Complete. Thirty year old Mika is in love with her neighbour Sy. Despite being friends, she knows nothing can happen, he is in a relationship. However, one day he shows up on her doorstep asking her to return a favour. What follows is a series of events that only happen in romantic comedies. Full of tropes from 'there's only one bed' to 'let's pretend we are dating', will Mika and Sy be able to overcome what is thrown their way to finally get together?

When you're left with a dead body in your kitchen and there's only one man you can call. The man you hate more than anything. With nobody else to turn to, you're stuck doing this under his terms. ••• "You just love to piss me off don't you?" His jaw ticks as he leans down towards me. "I don't really give a fuck about you Kain. I was just trying to have some fun before you went and ruined my night." "Oh you knew exactly what you were doing. I don't buy anything else for a second. You saw me. You knew you were pissing me off and you pushed me further. Well Drea, you pushed too fucking hard."

He's obsessed, insane even. He has to know her, watch her, touch her. She's his, and nothing will stop him. But she's smarter than he thinks.. ••• "You call me if he bothers you ever again, yeah?" "It's really nothing I-" he cuts me off "You'll call me." He says firmer "okay?" "Okay" I say softly, looking up at him. He's so fucking close to me. We just stand there for a moment and I'm having trouble remembering how to breathe. He leans closer, gently tilting my head up so that my eyes stay on him. "Good girl"

𝐈𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚, 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ⋆˚✿˖° 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐈𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐎𝐍. While trying to make the most of her life and also secure a better future for her nephew, agrees to a once in a lifetime opportunity. Marrying the cold and very intimidating business partner of her boss. 𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐗 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐀𝐍. The brooding boss of the Irish Mafia. He has achieved everything in his life. From taking over his father's throne, to getting a total respect from his workers. He has it all. Almost. There is one more thing he has to do to completely inherit his family fortune. Have a wife. ⋆˚✿˖°

| TEACH ME TRILOGY VOL.1 | ♚ Everyone knew Snow Verna was off-limits. The students, teachers, hell even Snow knew. A claim was made but she had no idea who made it on her, infuriating the 5"4 teen. He had claimed her from the moment he knew he wanted her. To be his one, his amore, his Queen. One simple look at the face of an angel was enough for Arsen Santos to stake his claim. Oblivious to the fact that the bad boy of LakeView High School made her off-limits, Snow carries on with her life she wishes was simpler. When the right moment for his presence to be known comes, Arsen is set on getting Snow to be his, though it won't be easy. The short firecracker with the mouth of a sailor doesn't like the cocky and arrogant bad boy, but one thing Snow needs to learn. Arsen Santos is possessive and won't let her go. ♚ "You can bring me to my fucking knees..." - "If I wanted to be controlled Arsen, I would have come with a goddamn remote..." - "Show me how you fucked yourself while I was gone amore..." ♚ - S E X U A L C O N T E N T - - M A T U R E T H E M E S - ♚ The beginning is cringey, but it does get better!

Kingston Ash has been obsessed with Sienna Abelli for over a decade. Ever since he laid his eyes on her when they were 5, the sociopath has known he wanted Sienna to be his. Leaving her notes, flowers, and sneaking into her room repeatedly for the past 17 years has caused Sienna to hate him. Kingston comes from an elite mafia family. He is known for his sociopathic ways, resulting in him being one of the most feared and cruel men alive. When his family wants him to settle down and marry somebody, he knows the only hand he will accept is Siennas. Forced against her will, Sienna's family hands her over to Kingston in an agreement for money. After he agrees to fight to the death for her hand in marriage, Sienna soon realizes just how much Kingston is willing to do for her. Once Kingston gets his hands on his precious Sienna, he knows he will never let her go.

"Winter, I don't want to be friends." Emerson whispered, softly, while slow tears cascaded down his tan flesh. As if her heart couldn't break anymore, it did. "Why?" Her soft voice cracked as new tears coated her hot cheeks. "Because I want to be more than friends with you." Emerson whispered even softer. And with that Winter's heart soared. He tugged a bit harder on her bottom lip and Winter let out a moan. Emerson took the opportunity to slide his tongue into her mouth. Winter was hot all over her body. Their tongues slowly touched, sending their bodies into sensory override. He let out a groan as he released her swollen lips. Their foreheads pressed together, as they regained their breath. They definitely weren't friends anymore. ----- Copyright © 2021 Please don't judge, my first book. Trigger Warning: Irregular eating habits, emotions.

[sandejas boys 3] He's checked off everything--smell, sight, sound. Taste, touch. And she hates him. "What the fuck do I do." "Fuck if we know," Kol bites out. "You're on your fucking own," Yvo says. Some fucking help his brothers are.

[sandejas boys 2] "The fuck did you do to make her like you." Yvo blows out his smoke. "Fuck if I know." Kol scowls. "Taste and touch," his older brother says. "Ask her. They're the only ones fucking left."

[sandejas boys 1] He hates her so much he can't think of anything else. She's invaded his senses--smell, sight, sound. What's left? Ah. Taste and touch.