"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙤 𝙪𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙." Milaydie Lucero is sent to Rutherford Academy in hopes of finishing high school with a prestigious dance scholarship that she spent her life working for. The last thing she needs is problems or boy drama. Reed Maxwell is the school's notorious bad boy. No one dares approaching him, scared that what they heard about him is true. He keeps to himself and focuses on basketball. He attracts problems and doesn't like girl drama. What happens when Milaydie crosses path with the biggest problem himself? Soon enough, their past catches up to them. Secrets get revealed, true colors are shown and hearts get shattered. - "𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴 𝘶𝘱, 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦, "𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨," 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘸𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦. "𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦," 𝘐 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳." - ❆[Book 1 in the "Unloved series" but can be read as a stand-alone.] 𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ©𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬: 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝.

Nicholas Blackwood is ruthless, irresistibly handsome, and sits at the top of New York's elite as a self-made billionaire. Cold, calculated, and emotionally untouchable, he lives by one rule-never get attached. Women come and go, his empire grows by the day, and feelings are nothing more than distractions. He doesn't do love. Cold-blooded in the boardroom and reckless in the bedroom, he's the kind of man who breaks hearts just by walking away. With a jawline carved from sin and a smirk that spells danger, New York's most eligible and untouchable billionaire has everything... except peace. Haunted by betrayal, he built walls no one has dared to climb. Until her. Reina Lane has nothing. No family, no safety net just a pile of overdue bills and a dream she's long given up on. Working endless shifts at a rundown diner, she's tired of pretending she's okay. Love? She's been burned before. Men like Nicholas don't belong in her world. But a twist of fate throws them together one that neither of them sees coming. And suddenly, the girl with shattered dreams is on the radar of a man who could ruin her without blinking. She's the light he didn't know he needed. He's the chaos she swore to avoid. And the closer they get, the more dangerous it becomes. Because Nicholas Blackwood doesn't fall. Until her.

Academic Rivals to Lovers in a Boarding School ..... "You wanna know the really dumb meaning behind my name?" He muses and I walk ahead of him. "Nope." "Basically, it means the transporter of goods by cart or wagon, it's from an old french word I believe. You wanna know yours?" "You looked up mine?" I question, hiding the small smile on my face, because I'm mad at him or whatever. For... I don't know why but I'm mad at him because I am. Carter catches up to me, grinning to himself. "Emilia means rivals, it's derived from the root of some latin word. Isn't that strange?" That's just a coincidence, he's probably lying anyway. "Yeah, real peculiar." I reply. ..... #2 - onebedtrope 16/06/22 #1 - mila 16/06/22

A teenage girl who swears to hate her bestfriend's brother, but the tension between them say's otherwise. . . . . . . . . . . . They both swear they "hate" eachother, and she tries to avoid him as much as possible. But the universe brings them together in strange ways. . . . . . . . . . . . 17 year old Honoria Cambridge is beautiful, sweet and a very talented writer. Honoria also has a short temper, which is always fueled by Chase Campbell. Her "enemie". What happens when their put in a situation that they both wouldn't have expected? Does it spark something big? Does he leave the past behind for his present? Does this mean they'll end up together? Does this feeling of desire grow? Does the tension between them develop into something else? Only time will tell. . . . . . . . . . . . -Enemies to lovers -Teenage romance -Explicit sexual content -The bestfriend's brother -Hockey romance

𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐟. When her roommate is offered a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Faye is forced to find a new roommate at the last minute. Who could be better suited for the position than her best friend Reece? The two of them have been inseparable since they first met, moving in together isn't such a big deal. But both of them have a secret that they're keeping, and the close quarters make it harder to keep those secrets hidden inside. Faye's done something she wasn't supposed to, and now she's afraid that she's waited too long to be forgiven. Reece is in love with someone who doesn't love him back. And she now lives down the hall.

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞? 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞. Nothing in life has come easily to Chase. He's had to work for everything he's gotten until she comes along and feels like the big break he's been waiting for all his life. Lexi may have stumbled into his arms, but he's going to have to fight like hell to keep her there; to earn himself a spot in her life, in her heart. But Chase knows that she's worth it, and he's no stranger to hard work. Lexi wants to be free, and Greenville is the key to the platinum shackles keeping her from escaping the dollhouse of a home she grew up in. Everything about her new home breathes color into her dull life, and she's not going to give it up for anything. She's going to make it on her own, and nobody is going to underestimate her this time. Lexi is built from materials much stronger than porcelain. Her high hopes may finally be within reach, and she doesn't plan on letting anything or anyone distract her from her future, at least not for more than one night. Apparently, Chase didn't get the memo.

Cecilia Gomez is excited when she gets a scholarship to an elite private school on the upper east side; Everything seems perfect until she meets the rude and arrogant Robbie Bennet. It would be easy just to ignore him if it weren't for the fact she caught his eye.

Highest Ranks- 1# Mafia 1#hostage 1#happyending 1#complete 1#good girl 1#italian 2#happy ending 2#opposites 3#Mature 4#morallygrey Editing* Rosie didn't have anyone, only herself. Growing up in the foster system she learnt that love did not exist, she learnt to be on her own, she learnt that in this lifetime, she would not be introduced to a happy life. Rosie moved into the busy streets of Brooklyn once she turned 20. She was a quiet and shy person, she never knew the true meaning of love...until she met the eyes of a devil, a devil with a heart. When a stranger strolled into the closed cafe at midnight, Rosie felt a sudden wave of shock when she looked up to see the most alluring man she had ever laid eyes on, a man impossible to be only crafted by one god. Luca knew from the moment he saw her, his world would no longer just consist of being the Don of the Italian mafia, he knew the moment he saw those piercing blue eyes that his world would consist of nothing but love...

(Book #1 of Sinners of the Dark) He had a habit of dragging darkness just about everywhere he went. Darkness wrapped in Armani. His personality colder than a block of ice. She was loud, carefree and tainted around the edges. I played by the rules. I did what was asked of me. Until I met the one person that could destroy everything I had worked for. I hated him since our first encounter, and now I was forced to tolerate him. He was called gadyuka in Russia, but he was known as the Sin in the deep underground of New York. Handsome face filled with violence, commanding, gorgeous and deadly. A killer, a thief, a sociopath, and feared by all. A made man. He came dressed in all black. Gold cuff links. Tattoos burned into his skin. He had the ability to pin me to the ground with a single glare and made me feel things I didn't want to. He was absolutely unhinged. Frightening. Everything wrong and everything right. And he held the key to my cage in his palm. And before he crushed the key; I was going to fuck with the serpent, and then I was going to hunt him. He just didn't know it yet. - preview - "I'll fucking ruin your life, Elena. Corrupt every goddamn part of your body, and soul. And when I'm done with you, you'll get on your knees and thank me." His low voice snarled. Desperate. He backed me into a wall. He grabbed me by the throat, but didn't choke me. Just kissed me so deep I forgot whose air I was breathing. "I'm not fucking done with you, Elena. And if it is up to me, I'm not done fucking you either."

She hated him as much as he wanted her, a thorn in her side ever since they met, and it had only gotten worse with each lingering gaze between them. As an aspiring journalist, Presley didn't believe in love-or lasting romantic relationships of any kind. The last thing she needed in her whirlwind of life was to get involved with her best's friends bodyguard-or rather the head of the Cosa Nostra. A man with little use of manners and secrets in his past. Tall, handsome and covered with tattoos, a living and breathing hazard with a cold nature and quiet demeanor. A beautiful monster dressed in leather jackets, and tight fitting shirts. A made man. Silvio had ever met a woman like her, who spent every minute glaring at him. One who he was consumed to touch despite his dislike for touch. A stubborn femme fatale with soft brown eyes and obsidian curls. A woman he'd been trying to resist for a long time. When a threat from her past lands her into the very arms of her nemesis and into a fake relationship, she's forced to get to know him and suddenly, their fake relationship feels more real than anything she had ever own. - preview - God, it felt right like this was where it belonged-this was where I belonged. And she felt it too, given by the slight rush of her breathing, and dazed eyes. There was always this magnetic pull and tug between us, so irresistible and consuming. "Silvio." She let out a small gasp, obviously not expecting me to touch her, and it burned. Everything right now burned but it felt good. Almost in an addicting way like the pain crossed the threshold and soared to become another feeling. "I don't think this is a good idea." "You want me to stop right now, say it but this is a damn good idea." I said in a gruff voice. "Tell me you don't want this, tell me it's a bad idea and I'll stop."