~"You don't know me." I snap. "Sure, I don't. We've only spent more than half of our lives together. But I don't know you. Like at all, I don't." He says sarcastically, making me stand up from my chair and stand in front of him with crossed arms. He keeps seated on my bed, looking just as angry as myself. I study his face for a really short second and internally groan. Puberty did really hit him good. ~ · Why would Hades think that after two years of not seeing Emma and not answering her calls, she would still be the same? How could he expect her to still be that weak little girl that depended on him? No, Emma has changed into somebody he has yet to discover. Two years ago, these two had their biggest fight. Best friends should get over it and move on, right? But what if there was no way they could talk it out, due to an unpleasant misunderstanding? Two years of not hearing shit from each other. Two years of being separated...and that after a bad argument. Both too stubborn to talk about it. But wouldn't it be so easy to finally sit down and talk? Even after what they did at Julie's first party of the new school year? I mean, they could still act like it didn't happen, since they have both been drunk. Yet they remember and decide it would be best to just avoid each other. Well, they seem to do a really bad job.

Two people - broken in their own way - collide. Francesca's life was completely normal up to a couple months ago. Ethan's never known normality. Two people. Carrying a massive weight of secrets. Only time will take for their barriers to break and their walls to fall. Mature content throughout: PTSD, Language, sexual themes, smut, drugs and alcohol. - - - My insides are begging for me to let go, and I don't think I can hold no longer, but for my own dignity, I do, trying to push it down. It's too soon, embarrassingly soon. "Don't you fucking dare." His voice is hard, demeaning, and that alone makes my insides tighten further. The pressure becoming unbearable. Ethan's hand grabs my wet hair, twirling it around his hand before he pulls me up by it, and I wince slightly before sighing as my back hits his chest, his cock still buried into me. He palms my breasts, my nipples hardening further, and he rolls my right one between his fingers before pinching it, and I whine at the feeling. Dickhead. "Cum for me right now, Francesca, or else."

all of his attention is on her no matter how he feels about her. He don't want to like her He don't want to want her He don't want to love her. But she wants all of him. Will he let her? the only two problems to say she thinks he hates her, little she knows he falling for her before she even knew it. not to mention he is her brother's best friend. what happens when he offers ivory a deal that will either be the end or the beginning of them. ===== *warning* this story will contain mature things (language, scenes, etc.)

He knows exactly where the line is. She keeps daring him to cross it. What starts as one lesson becomes an obsession neither of them can afford - and neither wants to stop paying for. This is a slow-burn romance story. © A Student-Teacher Romance Finished: April 6th, 2025

Warning: this is about to be the worst book you ever read, I wrote it when I was 13-14, and I'm almost 20 now. I'm just saying you were warned. Just don't read it, it's beyond awful. #1 in Steamy 06/20/18 Alexa Peirce was different than most girls in her school, perfect grades, an eighteen year old virgin. She never wanted a serious relationship, nor could she have one due to focusing on school. That is until she meets her new teacher, Jake Morgan. Jake Morgan, he's Lexi's sexy new teacher. Young, tall, and sexy. Every girl fantasized about being with him, him fucking them. But not Lexi. Jake has a dark secret, he's into BDSM. He's looking for a new submissive. He found her, but knew she would freak at the idea. His mission for the year is to have Lexi as his submissive. Will Jake convince Lexi into being his submissive? Will Jake be able to stay away? Will Lexi be the good girl everyone thought she was? ©SlavesToMrGrey2016 All story rights belong to me. Do NOT copy my story, I worked hard to make it. *Pictures included in this book are not mine. Including the cover photo, I found them on google

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.

"Why do you always look like that?" "Like what?" "Like you hate every person in this room." "That's because I do." "Why? What did these people do to you?" "Nothing. Yet." "You're a pessimist. Every morning you come in, order black coffee, and glare at every single person in the room." "I don't glare at you," he paused. "Most of the time." "We'll that's because I tell good jokes. It'd be criminal to be rude." I could have sworn that I saw him smile. ~~~ Evelyn has a smile that lights up every room. The very ground she walks on seems to come to life from her touch alone. She sees beauty in the things most others dismiss. Michael not so secretly hopes that everyone on Earth dies in the fiery pits of hell. There's never been a single person he's met that makes him believe in the good of humanity. Except Evelyn.

"Let's go over this one more time. I don't believe it sink in well yesterday. If you drink your morning coffee standing half naked, wearing only a man's shirt, it's going to be MY shirt and with me. Only me." I felt something dangerously close to butterflies erupting in my stomach hearing his words, but I didn't want to jump to conclusions. So I tried to keep it cool and smug when replying. "A little possessive for a womanizer like you, don't you think?" -- Meet Jessica. Sweet and sassy college girl with high expectations for her future and a miserable luck in her love life. She has a loving family, crazy, but awesome best friend and after her last break-up, she keeps on looking for a guy who won't be just handsome, loving and funny, but will also know what he's doing in bed. Her wish is granted in a form of a childhood friend of her brother-in-law. Except... there is nothing loving or faithful about him. But he sure knows how to handle his women in bed.

'I didn't believe in love... Until him.' ──────────────────── 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 is the kind of girl who lights up every room she walks into. She's obsessed with flowers, romance novels, and the color yellow. Yet, behind her bright smile, she carries a hidden trauma that only those closest to her might suspect. She's a complex blend of light and strength, masking the battles she fights beneath her cheerful exterior. 𝐊𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬 is the definition of rugged charm, with his tattoos, irresistible looks, and a dangerous edge as an underground fighter. He's the guy everyone notices, but beneath that tough exterior lies a surprising softness reserved only for one girl - his best friend's little sister. He has been hooked since the moment he laid eyes on her, but too bad she's off limits. Despite knowing the risks, he can't seem to get her out of his head. The more he tries to stay away, the more he's drawn to her, and it's only a matter of time before he's willing to risk it all to make her his. ──────────────────── • adult contemporary romance • friends to lovers • brother's best friend BEST RANKING: #1 in Brother's best friend #2 in Sunshine #6 in Boxer #7 in Vacation #8 in Slowburn COPYRIGHT 2022©️ vixenelle - all rights reserved

Scarlett Sovanna doesn't have time for nonsense-especially not the kind that wears a backwards cap and throws parties on Tuesday nights. As a dedicated ballerina at a top-tier arts college, her world revolves around perfect pirouettes, brutal rehearsals, and keeping her spot in the program. There's no room for distractions. Especially not him. Elliot Sinclair is college royalty-the star quarterback with a devil-may-care attitude and a line of admirers trailing behind him. He lives for the game, the thrill, and the spotlight. He and Scarlett couldn't be more different... except for one inconvenient truth: their families are practically intertwined. When Scarlett's dorm situation turns into a nightmare, the Sinclairs offer Elliot's guest room to her. Sharing a space with the person she finds most insufferable on campus? Not ideal. But as the walls come down, so do their assumptions about each other. What starts as chilly silence turns into heated banter. And somewhere between late-night talks and stolen glances, feelings develop. She's all discipline. He's all chaos. Together? They just might fall into something real.