"You do not understand how much I hate you," I whisper our breaths mixing. "And you do not understand how much I want to throw you onto this table and kiss you until all you can remember is my name," he says leaning in so our noses brush. "You wouldn't." "Oh yeah?" ○●○●○●○●○● Aria Caddel dreams of having a love story like her parents. But she would rather spend the whole day with her friends at the beach. When her mother tells her that she needs to find a job for the summer instead of doing nothing with her life she figures the best idea would be lifeguarding at her local beach with a few of her friends. That way she can be doing everything she wants to all summer while getting paid. Yet when she finds out that the person she would rather strangle than even breathe near applied as well she immediately regrets her decision. Xander Madden is every girl's dream. Well, every girl but Aria. Xander is a dream boat, you could say. Smart, talented, and extremely handsome. Aria would describe him differently. The two teenagers have been enemies since they could remember. However, lifeguarding together means they have to make up and play nice for the summer, which isn't going to be easy for either of them. The two must find a way to be civil around each other which in Arias's mind means ignoring him at all costs. Except for some reason she is constantly finding herself near him. Obviously, she would never think of him as anything more than her enemy and the person she hates most in the world...right?

Our moms were best friends. There wasn't much more to it than that. Every holiday, vacation and weekend, I was forced to spend time with Jax and his family. When I was four years old and he drenched my favorite blouse in ketchup, Jax and I became arch enemies...and then - somehow - we became best friends. But like I said, there wasn't much more to it than that. Mostly. Okay, so of course I liked him a little. How could I not? Even though Jax was annoying at times, he was also funny, athletic, popular, and downright hot, and I was his nerdy little best friend. He was my protector, the one who rescued me countless times from countless threats. We shared more than just friendship... Until the death of Jax's mother. The grief drove a wedge between us, and only so much more grief would follow. But pain has a way of tearing people apart, only to force them back together again. That's what happened to us. And, unfortunately, the only way around pain is through it. Trigger Warning: This book contains references to physical abuse and sexual trauma. Please read cautiously, and remember to take care of yourself.

Copyrighted 2018 **This is the rewritten version of His Flower. I hope you enjoy!** There was only one word to describe my life: Hell. It was all I had ever known, the only thing I was used to. I didn't want it any other way. Why the fuck couldn't she see that? -&- Having a normal childhood was completely foreign to the two polar opposites Rosalyn Summers and Rex Turner. Both grew up in the closest thing they knew to Hell, each with terrible problems of their own. Perhaps, that is why they were so drawn to each other. Rose might have been that typical shy, quiet girl roaming the school's halls, no friends to speak of and no genuine interest in learning, but even she couldn't deny that attraction towards the school's resident 'bad boy'. The one no one else dared speak to. Rex's anger issues always got the best of him, even when that idiot girl came tumbling into his life. She just wouldn't leave him the fuck alone. No matter how much he liked it. He could convince himself he wasn't good for her as much as he wanted. It didn't matter, she wouldn't let him be and he would soon refuse to let her go. Completely oblivious to her own darkness raging beneath the surface. *WARNING: This story has quite a few very possessive and controlling men. If that kind of thing isn't for you, this book definitely won't be.** There is also talk of anxiety, panic attacks, and some drug-use mentions. ALSO this story will have a LOT of chapters! It's filled with triggers (mentioned above), but also a bunch of cute scenes, fluff moments, adoring toe-curling moments, and a plot you won't see coming!

THE CLUB OWNER AND HIS STRIPPER "Sir, this is inappropriate and I'm sure you're aware of that. You're my boss." His tall frame stood up and he slowly strode over to me with a lustful glint in his eyes. His hand lifted and his thumb ran across my lower lip, "Strip for me." ❦ Valentina Castillo, working at the highest paying job she could with an abnormally absent boss. Her life depended on her skills throughout the underworld, able to kill without a trace of remorse trailing behind her. Her ability to seduce for what she wanted was unmatched, and it only helped for the time she wasn't pulling the crimson from bodies to gain what she pleased. Clay Romero, one of the most powerful men in the underworld. His multiple owned clubs gave him the ability to rise above others, finding his way to the vixen working at his very own strip club. He got what he wanted without a consequence, and it made him just that much more powerful. Even through the lines of lust, their lives were much similar than they thought. [started: 02.15.22] [completed: 04.30.22] ----- WARNING: mature and explicit content; rated +18 ©lustfulslxt

{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘖𝘕𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠} Ria Romano knew hurt like the back of her hand. She was dealt her fair share of bad cards, more than anyone so young should have to face. A cynical girl riddled with the remnants of her past, a shattered sort of soul. She concealed like it was second nature; her instinct being to suppress. She'd offer you a cigarette with a shrug while you were crying because she never was too great with affection. She didn't smile so often but when she did and it was directed at you, you'd never feel such satisfaction. I was told Aria preferred to be alone, isolated; clouding her mind with inhales of her cigarette and drowning it in alcohol. Until she was dealt her good card, out of the pack of bad. They had a love beautiful enough to last a lifetime, the type directors desire to capture and authors aspire to write. Two souls, shattered by the cruelty of the world time and time again with flames that rekindled each others. They were each other's oxygen. They breathed life back into each other, those two insomniacs. <3

"Goodmorning guys" they all turn their head toward me. "Goodmorning muppet" Ugh that stupid nickname, don't even ask me what it means because i wouldn't be able to answer it. I walk past Liam who is sitting with his abs toned. "Why do you always have to walk around shirtless" I roll my eyes and i hear the guys laugh behind me. I open the fridge when i confusingly look back at the boys. There is a boy that i didn't see before. I look him up and down, not even trying to hide that i'm definitely checking him out. He is so attractive. Tattoo's on his arms which go all the way down to his fingers. He has black hair with a few strands falling on his forehead. His eyes are a greyish color, or that's what it looks like from here. I walk toward Liam nudging my elbow in his arm. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?" I say while looking at the unknown attractive man. ________________________________________________ What happens when she catches feelings for her brothers best friend? Will it ruin her in every way possible or will it do the complete opposite?

Best friends to strangers to enemies to lovers "Eleanora...?" "Luke..." No it can't be... The necklace ... The bullet ... And the initials...

Most teens are rebellious, don't follow the rules. To Skylar the rules don't even exist, ever since she was a child nothing stopped her from doing thing her way and this new school won't be the first. With her "zero fucks given" attitude she's better get ready for one hell of a ride, and after being given an ultimatum by her mother to be on her best behaviour, she better be ready for the twists, turns and changes that are yet to come. But it's only one year what's the worse that can happen, right? Well welcome to oceanview academy skylar, where expecting the unexpected becomes second nature... • She was a rose, an ethereal beauty with thorns that could make the whole world bleed. He was a rain storm dark, brooding but not the kind you run from, the kind you chase. We keep the rose as a reminder that sometimes, the rain is necessary for the flower to bloom. • "everyone complains when a rose bush has thorns but rejoices when a thorn bush has roses, but some see the true beauty of the rose and over come the thorns, and these are the ones who help the rose to blossom" full description in preface :)

Brielle Yves is the new girl, except she's not actually new. She's been to Langston before, but only when she was a little girl hiding in the toilets at lunch because she didn't want to get bullied. Back then, she would let everything slide through her, hurting her feelings and making her feel bad about herself. But now, Brielle is back, and will not let anything slide past her. Grayson Valente, the popular boy. Who everyone sees as perfect, but really he's just boy with a broken heart trying to piece it back together- but it's easier said than done. No one knows the real Grayson, until Brielle comes along obviously. But can they fix each other? Can they find happiness within each other? The Elite Girls Series #1