I didn't expect the hottest hookup of my life to be with my brother's best friend, yet here we were, waking up in bed together. Harley: It was supposed to be a bet, a one time thing. But the more I get to know Liam, the harder I fall for him. If only love was easy. Liam: Staying away from Harley after our night together should be easy, right? WRONG. He's my best friend's little brother and it doesn't help that he's quite possibly the most beautiful man I've ever seen.

Moving is never fun, moving into your new stepdad's house because your mom decided to remarry again is even less fun, and being sent away unexpectedly to an unjustifiably expensive boarding school is the least fun of all. Out of all the things that have gone wrong in Kayden's life, the least expected was catching feelings for his rival. Elias Astor is annoying, and cocky, and Kayden can't seem to keep his eyes off of him. As much of an arrogant asshole as he is, Elias somehow makes life in their stuffy boarding school more bearable. #1 in darkacademia [5/16/22] #1 in ADHD [2/7/22] #2 in lgbt [10/4/21] #3 in boardingschool [10/4/21] #9 in enemiestolovers [10/4/21]

"I will enter you from behind." Cecilia Hawthorne has a very dull and boring sex life; at least that's what she thinks. Her days are filled with the lame desk job sorting out customer reviews and complaints while her nights are deadly lethargic. But everything changes when the Boss finds her masturbating in the photocopy room. Warning: The story is just too mature. If I find any underage reader...I cannot do anything actually ?

"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

This is only a sample. The book has left Wattpad. *** Lucius thought his life was over when his parents married him to the notorious vampire crown prince Dorian. Worst of all, they married him under his twin brother's name so their more precious son wouldn't be defiled. Being the second choice his whole life, Lucius accepted his fate to protect his brother, his family and his country. He had to navigate his way through the vampire court full of predators and deadly schemes, play dangerous games with powerful enemies and walk on the edge of killing or being killed. However, he didn't prepare for falling in love helplessly with his enigmatic husband. ****** Book one of the Toxic Consort Series

Playboy billionaire Aiden Grayson is being blackmailed and when he meets his handsome new bodyguard, Julian, he's slowly overcome by feelings he can't deny. ***** Aiden Grayson is a child of privilege. He's a bachelor and a billionaire who's never had to work for anything. However, he's left a trail of destruction in his wake and someone from the past is coming back to haunt him. He's being blackmailed, and soon he's assigned a new bodyguard: the handsome, Julian McAndrew. At first, the two men are opposites, forced to work together, but after a drunken kiss, Aiden can't deny his feelings. He throws himself into his vices, trying to sort himself out, while Julian continues to keep him safe. With a blackmailer one step ahead, can Julian protect Aiden from danger? Or more importantly, can Julian protect Aiden from himself? [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

COMPLETED Three rules. Four men. One girl. One gang. The last rule seems too vague. Give and Take. - I watch him. I have to watch him. He throws the knife, and as it clashes against the rough granite floor, he comes down to me and pulls my face to his mouth. He licks over the cut on my cheek in one long and wet stripe. The feeling of his tongue on my skin has me shivering away as my vision blurs with tears but he turns my face so that I have to watch his reaction. Watch his hazel eyes light up with childlike satisfaction. Watch the beast bare his teeth. He's smiling at me. "I'm going to have so much fun with you." Von speaks up and I quickly snatch my gaze towards him. "We all are. She's ours now."

FORMERLY V D' YAVOL. For as long as she can remember, Dream has been... dreaming. Very vividly. She saw how her childhood dog died two days before he actually did, so she had plenty of time to prepare herself-her words. She's been to plenty psychologists and sleep specialists, but they all say the same thing. Nothing to worry about. So, her parents gave it to God. And nothing happened. She's grown used to it by now. She sees a face, sometimes hears a name, and then whatever happens to that person. Murder, the lottery, a death in the family, etc. You name it, she's seen it. She pays the dreams no mind because she can't control or stop any of them all the time. It's out of her hands. But on one holy night, she sees a man. Limping. Crying. Bloody. Yet this time, she can't see a face.

"You think you're so fucking tough huh? Get your ass in that room before I have to make you, Skylar," he growled, trying to fight back his wolf from becoming unleashed. "I am not your pet, Lukas," I hissed, suppressing my anger while he just gave me that devilish smirk. "I won't just obey your every command like some fucking dog." "I didn't say that now did I? You're putting words in my mouth once again, love." "Because you think just because you're alpha, I will do whatever you want with the snap of your fingers, Lukas. I am not that easy to break." "You say that but last night, you were just handcuffed to my bed doing everything I asked, just so I could let you come," he gloated while walking up to me until my back hit the cold surface of the wall. "So before you try and be all macho with me, remember who you belong to, kitten."