Daisy Thompson is your typical University student; her sleep schedule is practically non-existent, she's barely surviving on her minimum wage job, she's constantly falling behind in her assignments, and the state of her mental health is certainly questionable. When she's not studying or working, she's down at the local gym learning self-defence. But when her shifts at the café change, her gym sessions are forced to change with them. Used to the sparse lunch time numbers, the new, rougher crowd is a shock - especially when she lays eyes on a recent one night stand. [18+]

''Tell me how it feels,'' he whispers. "Good," I gasp, my entire body trembling. Deeper. Harder. Perfect. Like we've been doing this for years. His hand finds my jaw, fingers firm as he tilts my head up, making me look at him. And that's it. Waves of heat zip to my toes as my nails scrape down his back. I don't think about what comes next -- him pulling his shirt on and leaving. I don't feel heartbroken when I imagine myself alone in here. It's casual, our intimacy. And it's too late to renegotiate. ***** When Fox hooks up with his new roommate at a masked club, he has no idea their fling is just the beginning. The woman he's living with is the same girl who shared candy with him under a playground slide. 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣 STANDALONE NOVEL *ANGSTY EMOTIONAL SLOW BURN *MEN YEARNING Copyright © 2024-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved

Rose Kaufman is a glorious sinner. A cheater, drinker, and a committed liar. When the devil himself comes to Rose with a single proposition, she can't help but accept. How could she refuse a deal that could give her everything she could ever desire? In return, he doesn't want her soul or her life. He wants her to date his son, Lucien, a man with a hellish pedigree.

Vivian works hard and plays even harder, but her senior year is derailed when the varsity linebacker moves in. ⋆☆⋆ Controlled chaos. Vivian Sok lives by it. Living a sworn single era, Vivian balances her hectic life with a strict set of rules. Getting into Med school comes first. Vodka comes a close second. Screw the patriarchy at every opportunity. And never, ever, fall in love again. When college linebacker Jamie Tanner moves into a new hall of residence, he starts breaking Vivian's rules one by one. Theirs is a friendship with dangerous levels of fire. (And maybe something more.) ⋆☆⋆ [ @Romance's College Romance List August 2025 ] [ Winner of @ContemporaryLit's Spring Write-Off Challenge 2021 ] [ Halston University #2. Stand-alone. Completed. Word Count: 80K - 90K ]

It's Ray's turn to shine. She lives in a house with eight guys. She's been getting incredibly passionate letters - supposedly from her boyfriend. There will be surfers, smoothies, words to make you swoon, and most likely some broken hearts. And sunshine. Because this is Paradise. This story is part of the 2020 Reading Challenge #WP2020. To find out how to participate and win prizes, check out: https://www.wattpad.com/story/229978186-summer-reading-challenge-wp2020

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

"You know when Christmas is coming, and you and your friends start getting all worked up because of all the gifts you ought to buy, you fuss and fuss because you have no idea what to get them, and you start hating Christmas and fancy retiring in a cloistered convent? Yeah? Me too. However, my friends and I have found a quite interesting solution to that. Let me tell you about it." DISCLAIMER This book contains smut, caution advised if you are under 18. This story contains extremely EXPLICIT and extremely ADULT contents.please do NOT read if you're underage and/or you'd feel uncomfortable with such scenes.

"What do you mean I'm stuck with the seven deadly sins? I'm a saint!" "You've been about seven minutes in hell and have managed to insult eight people already, Jasmina." "Fuck off, wannabe Satan."

SOPHIE BROOKS: Party, hook-up, hangover, repeat. I don't do rules, responsibility, or monogamy. So when the chance to sleep with the hottest Olympian swimmer in the country presents itself, you can be damn sure I take it. And sneak out before he wakes up the next morning. This has been my way of life for years, and nothing has challenged it. Until him. Charming, ambitious, he draws me in and then refuses to leave. He's persistent, annoyingly so, keeps coming back like a damn boomerang. And he's getting a little too close, asking a little too many questions. Questions I refuse to answer. Some things are just supposed to stay forgotten. JAYDEN SENNELS: Swimming is my life. I basically breathe water. Growing up the way I did, going to the Olympics seemed like an unattainable dream. But here I am, just fresh out of my first games, and I messed up. Big time. Everything was riding on me doing well. Failing wasn't an option. Now I have one last year at college to redeem myself. Enter her. Tall, confident, she seduces me, refuses to tell me her name, and has me waking up to an empty bed. She is an enigma, and there is most definitely something she's not telling me. From the moment I saw her, I knew. This woman is trouble in high heels. She will destroy me. And I am going to love it. 🏊‍♂️ WARNING: Strong language and sexual content. This is a book about when the past comes back to haunt you. Book #1 in the Medley series

Romani Noor is an aspiring chemist- well, possible ex-chemist, after she can no longer afford the rise in her university tuition fees. Her best friend and sister, Juno, is living across the country with her wife, sending Romani occasional cheques to help her complete her education. However, even with her sisters help she is falling behind on payments. Taking something into her own hands for once in her life, Romani looks for a job. As fate would it have it, Valentine Carter, River Fabiano and Slater Hayashi are looking to take on an employee in their bakery, whilst they practice their... extra-curricular activities... Sweet Romani thinks she's walking into a simple job of cakes and cookies, but she fails to predict the web of obsession, lust and love she's getting herself tangled in.