𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓭
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Bad Boy Summer by grraciie_
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sequel to bbr. please read that first :) ☆☆☆ hayden jones has been through a lot. a lot more than someone her age should. now finished her second year of college, hayden needs a break. lucky for her, her fabulous cousin spencer is celebrating his twenty-first birthday in hayden's home town. but as much as she hates it, drama is never far from hayden's life because her ex is also invited; the stubborn and ridiculously good looking chase everett.
No Hard Feelings by SamMadison
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Exes aren't supposed to end up as best friends. Exes-turned-bff's should never have a one night stand. Dexter and Hadley do.
Sunbeams by SnicketsKrickets
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Heliophilia (n.) desire to stay in the sun; love of sunlight To be loved is to be known. Arabella Dawson Has never had anybody constant in her life. From parents always being away at work to one shitty friend, she doesn't know how to exist when people are looking. Flint Camero Has never needed anybody but himself. From a dead mother to an unpredictable father, he's doesn't know how to let people in. That all changes when he meets a burning ray of sunshine. Shitty at descriptions. But try please 🙏 Book 1 in the sun series
Nina |18+| by onlyshannon
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"Stop overthinking," she whispered, holding my cheek as she stroked her thumb. "Please." "I can't," I admitted, scrunching my brows. "I'm sorry." "Don't apologise," she said gently, her eyes moving to my lips. "You're doing so good." Theo Ferreira- full time student and part time tattoo artist. He's quiet, reserved and has no other interests besides completing his degree. Theo is focused, but his focus shifts when he meets a woman who brings out a side to him he didn't know existed. Nina Cantero- full time student and the occasional babysitter. She's curious and utterly bored with her abundantly bleak life. Nina seeks a new thrill, and sometimes that means fresh ink on her skin. What happens when her newfound craving leads her to a particular tattoo artist?
N Has Fallen by theuglypoetess
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From the moment Noah laid eyes on pure Jess, he knew she has to be his. She's beautiful in every sense of the word. She looked like a dream, a redemption. And he, the embodiment of nightmare and sin, wanted to be redeemed by her. This is a story about a girl who writes letters as she leaves them on random places and a story of a guy whose life was saved because of her. As he searches for this mysterious writer, he realizes that the world may not be cruel to him after all.
ANGELINA (25') by PrincessesWrites
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She's 20 sweet as sugar, and a walking daydream. He's 30, silent, brooding, and built like sin. She's all glitter, pink and giggles. He's silence, muscle, and jealousy in a black shirt. my first book. 2025
Catching the Storm by Quidam13
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"They call him The Storm for a reason. He's Jackson Storm, you should be running in the other direction." I shook my head. "I'm going to catch that arrogant bastard. I'm going to catch 'The Storm'." *** Jackson Storm. If you were to look up that name you wouldn't find anything. At least, not anything incriminating. The police have been after him for years with no luck of ever finding any evidence to put this guy away. He's a professional at what he does, and he's a conman. Jackson Storm can be anybody you want him to be. He can become a person you'd trust your life with, or a person who can make your life a living hell on earth. He's sexy. He's confident. He's charismatic. This is the guy you'd bring home to introduce to your parents. Unfortunately for anyone who's not a friend to him and who just so happens to be filthy rich, he's your worst nightmare. When he gets it in his head to con one of the richest families in the world out of millions of dollars, he's all too eager to get the job done. And he knows his best bet at successfully pulling off the con is the daughter of that family. Crystal Carver is the picture of perfect. Her father's a big hotshot CEO, and her mother is a highly successful movie actress and model, but her parents have darker pasts than she's aware. Crystal herself is a model and portrayed as a real-life Barbie Doll. Always wearing the latest styles, always wearing the most expensive jewelry. She's Daddy's little princess. No one dares to tell this girl no to anything. Unfortunately for her, Jackson sees her as his ticket to stealing millions from her and her family. Charming her won't be a problem, and he's actually looking forward to it. This job would be just like any other he's pulled off except for the added bonus of seducing one of the 'hottest' girls in the world according to all the magazines. But the greatest conman of all makes his biggest mistake... He judged the book by its cover, and he ended up conning the wrong girl...
My Childhood Friend is a Werewolf by Lymlane
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Emma Hadley is shocked when her childhood friend, Dren Raeburn, transforms into a wolf and then calls her his soulmate?! Unsure of how to process this information, she accidentally rejects him, sending him far, far away from her. Years later, they meet again at a mutual friend's wedding and Emma is determined to right her wrongs. Too bad Dren seems to have moved on... Cross-posted on Inkitt.
It's always been you by l0vemercury
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♡♡♡ Natasha smith was always known as the 'quiet girl', she has a tight circle of childhood friends, and spends her days buried in books. Due to her anxiety she's always struggled making friends and putting herself out there but now's the perfect opportunity to learn how too. Ezra white was your typical bad boy, resting bitch face, lots of tattoos, has a motorbike and hates everyone except his friends. Ezra has always been Nat's number 1 protector, always there when she needs him. Now there's another thing about these two childhood best friends that they don't know about each other. They've both been in love with each other since they could remember but are both too scared and stubborn to admit it to one another. Them and the rest of their friends all make it into NYU and are about to move into their new apartments. New school year, new environment, possibly new friends? So many new opportunities are about to rise, new challenges, new people. So where does that leave the two oblivious in love idiots? ♡♡♡ "You know I'd never let anything happen to you sweetheart. I've always got your back." He comes and sits next to me, he also leans his back against the headboard next to me. "Even when I annoy you?" A small smile threatens my lips. "Even when you annoy me." "Even when I eat the last slice of pizza?" "Even when you eat the last slice of pizza." He's now full on smirking at me, so much I can see his dimples. "I'm guessing you're staying?" I looked up at him slightly. He gives me a smile before looking through my draws finding my snacks and tv control. "You bet your sweet ass I am." I let out a laugh as he turned on the tv. I also snatch my blue sour patch kids from him. Knowing him he'd eat all of them. ♡♡♡
The Softest Place To Fall by SabbiePar
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"Who did this to you?" I didn't look at him. I couldn't. I stared at the glass in my hands. My knuckles were scraped. One nail was broken. I didn't remember when that happened. I opened my mouth but nothing came out. His fingers twitched against the sheets. His eyes never left me. "Ella" he said again, quieter now. "Tell me who did this." My throat closed. I tried to speak. Tried again. And then, in the smallest, ugliest voice I'd ever heard from myself: "Nathan." The name barely passed my lips.