❝Come on beautiful, how long are you going to pretend that I'm not the reason for that❞ His eyes glide down my body and stop at my thighs that had mindlessly pressed themselves together. "When you stop pretending I'm not the reason for that" I gesture towards his legs this time, his thighs parted and the hard erection showing through his pants. I can't help but clear my throat at the print. He stands up, with no shame. Not even trying to cover or adjust himself, he only walks towards me as I sit on the chair in his office. With the nudge of his foot, he parts my legs so he can step between them, lifting my chin with his index finger and I meet those enchanting eyes. He leans closer to my ear and his hand finds its place on my thigh, causing my skin to become warmer. "I'm not pretending beautiful, I will happily admit you're the one that gets me this hard any day." Grace Kennedy is smart, beautiful and kind. She's studying to become a doctor one day but before she can afford all the expenses, she works with her mother in her family's bakery. Mariano is a man of charms and far too handsome for his own good. Emerald green eyes that could be mistaken for the actual jewel itself. His entire life revolved around his four year old daughter and his younger brother. Grace couldn't ignore how shy she felt around him as she grew to see him even more. Doing her best to keep the charming man at arm's length, it was hard to do when he knew exactly how to rile her up. She was his Beautiful Addiction. Extended Description in Introduction!

"Stop overthinking," she whispered, holding my cheek as she stroked her thumb. "Please." "I can't," I admitted, scrunching my brows. "I'm sorry." "Don't apologise," she said gently, her eyes moving to my lips. "You're doing so good." Theo Ferreira- full time student and part time tattoo artist. He's quiet, reserved and has no other interests besides completing his degree. Theo is focused, but his focus shifts when he meets a woman who brings out a side to him he didn't know existed. Nina Cantero- full time student and the occasional babysitter. She's curious and utterly bored with her abundantly bleak life. Nina seeks a new thrill, and sometimes that means fresh ink on her skin. What happens when her newfound craving leads her to a particular tattoo artist?

When Ana confronts her new neighbour after being kept up all night by his sex noises, she's mortified to discover he's none other than Freddie-the police officer who arrested her abusive ex-boyfriend last month. The pair interact only when necessary and do so with light-hearted insults and harmless pranks. But when a baby shows up on his doorstep with a note claiming to be his, Freddie suddenly needs his neighbour for more than just a casual flirt. They think their relationship is platonic, but when their attraction is no longer avoidable, they come up with one rule. Don't kiss. Everything else is up for grabs and if Ana can stick to that one rule, her heart will remain unbroken. She has no desire to fall in love and Freddie simply doesn't have time. They think it's the perfect agreement but when feelings intensify, it becomes clear their plan is failing. Secrets are unveiled. Hearts get broken. Love gets complicated.

All Zylith has ever wanted was to get the lead roll of " the red shoes ballet." Ballet is her life, her escape, her solace. She's well-mannered, intelligent and brings peace to any room she walks in. But she will do anything to succeed. Grady is the opposite. He's temperamental, cunning, and brings chaos and death to anyone in the vicinity of him. He's the son of a good for nothing mafia don. The only thing that's common between the two is they will do anything; anything to escape their fathers. • Zylith experiences a bunch of firsts with Grady, and he with her. Somewhere along the road of denial, broken hearts, and love, he learns one thing: the crown of blood and bone will be his, but the river of the damned will only run dry when he has her by his side.

❝𝐇𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬?❞ ❝𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡. 𝐁𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐈'𝐦 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞.❞ *** Her name is Athena Rose. She grew up in a trailer park. She's an outcast. A bad girl. His name is Cruz Recker. He grew up in a mansion. He's a golden boy. A star athlete. Athena and Cruz go to the same school, but they want nothing to do with each other. Fate has other plans. When Athena's aunt gets engaged to Cruz's dad, their lives become chaotically entwined as stepcousins-to-be, and love finds a way against all rhyme and reason.

[Book One in the LOVERS series] Dylan young meets Avery knight at the hospital. Weird place to meet but it was the best things that ever happen to them. Dylan was suffering from a deadly brain tumor as for Avery who was suffering from a heart disease. As they go closer and closer was the more happier they got. They was each other safe place. One day everything went down hill and something had happen that broke everybody's heart. What happens when the two start to getting the happing ending they wanted but something stops them from getting that. Will one make it out in the end or will it both of them.

"I will ruin you baby," he whispers digging his nails into my hips sending a chill cascading down my spine. "Then ruin me Jude, ruin me till there's nothing left of me." I spoke softly, "make me feel something, make me feel anything, make me feel alive..." ♫♫♫ Everybody loved her but her. Coraline Nkole was the dream girl living a nightmare. At a glance you'd assume just like everyone else that her life was heaven on earth; with wealthy parents, a blossoming ballet career, being an A + student and looks that could kill, she was the subject of everyone's envy. You either wanted her or wanted to be her, don't lie, of course you do. But our tiny dancer was slipping off the ice quicker than anyone thought. Her life was on the right track until he sent her off the rails. Let's get one thing straight, they aren't good people and they don't want to be. Jude Ace, you know the name like the back of your hand. Lead singer of world famous rock band Born Victim, fame and being in the spotlight is all he's ever known. He's used to people worshiping the ground he walks on- But he's breaking, fast and the world is watching him fall apart. Nothing ever stays a secret for long. They all adored him, but not as she did, he was their star but he was her rock. Their hatred for each other runs skin deep but something's changing in the way he looks at her and it's only a matter of time before one of them breaks.

BOOK TWO OF THE BLACK SERIES *CANNOT be read as a stand-alone* -- "I mean, let's face it, Hayden," Casey said with a humourless laugh, looking away from me and out at the city of white lights, "you don't want me. You want the thought that you managed to get with me - all of your friends are expecting it, my friends and family are expecting it to happen... it's not long before you wanting me changes and you see how messed up I really am." My eyes narrowed and I turned to face her, grabbing her by the jaw so I was staring into her dark eyes. Casey's breath hitched in her throat and she chewed on her lip, tears gathered in her eyes as our eyes met. "I don't give a flying fuck about what they want to hear or what they expect to happen between us, Casey," I told her, wiping a stray tear away. I smiled when she sniffled. "Stop thinking so much about what other people do and don't expect, alright? I damn well know how insane your family is but I also know how much better you are from them, and it's the good in you that makes me fall deeper with every date we go on." When I cupped her cheek with one hand, Casey's alarmed eyes relaxed and she slowly leaned into my touch, sighing quietly. I pressed my forehead to hers, smiling softly when she tried moving forward for our lips to meet. I pulled away last second, rubbing her bottom lip with my thumb. lol "I'm all yours, baby," I whispered, finally pressing our lips together.

BOOK ONE OF THE BLACK SERIES -- "Well, behalf of my dick, who cannot speak for himself," Kade said simply as he watched over my face, one of his eyebrows risen, "I would like to say for him that he doesn't care about my brother's feelings at this current moment - or his reaction to the photo." "Well, I do," I muttered, my sentence coming out muffled in my hands as they covered my face. "Do you know how this makes me look to the public eye? To be sleeping with my boyfriend's older brother?" "Look on the bright side, Em." I didn't even spare him a glance as I shook my head, grunting. "Emara, look at me." My hands were pulled away and Kade stared at me, his vibrant blue eyes twinkling and his dirty blonde hair covering his eyebrows. The sight of his effortless beauty made my hard glare slightly soften. "You know I won't tell him if he finds out, you know me," he mumbled to me, "but I'm not going to lie to him when he finds out and say that if I had the chance to change what we've been doing, I wouldn't - because I would do it again without a second thought."