Eva Graham is a guarded, no-nonsense social science major who studies human behavior to understand why people leave-and how to make sure she never lets the wrong ones in. She keeps to herself, avoids drama, and especially avoids campus athletes, whom she considers walking red flags. Cole Grayson is a third-year psychology major, a cocky ice hockey star with a grin that disarms and a fanbase full of puck bunnies. While everyone sees him coasting, Cole's under constant pressure-trying to go pro, balancing school, and keeping up a charming front to hide just how much he's cracking underneath. When Cole starts slipping in class, he's assigned a tutor: Eva. Neither is thrilled. She thinks he's a loud, lazy distraction. He calls her "Teach" just to get under her skin-she responds by calling him "Skates," with just the right amount of disdain. What begins as bickering soon turns into banter... then something softer. The nicknames stick, becoming a quiet thread that ties them together as friends-and maybe more. Cole falls first. Hard. Eva, scared of being hurt and shaped by people who've left before, fights it. Still, she agrees to go to one of his games-just once. But seeing him on the ice, in his world, adored yet somehow still alone, shifts everything. Then the bet surfaces. A stupid, careless thing made before he really knew her-and it threatens to destroy everything they've built. Surrounded by puck bunnies stirring drama, teammates with their own loyalties, and a past Eva isn't ready to share, the fragile trust between them begins to crack. Between jealousy, late-night confessions, and moments where one look says everything, Eva and Cole must decide: is love worth risking it all-even if it started with a bet, a nickname, and everything going wrong?

After a slump in her love life, Morgan is ready to get back out there. As a favor to a friend she signs up for a new dating app. Not knowing who she's messaging she sets up a date with a guy from the same university. When she steps into the coffee shop and sees her roommate's older brother, the guy whose nose she broke, she's certain it's a mistake. She should have walked away. Instead, she spent an evening drinking with him. An evening that ended with a surprisingly hot kiss. Just a Pucking Kiss is a New Adult, College Sports Romance with two stubborn enemies that refuse to turn lovers... until... (❤️18+ recommended❤️)

Never in a million years did I think I would cross paths with him again. Michael Woods. The boy who broke my heart. The boy who picked hockey over me. The boy who left me behind. After giving three years of my life to him, it was all over after his college graduation. He went his way and I went mine. But I never imagined landing a job at his agency when I moved to Boston four years later, let alone as his assistant. A job that's meant for me to service him, do as he asks, and give him all smiles. So, I play the part. I play the nice, kind, sweet assistant in public and ignore him like my life depends on it in private. The thought of getting close to him again terrifies me because I know. I know that once I let him again, I'll never be able to let him out. And if I do, it'll be at the cost of my heart, and this time he'll leave it broken beyond repair. I used to think he was forever mine. But hockey changed everything. What would he do now if he had to make that choice? Me? Or hockey? Or both? . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TRIGGER WARNING: Mention of death by accident and depression

She was supposed to leave him behind. Instead, he followed her home - with a grin and a proposition she can't seem to refuse. • • • Leon Collins has an uncanny resemblance to temptation - and Charlotte Hudson knows better than to touch it twice. As maid of honour to her best friend and sister-in-law-to-be, Charlotte's only job is to keep the wedding week flawless. But that's easier said than done when the best man is Leon: her brother's best friend, her best friend's brother, and the one mistake she swore she'd never make again. They danced too close once - too drunk, too messy, too young - but there's always consequences to dancing with temptation and Charlotte has paid the price. One she promises herself she won't ever revisit. But now they're walking down the aisle together, tension simmering under every glance, every brush of skin, every drunken confession that never should've left her lips. When the week ends, Charlotte thinks she's leaving the past - her young and stupid mistakes - and him behind for good. She's wrong. Because Leon Collins just got traded to her new team. Now he's in her office, in her space, and in her head - all charm, smirks, and a proposition that shouldn't sound as tempting as it does. One rule. No feelings. Just a physical arrangement to burn off the heat neither of them can seem to ignore. But desire this dangerous doesn't play by the rules. And the closer Charlotte gets to Leon, the more her carefully built walls begin to crack. She promised herself she'd never fall for him again. But Leon Collins has always been the one risk she can't resist.

"I don't know who you think you are coming here, and acting like you don't care about anything. Now listen here Princess, because I'm not going to repeat myself. Here's a couple of rules that I'd like to enlighten upon you. Number one, you do not talk back to me. And two, you don't mess with me or the rules," his breath fans my face and I close my eyes. The proximity between us was terrifying. "I've dealt with many bitches like you, so I suggest that you follow those rules unless you want to end up like them," - he leans in. His mouth lingers near my ear, "used." ... "... You might think that you run this place, but you do not run me. Understand? And the sooner you understand that, the better it'll be for the both of us," I warn staring right into his eyes before walking away. I was more than amused by his dumbfounded expression. I stop, and turn back around, facing him, "And one piece of advice, know what you're fishing for before you start fishing. What if you find a shark and it reels you in, instead?" ⇒Highest rank: 1 in Chicklit on 01.08.16

Señor Jefe [trans. Mr Boss] They used to be best friends for 12 years, that was until he disappeared into thin air. 4 years later they meet again and he quickly leaves her the next morning, this time with two special gifts arriving nine months later. Madison Clarke - At 21 years old, she's just starting out her life which is thrown into chaos as soon as she reunites for one night with the man who broke her, the man who was supposed to be her best friend. Santiago Hernández - His name is synonymous with the likes of those before him, who have worked their way up through the ranks of the cartels to be the best. At 22 years old, he's the most feared, the most respected, the most ruthless cartel leader in America. But he wasn't always that way. Follow their journey through their ups and downs, their highs and lows, all while loving the two precious ones who bring them back together, igniting the flame between them. Completed - 6th September 2020

COMPLETED ✔️✔️ "You're meant to hate me." I say, but it comes out more like a question. "I'm gonna fuck you as hard as I hate you." He says and the next second his mouth crashes onto mine. ••• They don't like each other. Like at all. Alex Black and Nadia Thorpe aren't friends in the slightest. They're what you'd call 'enemies'... or rivals. They despise the others' presence. They avoid each other at all cost, and neither will back down in a fight. Fast forward three years after they met, and they barely tolerate each other. And seeing each other at the off-campus yearly Halloween party makes things ten times worse, especially when they realise they've accidentally matched costumes... Oh and have I mentioned that they're part of the same friend group? _____________________________ Best rankings: #1 in collegeromance #1 in halloween #1 in forcedproximity #1 in costume #1 in party #1 in icehockey #1 in rivalstolovers #1 in friendgroup #1 in frenemies #1 in lovestory #1 in insomnia #2 in slowburn #2 in fire #3 in slowburn #3 in halloween Picture on the cover isn't mine Started 21/8/2024 Ended 19/8/2025 no

Completed • First Draft - not edited. || "You gonna sit there all night?" Luka glances at me, smirking. I glare back. "I was enjoying the last few seconds of peace before having to spend an evening pretending to like you." "That's funny," he says, unbuckling his seatbelt. "Why?" I snap. "Because I was thinking the same thing." || The rules? Easy enough. 1. Pretend to be the perfect couple. 2. Keep it professional. 3. And whatever you do, don't. catch. feelings. Simple, right? Sofia Calloway never planned on going viral for throwing a drink in Luka Mikhaylov's face. But one video, one pissed-off hockey star, and one furious university later... she's suddenly stuck in a fake relationship with the guy she can't stand. He needs to clean up his image before the NHL draft. She needs the free tuition that comes with the deal. All they have to do is smile for the cameras, hold hands at the games, and act like they don't want to strangle each other. Then come the late-night arguments that last too long. The stolen glances that feel too dangerous. The moment where "pretend" starts looking way too real. Because when you break the rules, someone's bound to lose. And this time, it might be both of them.

When Athena Solana and Tobias Landon were forced into an arranged marriage, chaos was inevitable. They barely knew each other, aside from the fact that they both came from old money and even older expectations. Tobias was defiant by nature. Marriage was never part of his plan. As the CEO of his father's empire, he had it all: wealth, women, and complete freedom. But the one condition tied to his luxurious lifestyle? Marry Athena. Athena was grace wrapped in gold. Kind-hearted and composed, she was everything Tobias wasn't. And yet, neither of them wanted this union. To them, love was a fantasy, and marriage was just another business transaction, especially in their world, where billionaires married for power, not passion. But as love, loyalty, and legacy collide, buried truths rise to the surface and threaten to change everything they thought they knew. Trigger Warning ⚠️ this book contains talks of sexual assault and violence. Please read at caution.

Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.