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To create. That's what Gianna Alexie wanted to do ever since she was a little Gia. After graduating college, the woman vowed to create a book for the world to love, though she knew she'll be needing help. Help came in the form of her mentor, Keenan Travino, a man more than a decade her senior with thin patience, a love for cigarettes and bourbon, and as many issues as the clever tricks up his sleeves. - COMPLETED BUT UNEDITED - 1ST DRAFT - PAPERBACK NOW AVAILABLE

In which an eighteen-year-old succumbs to an older man . . . "I can't resist him, even though I tried. Call me weak, pathetic, my ears are deaf except if it's his voice they're listening to. Because no matter what, just one touch and I'm at his mercy."

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.

After Crait, the Resistance is all but decimated. It will take time before they regain the strength and numbers to be anything more than an annoyance to the First Order. In the meanwhile, the Force bond between Rey and the new Supreme Leader not only continues but grows. They begin to be able to see one another's surroundings, touch things... and as the bond grows, so does their relationship. Mutual distrust becomes begrudging acceptance. Then a strange sort of friendship. And then... well... ;) Post TLJ Reylo fanfic; VERY Rey/Ben centric; will focus almost exclusively on times when the bond brings them together; A VERY patient slow burn that devotes a lot of time to character development. COMPLETE.

Being raised by 5 brothers wasnt easy. I grew up to be a tomboy, playing sports, watching the games on TV, and hanging out with the guys. I was always on easy target for bullies, especially boys. They would make fun of my curveless body and the way I dressed, and also made rumors up about me. So when I was offered the chance to go to school in Paris for 2 years I jumped at the opprotunity to leave this place. 2 years later and here I am, all grown up. Im not that little girl that they all remember. It wasnt my plan to get revenge, but they all just made it way too easy. With the help of my bestfriend Im going to have the boys wanting to date me and the girls wanting to be me.

Nicole, a newly divorce', has feelings for her best friend's brother. The very first night they met, the club was jumping, shots were done, and deals were made............ As soon as the mother of his twin boys come back into the picture, someone breaks the deal...... He caught my chin with his fingers and made me look at him. Dam those dark sea blue eyes. "Now that I got your attention, Nicole..........spill. I want to know everything and I mean everything, now. I'm not leaving here until we have dealt with whatever is going on with you..........us. Neither one of us is moving from this couch until we both have re-finalized this deal." He closed his eyes and tried to ignore his phone vibrating. "Answer the phone Drake, it might be important." "No." he said. "It might be Anna." Once again, he said "No". The phone stopped. But as soon as I opened my mouth to finally tell him, his phone ranged again. "Please answer the phone, it's obviously important. It could even be Lori looking for you." His head turned to me so quickly, I thought he would get whiplash. "So that's what's this is all about?! Who told you she was back?" he said with an agitated voice. I said nothing but looked at his phone then said, "answer it and I'll tell you everything if you will answer one question for me, truthfully." He reached for the phone, and I tried to leave. As he answered the phone, he yanked me back to my spot on his lap and said loudly for who ever was on the phone to hear, "Stay. Put. Nicole. If you move from my lap, I will throw this phone against the wall and if it doesn't break, whoever is on the line will hear everything that I will say and do to you. Do I make myself clear?" Follow Nicole and Drake as they re-finalize the deal....... Copyright © 2013 NIKKI DEE All rights reserved.