"I could tutor you, but I don't think you'd be able to concentrate." • • • When Cassandra Berry gets offered a shitload of money and a place at any college of her choice, just to con a man and getting pregnant with a said man, the answer seems pretty straight forward; Yes. - But Harry Xavier Devon is no mere fool. With two millennium prizes on his back and renowned around the world as the next Newton within mathematics, Harry easily sees through his brother's ploy to have a woman seduce him and get her pregnant when he himself can't have children. His brother in desperate need of an heir for his business empire, but Harry has no intentions of playing the scapegoat. Flipping the play against his brother, he pays Cassandra double the money to continue lying to his brother that they *are* having sex. He thinks he's gotten his revenge when it suddenly appears he's gotten more than he bargained for. Cassandra is no shy woman, or as previously thought, just a money-grabbing whore. Stuck in the same house together for a whole summer could prove to teach the mathematician that some things can *never* be calculated... - Especially when dealing with a (horny) woman.

"You make me want to keep dancing, even when the music stops." • • • Ever since her father died of a stroke while she was dancing for him, Fiona has been afraid to dance in front of others. She closed up her talent behind locked doors and only dared to dance to the mirror; There was nobody she could hurt when she was alone. So what happens when the mirror suddenly reveals another person that catches her as she's about to lose footage in a pirouette? Someone who dares her to dance with him, to step outside her comfort zone. Life-happy Adam sees a lost but gifted girl, afraid to show her talent. Her life has been standing still for so long, she's turned into a dancer without movement. So what does he make her do? He makes her pirouette.

"Don't touch me, darling. Not unless you suddenly want to find yourself with my cock in your mouth." • • • Sins come in all shapes and sizes, but she never expected it to come in the shape of him. He was what you called a Sinner; His touch made you sin in every biblical way possible. One touch was all it took; one catastrophic sin. Cara had always lived the virtuous life as a faithful Catholic. She never expected her life to be abruptly turned upside down when she yelled at a rude man with sinfully wandering hands. But when you've lived your whole life as a saint and start to mess with a Sinner, you're bound to do something bad; You are bound to (do) Sin.

"Come to sit on my lap again?" • • • It's that time of the year again, and people are all waiting for Santa to come by with their presents. Hazel is living a humdrum life in her small hometown, doing nothing in particular when a certain Santa Claus asks her if she wants to sit on his lap. Brown eyes, chocolate hair and abs carved like stone, Nick is nothing like the traditional Santa you know, yet he still straps on the beard and red suit. In town for just the season, Hazel slowly discovers there's more to Nick Saint than what meets the eye. Peeling back one layer at a time (like a Christmas present) she uncovers what truly lies beneath that red suit of his and finds herself in shock at the result. As the saying goes... Santa smirks because he knows where all the naughty girls live... And he was smirking at Hazel.

"I could nibble at your nose... or at your ear... or at your lips... or..." • • • It's December, and Jack Frost has just come to town. Literally. Summer is one of those people who hates winter. Not just because she was named after the opposite season, but because she hated the cold with a burning passion. But when a stunning man with silver hair, frosty blue eyes and a jovial charm walks into her coffee shop, ordering an iced caramel macchiato with extra ice, she suddenly finds it hard to hate the cold. Especially when (despite his constant cold hands) he always seems to burn her with his touch. Something seems off about him, and Summer is not mistaken. Jack Frost is known for bringing on the cold, but Summer is about to learn that he sure as hell knows how to turn on the heat, too.

Love in the shape of poems. Pain in the shape of words.

"Explosions are my specialty, I can and will be your doom, Now get down on your knees, baby, I'll make your world go boom." • • • Unconventional poems of a conformed man. I voice all my inner chaotic turmoils in rhyming words so they sound less pathetic. And also, I spice it up with dirty poetry, in good ol' me style, so I don't ruin the esthetics.

---▪︎ A Wattpad featured story ▪︎--- Twelve years ago, an incident changed my life. I was sent to London by my father with a new identity; all alone, away from my family and home, away from everything that was me. With a new persona as Jennifer Ryson, I rose from the ashes and became a force to be reckoned, a name to be remembered, the richest businesswoman in London. Alas, past is like a haunting spirit who follows you until you face it square in the eye. Twelve years later, that's exactly what I'm forced to do. Unravel a mystery that changed my life. The only problem? The key to find out what exactly happened that night is by taking the help of my nemesis who I'd rather butcher in his sleep. Lykas freaking Vitallis. My business rival, my sister's to-be fiance and a connection to my past I do not want to acknowledge. But beggars can't be choosers afterall.

"You do not understand how much I hate you," I whisper our breaths mixing. "And you do not understand how much I want to throw you onto this table and kiss you until all you can remember is my name," he says leaning in so our noses brush. "You wouldn't." "Oh yeah?" ○●○●○●○●○● Aria Caddel dreams of having a love story like her parents. But she would rather spend the whole day with her friends at the beach. When her mother tells her that she needs to find a job for the summer instead of doing nothing with her life she figures the best idea would be lifeguarding at her local beach with a few of her friends. That way she can be doing everything she wants to all summer while getting paid. Yet when she finds out that the person she would rather strangle than even breathe near applied as well she immediately regrets her decision. Xander Madden is every girl's dream. Well, every girl but Aria. Xander is a dream boat, you could say. Smart, talented, and extremely handsome. Aria would describe him differently. The two teenagers have been enemies since they could remember. However, lifeguarding together means they have to make up and play nice for the summer, which isn't going to be easy for either of them. The two must find a way to be civil around each other which in Arias's mind means ignoring him at all costs. Except for some reason she is constantly finding herself near him. Obviously, she would never think of him as anything more than her enemy and the person she hates most in the world...right?

COMING SOON 『 And that's when he tilts his head, a tad bit of provocation hidden behind the veil of his eyes, that I finally read them clearly. The two sentences inked on his neck - right below two red angel wings. "Choke me. Right here. " 』 They were wilted flowers, not ready for the light to shine on them, to expose their scars and their anger. The story of a complex, elusive bartender & a drop-out college student trying to make a life for herself. Only it's not as simple as that.