Caleb and Hailey hated each other's guts as long as they could remember. But who knew hating someone with burning passion was going to make sex with your enemy the best sex ever?

fractured love trilogy #1 #1 IN #FICTION - 15 August 2024 #1 IN #TEEN - 20 December 2025 #1 IN #MAFIA - 30 April 2025 #1 IN #GRUMPYXSUNSHINE - 25 May 2025 #1 IN #ENEMIESWITHBENEFITS - 7 June 2025 #1 IN #BOARDING SCHOOL - 8 June 2025 #2 IN #ENEMY - 21 April 2024 #2 IN #FAKE DATING - 28 April 2025 #2 IN #ROOMMATES - 16 Novemver 2025 #3 IN #BADBOY - 15 August 2024 #3 IN #MAFIADON - 10 August 2025 ... "Say you hate me." He said, louder this time. I couldn't breathe. I was drowning. "I-I can't!" He nods sarcastically, his lips falling into a malicious half smile, "Just because you caught feelings doesn't mean that I did. You were a good fuck but that's all you'll ever be." ... when the line between love and hate gets tangled, is there any coming back? Strong willed and confident, Elsie Williams, the new IT girl of St Louis Boarding School. She's got some serious daddy issues and an unhealthy obsession with sour patch kids. Dangerous yet gorgeous, Grayson Lorenzo, the infamous 'badboy' of St Louis Boarding School. He's the future don of the italian mafia and the school's star quarterback.

"Breathe." He dipped his head down so that his lips were right at my ear, his strong arm wrapped securely around my waist, molding my body into his. "If you're going to fall apart,." He starts, teeth gritted. "Now's the time. I'll be here to put you back together when it's over." I squeezed my eyes shut again, and I did just that. I fell apart. ******* Secrets. Lies. Deception. Murder. I'd seen and done it all. And not willingly. So I left. I sacrificed my freedom to save myself, and the only way to ensure my own safety was to start over. Clean slate. New people. New me. But the last thing I expected when I arrived at Manonwell Prep Academy was to be bombarded by a boy-no, a man who held some unknown vendetta against me. Call it obsession, infatuation, hatred. To me it was all one in the same. He was everywhere I turned, like a shadow. Watching me. Taunting me. Haunting me. And it was all because of something I did to him a long time ago. It was something so bad that he couldn't stand me, that he wanted me dead, and the idea of making my life a living hell was something that he took pride in. But I didn't remember. I had no clue what I could've done to him in the past, but he was hellbent on pushing me until I did. My plans on starting over were shattered the minute I stepped inside that school. He was the type of person that demanded your attention without having to speak. He was untamed and wild and unhinged. But what he didn't know was that the Winter Travers that he knew in past, the one I didn't remember, was no longer alive. I was different. She was gone and I was here. And he was everything I should've been afraid of. Sinister, quiet, manipulative, but I knew it would be a cold day in hell before I let him win. Ronan was like gasoline waiting to be doused on the fire that inside me, and if he was ready to burn, then so was I.

Book 1 of The Dark Knight Series.. When the two people closest to you commit the ultimate betrayal, but there's only one of them left to feel your vengeance..... Lucy and Luca are so in love and looking forward to their future. So what will happen when Lucy discovers Luca has betrayed her, in a way that crushes everything around them.. Can their love survive? Or are some betrayals just to much to bare..

𝐇𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫-𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞. Lisa was never supposed to fall for Noah. Not the boy who saved her from a playground meltdown. Not the best friend who became her first kiss... her first love... her everything. But when he moved across the world, he left her with nothing but a broken promise and a gold star necklace she still wears like a scar. She swore she'd wait. He swore they'd find each other again. But two weeks after he came back, he was holding another girl's hand. Now it's war. And Lisa's done playing soft. Noah thought leaving Lisa behind would protect them both. He didn't expect to fall apart without her. Neither did he expect to learn the truth-something so brutal it made him question every moment they'd ever shared and see her as a stranger in the skin of the girl he once loved. And he definitely didn't expect to fall into someone else's arms trying to forget the taste of her lips. But Lisa's not the shy girl he left behind. She's colder now. Hotter, too. And every time he looks at her like he hates her, he wants to grab her and make her remember everything. This isn't just a breakup. It's unfinished business. First love never dies. But it might just destroy them both. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ SLOWBURN! word count- 130,000 started- July 07 2023, Finished- May 2025 Copyright all rights reserved

'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

A sequel to The Player's SideChick (This book is not a standalone-read the first book to fully experience the story.) **** He destroyed everything that ever mattered... including her. Now, haunted by the wreckage of his own making, he's on a path of redemption. She was the one thing he never meant to lose, and the one thing he's determined to fight for. This is his story. His regret. His grovel. And maybe... his second chance. But winning her back won't be easy. She's no longer the girl who loved him blindly. She's stronger now, guarded, and not willing to be anyone's second choice, not again. He'll have to prove he's changed. That the man who broke her heart is gone. This isn't just about forgiveness. It's about healing, redemption, and a love that refuses to die, no matter how many times it's been burned. This is the final chapter of their story.

He broke the girl who loved him more than she loved herself.

(Though highly recommend to read the book "Obsession, Madness & Love" first, this book can be read as a standalone.) ____________________________________________ I made a mistake. A terrible one. I betrayed my best friend. The only person who ever cared for me. But I had no choice. Then there's his younger sister, Maria Andrews who always looked up to me as if I was some kind of an angel, little does she know that I am far away from that. And now I am on the run, trying to leave everything behind. But it's been four years, four fucking years since her eighteenth birthday when she confessed having feelings for me. For Me. And her words still haunt me, the tears in her eyes when I rejected her still burn my heart but I did what I had to do. People don't love me, especially women...they only seek pleasure from me. I am not a lovable person and someone you should definitely steer clear of. Getting involved with my best friend's (or ex best friend's) sister is stupid and I'm fucking mature enough to not even think of her, of someone who is eight years younger than me. But now, she is here and God help me, I am about to cross every fucking line.

Having a childhood enemy and then falling in love with each other runs in my family. So, when I ended up in a similar hateful situation, why did it excite me? Because Althea Coleman has been mine since the moment a three year old me held her in my arms. Yes, her bratty attitude is a pain in my ass and she loathes me but that won't stop me from marrying her. And that's fucking final. I ain't a prince charming like my father or grandfather. And I wasn't stupid enough to stay in denial like them about what I want. And I want her and no one is going to stop me. Because I am fucking obsessed with her. ______________________________________________ "Why are you so obsessed with me?" "Honestly, I don't fucking know, Althea. And it's maddening but at the same time so fucking addicting."