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Kian crosses the room, taking large steps towards me. He rips my hand from the guy's neck with a snarl, forcibly pulling me up. My eyes widen. "Kian-what the hell!" "We're leaving," he barks at me. "What is wrong with-" "You want a fuck buddy? I'll fucking be it. Come on," he growls my protest. *this excerpt is from ch. 10* ----- Meet, Aidin West. Prescott University's undefeated swimmer. Beautiful. Smart. Meet, Kian Grey. Prescott University's most agile center. Sexy. Too hot for his own good. Kian pulled Aidin's pigtails when she took his swing. Aidin kicked him in the balls. Now? They're best friends. Platonically. No, really, platonically. Well. . . ----- *story is inspired and all credits are given to lauren layne and elle kennedy, see author's note for more details (:*

In order to save her career, Lisanna Moore has to manage the image of a bad boy prince, whose sudden reappearance has thrown the kingdom into turmoil. As rumours and gossip spread about illicit affairs and mysterious pasts come to light, Lisanna finds herself struggling to deal with her client's abrasive personality and the feelings she's starting to have for the charming rogue. Can she manage to save her career, the prince, and her heart... or will the bad boy prince and his secret agenda cost her everything?

Luna Don't date a hockey player. Simple enough, right? Or at least, that's what I thought when I promised my father I would never date anyone from his team. Then I was assigned to tutor Vaughn Banks, LSU's broody and mysterious right winger. Vaughn is ultra-hot, ultra-tattooed-and ultra-forbidden. Problem is, he's also insanely funny, a secret softy, and the first guy who's been patient enough to break down the ten-foot walls around my heart. We tell everyone we're just friends, but we both know it's a lie. Between our stolen glances and secret sleepovers, it's only a matter of time before everyone else finds out, too. Vaughn When I learn that the gorgeous brunette I keep seeing around campus is Coach Ward's daughter, I make a point to stay away. Her father knows a few too many of my past sins, and the last thing he'd want is a guy with an arrest record dating his only daughter. My strategy works... until I start flunking calc, and Luna is assigned as my tutor. I sit across from her in the library three days per week, pretending I'm not falling for her like I've never fallen before. But when one moment of weakness changes everything, there's no more pretending-and there's no going back. Landing in the penalty box is the least of my worries. I have everything on the line, and this is a shot I can't afford to miss.