"I'm in love with you." How many times would I have to think about this, how many times, before she could hear it, feel it, see it in my eyes? "I'm in love with you." How could I make her see without telling her, without scaring her off... without losing her. I couldn't lose her.

***MATURE CONTENT*** 18+ ONLY Morgan Summers loses her long time job at a book store, leaving her with a pile of bills and rent due. She has no choice but to apply for a job a bar with her best friend Liv to make ends meet... But the owner is nothing like what she expected. Tyler Rhoades is brooding, mad at the world, and likes to take out his emotions on the people around him. Will Morgan let Tyler walk all over her like she does everyone else? Or will they break eachother's walls down.... This is a fun filled adventure of emotions, alcohol, and lust filled outbursts.

The long-awaited sequel to Unholy Matrimony! [#2 in the Learn To Love Series] Leila Anderson was born into perfection. Beauty, wealth, family, she had it all. With her three best friends by her side, she didn't think anything could ever ruin her. But boy, was she wrong.

Olivia Harris has one dream: to become a professional photographer. She’s determined and even went out of her way to intern at a well known photography company. Olivia knows that doing so may give her an opportunity to pursue her dream a step further. What she doesn't know is that, sometimes, expectations don't go as expected. When her dream takes a detour, Olivia finds herself running out of time since she’s graduating high school in less than five months. Her situation doesn’t get better when she has a bitter encounter with her locker buddy she has never spoken to. The two are like fire and ice. But, doesn’t heat have the ability to melt the frost? Olivia claims she will never spare a breath with her locker buddy ever again, yet somehow, she ends up saving him. And the more time Olivia spends with her locker buddy, the more she wants to discover what his compositions are all about.

"Kiss me." He orders, slamming my locker shut. "Is she coming?" I ask, turning my head to look behind me, but he grabs my face and makes me look up at him. "Yes, now kiss me." I do as told, getting on my tippy toes as I lean up to kiss him. He kisses me back slowly, before he pins me against the lockers and deepens the kiss. My eyes widen and I try to push him away. This isn't part of the deal. He pulls away, a full on smirk plastered on his face. "I lied." He confesses, turning around. "She wasn't coming." Then, he walks away.