She was sweet he was mean. She always smiled while he was always serious. She didn't realize it but he knew she was the love of his life. Delilah Morecelli 17 year old is always smiling. She treated everyone with kindness and never once stopped helping people. She wore bright colors and her head was always in her books. She is bubbly and very social. She is extremely smart the top of her classes. That all changed one day and no one realized When Delilah stopped smiling, when the eye bags and red eyes appeared, when she would miss school, or when her grades dropped. Except for him, Nikolai Mikhailov he has always kept Delilah very dear to his heart, he was head over heels for her, he noticed everything down from how her nose scrunches up when she's thinking hard to the way she clenched her fist when she's anxious. All hell breaks lose when he realizes His princess is suffering, After all don't mess with the Russians next heir's malyshka

Melanie is an ambitious journalist ready to make a name for herself at one of Canada's most prestigious news agencies. But when her handsome one-night stand turns out to be her new boss, all of Melanie's careful plans come tumbling down. ***** Melanie Collins has dreamed of being a successful journalist for as long as she can remember, and with her new job at The Press, that goal is finally within her reach. That is, until she meets her new boss. Not only is Gavin Stone sinfully handsome and incredibly charming - he's also the hot stranger she had a one-night stand with 2 days ago. With both their careers on the line, Melanie and Gavin know that anything more than a professional relationship is strictly off limits. But the more time they spend together, the more their connection becomes all-consuming, and Melanie finds herself forced to choose between her dream career and the most intense love she's ever known. [Word count: 200,000 - 250,000] Cover designed by Ren T [Winner of the 2020 Readers Choice Awards for Best Mature Story & Best Overall Story] [Winner of the Wattpad After Dark Show Us Your Story Contest]

We went to the same high school. We should have been friends, or at least talked to each other, but we never did. Not even one word. Years later he comes into my bookstore, and why the fuck can't I get him out of my mind?! ------------------------------ He pulls me close to him by the wrist, and I end up landing on his lap. With my back against his hard chest I feel so warm, so good. He shouldn't feel this way; he is not allowed to make me feel this way. My breath quickens it's pace and I think his does too. Turning around very slowly my eyes meet honey ones, gorgeous honey eyes. Our lips are inches apart and my mind is frozen, everything stopped functioning, and it's suddenly just him I'm aware of. He licks his lips, and I start feeling something hard under me. I start feeling him. Please kiss me, I beg you to kiss me. But he doesn't, he stays there, just looking at me, and with an arm around my waist that I feel gripping me tighter by the second. So I decide to do something about it. I slide my hand over his hard arm slowly, very slowly, and move my hips against him, trying to feel it where I want it the most. And I do, the thin material of my skirt making it easier. His jaw clenched, and his stare hardened, like telling me I shouldn't be doing that, like if telling me I'm in trouble. Good.

*Completed* "I just want to know why." I say as I turn over, trying to find his figure through the dark of my room. "Why what?" He asks. "Why you're being so nice to me." I say quietly, vulnerability seeping into my words. "How we even became friends." He sighs, "I want to know how." I scrunch my brow. "How what?" His response is soft, the opposite of his sarcastic personality. "How you don't see it." ******* Reagan Holt was about as average as a high school student could be. She didn't play any sports, didn't participate in the popular activities, and wasn't the girl all the boys chased after. All except one boy. He wrote her a letter every week. Each letter described something new for him to love about her. Whether it was how beautiful her laugh was or how his heart swelled with every smile she gave, he never failed to write how he felt. So the two should be together, right? That's the way Reagan wants it, but there's just one problem. He signs his letters "Love, Anonymous." Now add an obnoxious, conceited, sex god into the equation and you get a teenage girl confused on who really loves her. The sweet, tender written anonymous lover, or the cocky, ignorant asshole? -REVIEWS- "You create such wonderful characters and I can't wait to see what happens next!" VampireSa5m41993 "Thank you for wonderful dogs and little brothers and eccentrically hormonal best friends!" -Nat-Attack "I am totally hooked on this book!" nbazinet "I love the way the story flows and that you have really roundabout characters. It's as if they're real while I'm reading!" life_is_beautiful115 "Your work is literally art." lemonsun123 "Every time I read this book it just makes me smile." Nicooole97 Cover by: -winterr

Kingston Series #2 THE SECOND BOOK OF THE KINGSTON SERIES! **SEQUEL TO TANNERS TROUBLE** Ellie and Tanner went through everything together. They were hot and heavy in love before breaking apart and going their separate ways. Ellie left with a secret, and Tanner has no idea what's in store for him. All he knows is that he misses her and wants her back. So what happens when 3 years, a NFL quarterback, a ER nurse and a small secret mix? *I do NOT own the cover photo* *Mature Scenes and themes* ~~~~ I look at his sleeping figure and I know in my heart that he's my kid. Looking to the left I see a small girl behind Ellie. The child can't see me but, that doesn't stop me from looking at her. Holy shit, she has my eyes. How in the hell does she have my eyes? She looks just like Ellie, from her brown hair to her tan skin, to the way she talks. How is this possible? Looking down I see my daughter raise up and kiss Ellie on the cheek and saying "Promise!" while smiling. My heart stops as my eyes fill with tears. She talks just like Ellie, she smiles just like Ellie. Ellie sits beside her and watches her fall asleep before turning around. She has major explaining to do. "You...we...I... have children, you didn't tell me?" is the only thing I can rasp out with tears threatening to escape my eyes. The only thing I have cried for is Ellie but, right now I want to cry for my kids. I know they are mine, in my gut I know it.

Kingston Series #1 THE FIRST BOOK OF THE KINGSTON SERIES! Tanner has his entire life planned out. He has a full ride football scholarship as the starting freshman quarterback of Alabama College, any girl he wants falling to her knees, and the charm that any girl could fall for, any day of the week. He's a player, and he always get's what he wants. All this with a potential NFL draft in his future just like his hall of fame father. Ellie on the other hand, worked her butt off by graduating a year early from high school to get out of her sad small town and get away from her horrible mother with an Academic Scholarship, and she only wants one thing, a Nursing degree from Alabama College. She is trying to run from her past with a fresh start, and trying to build a life for herself. She doesn't trust anyone and wants to keep a low profile while finishing what she set her mind to years ago. Then they meet each other, and things turn out unexpectedly. So what happens when trouble walks right through the door? *I do NOT own the cover photo* *Mature Scenes and themes* ~~~~ She places her hand on top of mine on her thigh an says "I smell Zaxby's Tanner so no matter where you take me I'm fine, as long as I get first dibs of whatever is in that bag" while flashing a smile at me. I laugh knowing that smell is probably her favorite and say "It could or could not be you may never know". She smiles and flips my hand over to hold hers, and I have to say it feels damn good. She leans toward my ear and whispers "Or I could take this blind fold off and show you how much cock I want right now." Oh my fucking god.

All it took was one bad decision, one too many glasses of alcohol, one tight fitting dress, one muscular hottie and just one night to turn Gianni's imperfect but planned out life up side down. "Lets take this back to the hotel before I bend you over this table and bang you hard for the world to see" his rich, smooth but strong and commanding voice fill my ears, his minty breath fanning my face. So fucking horny, I giggle and nod frantically unable to even function." Elijah Russo had everything growing up, he need not work a damn day in his life, but that wasn't enough, he had to run the world and so he made it his life mission to get any and everything almost impossible to have, his. He's a lady's man, he has the body, the brains and he definitely has that junk in the trunk. He's heartless and doesn't do the same woman twice. Gianni Summers hasn't had the best of life so typically she sets out to make sure she has one of the best futures. No parents,no family alone in the world, no one to depend on but herself,she has to make something out of her life. Studying for three years without break and working two day jobs. She just has no time for love and games all is work and no play. So what happens when she finds herself pregnant and knows nothing about her baby daddy other than his name, Elijah.

I took a sip of my drink and then felt a presence beside me and I turn to look. "You don't give up do you," I stated. "No, I don't. You look like you need some company" He mocked. "Well, I don't." I reach for my purse in my bag and took out $35 dollars. "Hey, Steve, here's my bill. Keep the change." I smile as I place the money on the counter for the bartender to take it up. I turn back to my unwanted stalker. "I'm going home." "To an empty bed?" "No to my dog and her puppies." "So much better company than talking to me, I guess." "Oh, yeah. So much better." He shakes his head. "You have a great night," I said standing up from the stool. "How can I when you're not coming home with me?" he smirks. "If you look around there are many single, desperate woman ready to take your offer." "I don't want a single, desperate woman." "Well lucky for you, they are married women here as well." Previously Known as 'Dial S for Sex'

Rosalie is desperate for a job. Mr. Newman is desperate for an assistant. So why not? .. Luke Newman is CEO of Gordon's Publications after inheriting it from his father. Rosalie Dixon is a normal 27 year old woman trying to succeed and be independent. He is in desperate need of an assistant while she is desperate for a job. But becoming the assistant for the CEO might bring consequences and unexpected events for Rosalie as she tries to change Luke to become a better boss and man, will the hate turn into love? What kind of love?