🔞🌶Linguaggio volgare, scene forti e contenuti espliciti. Non adatto ad un pubblico sensibile 🔞🌶 "Cazzo Hope ma puoi essere così ingenua?! Questa è la vita vera, non esiste il principe azzurro, non esiste nessun vissero felici e contenti. Cresci, sei sola una stupida, credevi veramente di essere indispensabile?" Hope Marley 18 anni appena compiuti e tutto il suo mondo le era appena crollato addosso come un fulmine a ciel sereno riaprendole ferite che credeva rimarginate ormai da anni. Tutti le paure e le insicurezze che aveva cercato di nascondere negli anni l'avevano travolta come una valanga. Le rimaneva una sola cosa da fare, non aveva altra scelta. Aveva toccato il fondo, così bussò a quella porta, una porta alla quale si era ripromessa di non bussare più, ma non si sarebbe mai aspettata che ad aprirle sarebbero stati due occhi verdi a lei sconosciuti.

«La prima cosa che ho sentito su di te è stata che nessuna ragazza è in grado di resisterti» dissi e aspettai di vedere la sua reazione. «La seduzione è una mia dote naturale» si vantò. «Sinceramente non capisco come facciano a cascarci» feci spallucce, incrociando le braccia al petto. «Dovresti provare per crederci» mi prese per i fianchi e mi avvicinò, a quel punto gli posai le mani sul petto e alzai gli occhi al cielo. Idiota. «Ah si? Peccato che io non ne senta il bisogno» mi avvicinai al suo viso e parlai lentamente, provocandolo, per poi allontanarmi nettamente. «Smetti di cambiare le mie regole bimba, mi fa impazzire» ******* Freya è una ragazza fuori da qualsiasi stereotipo, uno spirito libero, indipendente, sicura di sé e perfettamente razionale, testarda e orgogliosa. Ama essere il capo di se stessa e non dipendere da nessuno, considera l'amore una distrazione e offuscamento della ragione. Non ha bisogno di un uomo, specialmente di uno che la comandi a bacchetta e le dica cosa fare. Dylan invece è il tipico ragazzo pericoloso e sexy da morire: sorriso rilassante, sembra che sussurri in modo sexy quando parla, in modo da coinvolgerti. Ottiene ciò che vuole dalle persone col suo fascino. Abituato a non essere mai contraddetto, ad essere il capo di tutti e di tutto, irascibile, protettivo, possessivo e testardo. Ognuno fossilizzato nel proprio essere, si incontrano. Due personalità così forti, tenaci e incredibilmente simili. Non fanno altro che mentirsi a vicenda, fino a che i loro sospetti non diventano così forti da far venire a galla la verità. Ormai, però, potrebbe essere troppo tardi.

Un'attrazione che va oltre ogni limite, dei segreti tenuti nascosti, delle tentazioni fuori posto. Si può fuggire da tutto questo? ~ "Ci sono cose che non sai, che tengo dentro me stessa per non farti scappare. Le tengo dentro perché so che non reggeresti, una cosa simile. Il peso di altre emozioni addosso, non puoi reggerlo. Allora le rinchiudo nelle fessure del cuore, le rinchiudo fino a che non sarai pronto davvero. E quando lo sarai, verserò ogni singola parola su di te, sulle ferite che porti che, prima o poi, ti curerò. E le parole ti si rovesceranno addosso come vernice fresca, e sarà lì, che ti sentirai diverso." [ Storia protetta da Copyright. Tutti i diritti riservati ]

#01 in vampire [10.07.2017] #01 in fantasyfiction [14.03.2021] #2 in Prestige awards #03 in thriller [28.05.2018] #02 in romance [04.10.2018] I can sense him, I can smell him.He comes here every night but I am scared to face him. Who is he? what does he want ? I sense him coming closer to my bed. I held my breath and shut my eyes tight my face under my arms. " I know,you know that i am here. I know you are awake " his deep voice said. I feel his breath on the back of my neck,it sent shivers down my spine. "Why are you so scared? I can hear your heart thumping wildly" he whispers near my ear. I feel a hand on my lower back where my tank top exposes a little skin of my back. I jump out of my bed and turn around to face him for the first time. My face pales remembering him.. He is same as before yet so change... He is the one who is coming here every night? My eyes widen. No no no... "You!!??" I shriek.. He chuckles and stalks toward me like an animal to it's prey. I move backwards then suddenly my back hits my bed side table. He puts both of his hands on the table,trapping me between them. He inches his face closer to my ear , on instant i close my eyes. "Me" he whispers .. uh-oh I am dead.... ************************************ When the past comes back with some secrets,what will you do ? Run to it or run away. A/N : © ALL COPYRIGHT RESERVED so before copying think about the consequences you will get by the crime. This book is my own imagination it's characters are my own creation. So don't copy it. And also this book is under editing process. I hope you enjoy my book. Happy reading!

(Book one of the rollercoaster love series) This is my take on the cliche (albeit awesome) football & cheerleader, best friend's brother, boy next door, bad boy & good girl, high school love story. *"Just being with you helps me," he whispered. He ran the back of his hand along my cheek. He leaned down and softly put his lips on mine. I put my hand on his cheek. I kissed him back for a moment before pulling away from him. I leaned my forehead against his. "I'm sorry." "No it's not that. We don't kiss when one of us isn't clear headed, that's the rule." "We have rules now?" he asked. I nodded. He hugged me tighter and laid his head against my shoulder. "What are our rules?" "We don't kiss when one of us isn't clear headed." He nodded and put one finger on my thigh. "We uh we don't kiss other people." He put a second finger on my thigh. "We don't take our anger out on each other." he kissed my shoulder and put a third finger onto my thigh. "We don't go further than kissing." he chuckled putting a fourth finger down. "And when we figure out what we want, we have to tell the other." His hand was now on my inner thigh. "And that's five."* This is the story of two childhood best friends. Leia Evans, the good girl, the head cheerleader, the girl every girl wants to be, the girl every guy wants to get with, and his corazón. And Nick Torres, the bad boy, the star wide receiver, the guy every guy wants to be, the guy every girl dreams of being with, and her brother's best friend.

STORY 3 If he was a tornado, she was a hurricane. The problem was though, they both loved the feel of the rain.

I changed the title to 'Collided' since that's how Heath and Hope met. Collided is available on Amazon in paperback & KU All links are on my profile.

SEQUEL TO DUPLICITY. Complicity- to be involved with others in illegal activity or wrongdoing. After sacrificing herself for Harry's freedom, Aven Brooks is no longer the innocent photographer with big dreams and a bigger heart. Now under the notorious control of Malikai, she becomes brainwashed into being the perfect asset for his organized crime. Harry, a fugitive, spends his days trying to find his angel and reap her out the path he once walked. When that stroke of luck comes his way, he smacks into the harsh reality to what she's actually become. Needless to say, she's no longer an angel. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @HAPPYDAYS1D ALLOWING NO TRANSLATIONS. CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, DRUG USE, VIOLENCE, AND MENTAL HEALTH. READ AT OWN RISK!

They had it all. The cars, money, girls, the houses. But the one thing money can't buy them, they can't get. Happiness. Here's the prestigious Golden Lake High, where only the wealthy have the chance of attending, is as cliche as it gets. They have their usual jocks, nerds, cheerleaders, and so on. But what others schools don't have is the Golden Boys. The four quiet, but powerful billionaire boys who are the hot topic of everyday gossip, who no one can get through to, and who everyone fears. That is until Aurora Collins, the new girl slowly breaks down the walls of a certain golden boy. But beware, his dimpled smile, piercing green eyes, husky voice, and messy dark hair will tug at your heartstrings. 2018, All rights reserved.

"You drive me fucking crazy," he says and runs his tattooed hand through his hair. He bites on his lower lip and his lip ring pops out. I back up, "stay-stay away from me." "Fuck," he says and pulls me towards him, "I can't." ~ Ranked #1 in Teen Fiction (20.07.17)