging millions into the air, his voice thunders over the bass: "Who wants to be my wife?!" Below him, the club turns into a chaotic warzone as greedy crowds claw at the floating bills like hungry animals. But Aiven's icy dark eyes lock onto a lone figure in the far corner. Elena Rios is clad in a sleek black dress, completely ignoring the falling fortune. She isn't acting out of high moral dignity-she is violently, aggressively hungover and using every ounce of her willpower not to throw up right onto the marble bar. Amused and instantly entranced by her absolute indifference to his billions, Aiven marches down the VIP stairs, pushes through the crowd, and commands: "You'll be my wife."

Summer 1989. Everyone in Saint Hollow knows Dean Mercer. The mechanic with blood on his knuckles and trouble stitched into his skin. By day, he works at his father's garage just outside town. By night, he disappears into underground fights held in abandoned warehouses off Route 17,leaving with bruises, broken ribs, and more rumors trailing behind him than anyone can keep up with. People say Dean Mercer is dangerous. They say he drinks too much, fights too hard, and ruins every girl stupid enough to get close to him. Roxanne Hart has no interest in becoming one of them. Working late shifts at Cherry Diner and saving every dollar she can is supposed to be her way out of Saint Hollow. She doesn't have time for town disasters in leather jackets and dirty white tank tops, especially ones who walk into her diner at two in the morning covered in blood and acting like they own the place. But Dean Mercer looks at Roxanne differently. Too intensely. Too long. Like she's something worth wrecking himself for. What starts as sharp insults and slammed coffee mugs turns into midnight drives beneath neon lights, bruised knuckles in diner kitchens, and a dangerous attraction neither of them can seem to escape. Because beneath Dean's violent reputation is something far worse than anger: Obsession. And in a town filled with secrets, storms, and people who never outrun their pasts, Roxanne is about to find out just how dangerous it is to be the only soft thing in Dean Mercer's world. Blacktop Hearts is a gritty 80's dark romance featuring enemies to lovers tension, underground fighting rings, neon lit highways, small town secrets, and a love story messy enough to leave scars behind.

STARVED Nicholas Black has spent eight hundred years hating witches. To him, they are selfish creatures built from destruction and chaos, leaving death behind everywhere they go. After losing the only person he ever cared for centuries ago, the ancient vampire chose isolation over attachment, convinced nothing in this world could ever touch what remained of him again. Until fate binds him to one. Astoria Zephara has spent her entire life running. As the last surviving descendant of one of the oldest witch bloodlines, survival has always mattered more than comfort. With covens hunting her for the power sleeping inside her blood and the terrifying possibility of losing herself if her Anam ever rejects her, Astoria never wanted the bond in the first place. Especially not with a vampire who looks at her like she is something to destroy. Now forced together by a connection neither of them can break, Nicholas and Astoria find themselves trapped between hatred, obsession, and a bond growing far more dangerous than either of them expected. Because the closer they become, the harder it is to tell where the need to survive ends... and where hunger begins.