Joon is a nerdy guy, never paid attention to girls, vice versa. What happens when the quiet Nia mae gets his undivided attention?

When Two Opposites Attract

Read the WARNINGS and the DISCLAIMER first please ... For privileged but lonely Violet Lutz things could not get much worse. Mom has packed her bags and vanished, triggering her abandonment anxiety for the tenth time, and her billionaire stepdad has become obsessed with controlling every tiny aspect of her life. The last thing she expects is to find happiness... under the grizzled body of her much older stepdad. WARNING! 18+ - Bulky male lead - Age-gap - Stepdad/stepdaughter - Erotic, graphic scenes - Dark themes - Mild dd/lg

I will cross the ocean for you I will go and bring you the moon I will be your hero, your strength Anything you ne- Scratch that No, the fuck I won't !

It's Collette's first day of senior year and she already can't wait for it to be over. She's a good student with an even bigger reputation to her teachers, all but one. Valentina Fairbourne is new to teaching in this high school. Bigger pay, smaller classes. What could go wrong? Virtually nothing. But what about one student? Can things remain professional between the two? Strictly teacher and student? [THERE ARE ERRORS in this book! So many errors & they will get fixed soon enough. I just write for fun & none of it is professional. Please beware of these before you read further!]

[Book I Out Of III] Everybody in the California Narcotics business has zero moral story to pin to the name Zeek Montécue. The man who holds a tight iron fist around the narcotics world of The Bay Area, California. The man who every drug criminal knows off the top of their head like a rap melody. So just how is it that Zeek Montécue lands himself under the eyes of the law and Priya Adhya, his newly assigned parole officer? And will he value his needs or his wants, first?♟️

Pedro is a 16 mexican/White boy in a messed up situation. He's living off a two- dollar job, he's an orphan, dirt poor barely making enough to feed himself. To top it all off, he's a teen dad. He has a 2 year old son named Jaun who's mother dropped him off to Pedro and never returned. All Pedro wants to do is play Basketball and make it to the NBA but instead has to turn to the streets. Tiara is your average rich bratty teenager. Her dad owns two major plaza's, Has his own stock company, and is funding a major ,NBA team. Everyone judges her and tell her she just another spoiled little rich black girl who's parents made it out of the hood-where she is so desprate to fit in. What happens when Pedro and Tiara meet? Love at first site? Or are they just using eachother to get closer to their dreams? ***i wrote this series when i was super young in like high-school/middle school (2013-2017)but its always gotten a-lot of traction. As of 2025 i will be editing and refining this story. Thanks to all my readers , tune into some of my newer works , they are more put together and grammatically correct. New stories coming 2025!!!

Marching season is out, but the competition is only heating up. ⋆☆⋆ Section leader applications for the next marching band season at Halston University are officially open, and percussionist Bay Rodriguez wants the role. Bay's only competition is Callum Vierra, her longtime rival and polar opposite. She's a bitter, cynical people-watcher; he's a charming, privileged people person. But when their final marching season forces them into even closer proximity, their relationship heats up in ways neither could have predicted, unearthing old hurts for Bay and new truths for Callum. Will they finish senior year with their band and hearts intact? ⋆☆⋆ [ Halston University #1. Standalone. Completed. Word Count: 100K - 110K ]

{SPIN-OFF TO "THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE" | SECOND BOOK IN THE SERIES} {2018-2023} *~* "Thank you for quitting that disgusting couple moment before I had to interrupt." "Careful, I might start making out with him just to torture you some more." "I hate you." "I have no objections." "Oh, god, please don't. Let's just get back to the task on hand." We all turn back around but find the table empty. "What? Where the hell did they go?" We hear the clearing of a throat right next to us, at the end of the booth, opposite the window. "Uhh-no hablo inglés. Me llamo Pablo." "You bitch-" "Traitor-"

𝐌𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮