Berkley and Dean had been best friends since they were in diapers. They were so close they could finish each other's sentences and had never spent more than a week apart in their entire lives. They grew up together because their Dads were best friends and co-owners of a fishing boat company they had started up together after college. Dean had always looked out for Berkley and tried to protect her from getting hurt by guys that had bad intentions, and she trusted him more than anyone else in the world. That's why, when they went off to college together and she decided she wanted to experience sex for the first time, she couldn't imagine doing it with anyone else but him. She wanted her first time to be with someone special, someone that meant a lot to her that she could trust. Dean refused at first because he was afraid it would mess up their friendship, but he eventually caved when he found out that refusing meant she was going to do it with a guy that he hated instead. He was so protective of her that he finally gave in. The deal was, it was just going to be one time and they'd go back to being just friends after, like it never happened. The problem was, they didn't think through all the consequences that came along with having sex with your best friend. **** Warning! Very mature themes & sexual content - 18+ ***** Highest Rankings: #1 in Teen Romance out of 94,000 stories #6 in Romance out of 1.9 million stories. #4 in Love out of 2.2 million stories #1 in Friends to Lovers out of 19,000 stories #1 in Best Friends out of 112,000 stories. #1 in Teen Love out of 32,000 stories #1 in Complete out of 23,000 stories. #1 in Mystery-Thriller out of 22,500 #1 in Romance-Friendship out of 13,000 stories. #1 in Erotic Romance out of 11,000 stories #1 in Mystery Romance out of 3,600 stories #1 in Crush out of 63,700 stories #2 in College out of 87,000 stories

Silk and Cinders : Series #1 "Did you really think you could walk away?" My back slammed against the wall as he caged me in. "Answer me." I swallowed hard "I-i thought-" "You thought?" His gaze sharpened. "You thought you had a choice?" He stepped closer. Slowly. Deliberately. "Look at me." My gaze lifted, and my breath caught. His eyes-dark, unreadable, locked onto mine, drowning me. "Tell me" he whispered "did this marriage ever fucking matter to you?" I flinched. Silence. For a moment, nothing. No expression. No sound. Just him. Watching. Calculating. Then, his hand snaked around my waist, dragging me into him until my chest crushed against his. My pulse spiked. "You wanted to leave, right?" His fingers trailed up my spine- slow, deliberate, sending shivers down my entire body. They stopped at the back of my neck. With a firm yank, he pulled me even closer, our lips nearly brushing. "This" his knuckles traced my temple, feather-light "-this mind? It doesnt get to think about leaving me." His thumb pressed against the rapid pulse on my throat. "And this?" His voice dropped further, dark with promise. "This pulse? It races for me. Every.single.beat. Mine." His hand glided down, stopping over my heart. "And this?" His finger tapped against it "this heart? Every. Damn. Beat. For. Me. These breaths? Mine. Your entire fucking existence?" His grip tightened. "Mine." I shivered. His arms locked around my waist. He leaned in, his lips hovering over mine. "Whose man am I?" My breath hitched. "Whose. Man. Am. I. Mi alma?" "M-mine." I whispered. "Good. Remember that. And learn to hold on to what's already yours. Trust us. Not the lies they feed you." ___ Two souls. Two scars. Different worlds. But fate had other plans. When destinies intertwine through an unwanted bond, will love bloom, or will they burn each other down?

In a world where drama's the norm, one simple line flips my world: "I want you to be my first." Crazy how such a small thing can shake up everything. Alamea's a trip - part rival, part buddy. We've got this love-hate thing going on that keeps life interesting. Even with all the ups and downs, I'm the one guy she trusts outside her family circle. And yeah, I'm your typical bad boy, more into my bike and mafia ambitions than settling down. But guess what? Love sneaks up on me, and it's the last person I'd expect.

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