•••••••••••••••• Him, the perfect definition of cold-hearted. Him, the perfect definition of a heartbreaker, burning and breaking hearts was what he desired. Him, something broken yet so beautiful and god forbid me for loving a man like him, he was the captivator of my heart but one problem, he hated me. Pushing me away was slowly becoming his hobby and I wasn't going to back down, not until I knew why he despised me so much. He had changed, all those years he returned back with a Stiffened heart and I needed to know why. Will I be able to make a place in that dangerous heart, through all the pain and drama he caused me? Will I? © All rights reserved. |Editing| Beware of grammatical errors and spelling mistakes, this story just sits here because of personal reasons but it was written by me when I was like 14 lol. NOTE: STRONG LANGUAGE AHEAD.

Carly Atwood always remembered the man that used to live in the loft above the barn when she was a little girl. John was her childhood crush, he was the guy she wrote about in her diary, and when he left her in his army greens, he was the first man she ever cried for. Nine years later, Carly isn't the eleven year-old girl John left behind. She grew up and moved on with her life, taking over the Atwood Ranch following her father's death. John isn't the man he used to be either; physically and emotionally scarred following his last deployment in Afghanistan, John is returning to the only place he ever called home, back to the loft above the barn and to the pretty blonde girl that's been holding onto his dog tags for all these years. ----- Title inspired by the song of the same name by Tim McGraw.

✥ The Mob Boss & His Therapist ✥ [part one/ unedited] BEING EDITED FOR FURTHER PUBLISHING Rafael Rossi, a glass like fragile Italian mob boss, who has sworn to never let anyone on his demons that have only resulted him post traumatic stress disorder. He had one promise, to make those bleed who have made him bleed and his biggest motive being to never let anyone on the pain he has been carrying in his heart that has been bleeding for stitches till this day. He had grown out of love with the concept of love which had him only suffer. Little did the heartless mob boss know he would find someone who knew him more than he knew himself. Ravenna Romano, a kind & loving therapist, who had made a mission to help others escape their pain and make them fall in love with the idea of love once again. Losing her baby brother, Beau, at a young age had given her the curse of a bleeding heart which after a long toll, she learned pain can be only subsided by love. She knew darkness can only be taken away by the light of hope. Hope of a new fresh start. But she did not know that she would be helping the heartless Italian realise that his heart was waiting to be healed. Little did she know that she was going to be the therapist of Rafael Rossi. But would she be able to be his remedy when she choose the sweetest words to heal his brittle heart when he choose the most poisonous actions to break it. ﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎ "Mr.Rossi I really need you to open up to me for our sessions to work." She said in her sweet innocent voice as he felt himself rage at her pointless efforts on healing something that doesn't exist. "How about you start by opening up to me?" He asked while his eyes traveled down her ripe body. "Mr.Rossi, I don't understand." The caring heart of the therapist spoke as she felt his greedy gaze upon her untouched shrine . "Open up your legs Ms.Romano."

BOOK 2 The way his breath fanned my cheeks, how big his hand felt around my wrists, how easy it would be to lean up and press my lips to his. A rush of heat ran to my core. I groaned and tried squirming again. My wolf surfaced, showing him our yellow eyes. She wanted him, and she wanted him to know just how much. Just then I felt my underwear dampen. "Arlo." I whimpered. I was embarrassed, he was too old for me. That's what he kept saying, that's what I kept saying. Waiting was the only way he'd have me. And I was willing to wait, but my body wasn't. My wolf was new, she didn't have his self control. He closed his eyes, pressing his forehead to mine. My breathing was erratic as his lips were just centimeters from mine. "Clean yourself up." He growled, slowly releasing my wrists and taking his warm weight off of me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After the death of Alpha Deacon Vidar, his Beta Arlo Henson, tried his best to be there for Deacon's mate Ellis and child Althea. After a few years Ellis re-mated and Arlo decided it was no longer appropriate to be so close to little Althea, seeing as the pull he felt towards her was only growing. After 13 years of staying away from the family, he is called in for a possible threat. Althea is 17 now and feeling the stress of taking over as pack leader, as well as finishing high school. On top of everything she's stuck training with her dead fathers best friend, Beta Arlo. She is filled with rage when finding out Arlos long kept secret. Will Arlo's love for Althea outweigh his respect for his dead friend? Will Althea forgive and fall into the pull she has with Arlo? Are there secrets about Alpha Vidar's death that don't add up? Their taboo love will be the least of their worries...

"The Underboss and His Possession " - After being sheltered from the outside world a majority of her life in hopes to protect her from the dangers of the real world, Amaras life is soon turned upside down after she witnesses a murder at the hands of a dangerous mobster named Salvatore Romano. Like any person with common sense, Amara feared him more than any thing in the world, but soon her fear started to fade away as she realized she was falling in love with the mobster. In fact, she fell crazy in love. So crazy, that she would do just about anything for him...and she means anything. But would he do the same for her? ۵ "You'd do anything for me, right princess?" He asked softly, and I slowly nodded my head as I stared into his gray eyes that were pulling me in for a longing trance. He placed a kiss on my forehead, reaching into the back of his slacks as he handed me a gun. "I want you to kill him."

[BxB] Waking up next to someone after having a little too much to drink was no new, riveting story in this day and age. Waking up next to another boy, when you were also a boy, was a little more interesting, but still nothing to write home about. But waking up in Nico Beckett's sheets? To Wesley, it was a nightmare come to life. ~~~ Wesley Dillon's life was uneventful, and frankly, he liked it that way. He didn't get into trouble, he kept his grades up, he played it safe. He never did anything to rock the boat he was floating in, the calm waters of his lake left undisturbed. Now starting his last year in high school, Wes was content to continue living his life as he always has - but sometimes, and only sometimes, he caught himself wishing that something could make ripples in his tiny world. What he wasn't ready for were the waves that were Nico Beckett - a troublemaker, womaniser, and an incredibly popular boy at his school. He was everything Wes was not. Nico was the type of guy that Wes never wanted to associate with, but after waking up in his arms with panic in his chest and pains everywhere else, he realised that his life was going to get much, much more complicated. It took him everything to try not to drown as the waves pulled him further and further down. But, somewhere along the way, he wasn't sure that drowning was actually a bad thing. ~~~ #1 in romance (29/09/19) #1 in LGBT (07/09/2019) #1 in bxb (07/09/2019) #1 in boyxboy (08/09/2019) #1 in gay (11/09/2019) #1 in highschool (29/09/19) #1 in school (17/10/19) #1 in comingofage (01/10/19) #1 in slowburn (02/10/19) #1 in BL (04/10/19) #1 in lovetriangle (05/10/19) #1 in family (31/10/19) #1 in comingoutofthecloset (08/01/20) #1 in writtenwithpride (19/06/21) #4 in love (07/03/21)

Zoya Hart has been eluding her gold-digging stepmother for the last few years. Knowing that this woman will do anything to gain control of her and her late father's company, Zoya finds herself hiding out on a farm. Now, with a PI on her trail, Zoya's luck is running out in more ways than one. Roman DeRoux is fresh out of prison from a crime he didn't commit. When he arrives in Louisiana to claim the house his grandmother left him, he finds a strange girl already living there. He'll try his best to get her to leave, but ends up finding more reasons to make her stay. ⭐️ Wattpad Pick on Pumpkin Spice Romance ⭐️ Wattpad Pick on Its Sagittarius Season, Baby ⭐️ Featured on Wattpad Explorers ⭐️ Featured on Wattpad's Romance profile ⭐️ Featured on Wattpad's Spiritual profile There will be mature themes in later chapters. I will tag them in case anyone wishes to avoid.

Cal Jackson's new life as a rockstar fails to account for one thing: the existence of the girl he loves. ***** "What are you thinking about?" she asks. "A song," I say. "A new song." I stare at the ocean as I sing the song that I wrote, something that comes from the darkest place of my heart. "Do you even know how gifted you are?" she whispers. "You're destined to be someone big, Cal." "Really?" "Yeah." ***** She's perfect in every way. Beautiful. Smart. Her bright future is right there in front of her eyes. While here I am. Ruined. No college, let alone a future. Just an image of a wannabe rockstar with tattoed arms and an old guitar. I knew that our story would be no less than that tragic Romeo and Juliet shit the moment I laid my eyes on her, but still, I can't resist her. The moment she whispers my name, "Cal," I lose all sanity. She becomes my melody, my lyrics, the song that keeps echoing in my ears. People call her Mia. I call her my Amy, her name crafted above my beating heart, tattoed on my skin. Amelia Davis is my girl. Mine. And only mine. ***** THE JACKSONS BOOK #1 © 2021 Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved. (Content warning: This book has descriptive sexual content and explicit language)