Sugar's addicting. So is she. Graham Davis has two addictions: Hockey-and Gracie Daniels. (Not that he knows it yet.) At St. Brown University, Gracie Daniels is the golden girl. Blonde ponytail, perfect smile, always saying yes. So when she's asked to manage PR for the hockey team, she agrees-hoping to help thaw their notoriously icy captain. But Graham Davis doesn't melt. He's distant, guarded, and doesn't need help from a pink-sweater-wearing perfectionist... until he starts noticing things he shouldn't. Skipped meals. Covered bruises. Flinches too small to be accidental. Gracie is sweet, bright, and hiding more than anyone knows. And Graham can't stop looking.

A girl who talks too much. A man who barely speaks. A beginning that already feels like trouble. Isla Bennett has always been easy to read, easy to love, and impossible to silence, drifting through life with a kind warmth. Rafe Costello is the complete opposite, a CEO built on control and silence, someone who keeps his distance because it's easier than letting anyone get close enough to matter. What begins as reluctant proximity between them, slowly turns into something neither of them can seem to stay away from. But the question is.. how does a man who trusts nothing learn to trust someone like her? And how does a girl who feels everything, handle the one person she cannot quite figure out? ------------------------------------------------------------------ He shook his head slightly. But lifted his arm anyway. She spun again, laughing louder this time, and when she looked back at him he was watching her carefully. He muttered quietly under his breath. "You're trouble." Isla blinked at him, before soon smiling with a wide grin. "I'll take that as a compliment." ------------------------------------------------------------------ -SEQUEL TO 'MR.SERIOUS'-

I'm falling for the one person I shouldn't... and it's a problem. --- Dylan James and I have been best friends since dinosaurs roamed Earth. We've done everything together, from kissing on the playground to accidentally becoming each other's firsts... and collecting a very long list of "wow, we're idiots" moments along the way. How has our friendship worked this well, for this long? Years ago, we made a pact: no dating, no feelings, no ruining what we have. And that was fine. Easy, even. Until now. The only problem? I'm starting law school at Henley U. Which means, for the first time in a few years, I'm living less than ten minutes away from my best friend again. And he's... definitely not the same boy I left behind. He's bigger. Stronger. Carries himself with a confidence that makes my stomach flip. And every time he looks at me, I swear I feel it in places I shouldn't. We're in the same college, the same friend group, and sleeping in the same bed almost every night... and honestly, it's getting impossible to pretend he's just my friend. Especially when his arms are constantly wrapped around me like I belong there. This is either going to be the greatest love story of all time... or the biggest disaster of my life. Guess we'll just have to wait and see. And waiting? yeah... not my strong suit. *****The Henley Boys is a set of standalone novels. Before the Buzzer is the first book in the series, but you can choose to read in any order!*****

As war erupts between the Greek and Sicilian mafias, the powerful Accardi family must fight to protect their empire. Accardi Obsession unravels a dark, multi-POV mafia story charged with forbidden chemistry, explosive family tensions, and an arranged-marriage pact that turns sworn enemies into something far more dangerous. *** The Sicilians trusted them. The Greeks tried to take their empire. Now, the balance of power hangs by a thread. In the third season, the Accardi family faces their greatest war yet - one that will test loyalty, love, and blood itself. Costa and Millie are fighting to protect the family they built together, even as war threatens to tear them apart. Rocco and Alessia are learning what it means to be married in a world that can take everything from you in seconds. And when a new marriage alliance is proposed, one Accardi makes the ultimate sacrifice, and enemies become lovers... or whatever you call it when hate gets complicated. There's a war brewing, a wedding on the calendar, and at least four people pretending they're not in love. The Accardis are back. Pray for whoever stands in their way.

Luken Hunt is a virgin. A 23 year-old, NHL-playing, star-forward virgin. He's spent years dodging the post-game parties, the groupies, the endless opportunities that come with being a pro athlete. He's too focused on hockey, too awkward, too... completely out of his depth when it comes to women. Then Brooklyn Launder walks into his life. Sharp, stunning, and absolutely off-limits, she's the sports reporter who's seen it all-cocky athletes, bad pickup lines, and men who think they can charm their way into her life. But Luken? He's different. And when a flustered interview of his goes viral, turning the league's most unapproachable player into everyone's favorite bashful hockey heartthrob, Brooklyn finds herself just as intrigued as the rest of the internet. So when he confesses he's never even been kissed properly, Brooklyn makes a proposition-a few lessons. Just to help him out. A kiss here, a little guidance there. Nothing serious. Until the first lesson turns into two. Then three. And suddenly, Luken is learning fast-not just how to kiss, but how to touch, tease, and drive Brooklyn absolutely insane. But with the media watching, a locker room full of relentless teammates, and a career that demands all of him, Luken has to decide if he's ready to risk it all-for the one thing he's never had. A slow-burn, forbidden, scorching-hot hockey romance where the shy, virgin hockey star gets the ultimate education-and the woman he never saw coming. 𓅷 [SMUT Warning] [18+ Mature Audiences] Don't copy my work I will find you 🔪 4/14/25 1 in #sports 1 in friendswithbenefits 1 in hockey 1 in badgirlgoodboy 1 in nhlhockey 1 in nhlfanficton

I love you, Aria. You look so pretty in pink. Stop ignoring me, princess. Playing hard to get, I see. I hate it when you braid your hair. Stop biting your lips you'll hurt yourself. The messages flash one after another on my screen, each one making my chest tighten and my hands tremble. My phone buzzes again, the vibration rattling against the nightstand like it's mocking me. I can't bear to read another word. I throw it onto the bed and bury my face in the pillow, my tears soaking through the fabric before I can stop them. I want it to stop. I want them to stop. It's been like this for months an endless stream of messages that swing between sweet and suffocating, between playful and threatening. And every day, I feel the invisible noose tightening. I'm scared. I'm so scared. I can't tell my dad. He already has enough to deal with especially with no heir to take over his business yet. I can't be another problem on his plate. But the truth is, I'm drowning. The worst part? I have no idea who it is. No face to match the words that haunt me. No name to put to the shadow that's watching me. But I know one thing for sure... He is not going to stop. And I can't handle living like this anymore...

Anxious overachiever, Sophia Calloway, has a plan; graduate top of her class, get into a top 3 law school, keep her head down and emotions quieter. So when the University of Michigan's ice hockey team targets her in a prank gone wrong? She's ready to call campus security, drop-kick the nearest jock and move on with her structured little life. Instead, she gets Holden Zhao. Captain of the hockey team- too charming for his own good, worryingly reckless and absolutely allergic to authority. And now- assigned to her beloved library shift as punishment. Holden has never met a girl who doesn't fall at his feet. Sophia has never met a boy who makes her want to scream... and maybe kiss, all in the same breath. He calls her uptight. She calls him a menace. But the longer they're stuck together, the harder it is to pretend it's just a punishment. The less it feels like one, too. ➳♡➳ "I'm not going to kiss you, Soph." She crosses her arms defensively. "And why the hell not?" "I'm not going to kiss you," My lips graze the shell of her ear. "Until you beg me to." ➳♡➳ Slow burn. Enemies to friends to lovers. Banter like a whiplash. One anxious overachiever. One chaotic hockey captain. This was never part of the plan.

Peter Crawford hates his life. That's putting it mildly. He finds no point in trying anymore, his life at an all time low. Whether it was his family passing away, or the constant fights with his somewhat enemy, something causes him to snap. To make decisions he'll regret for the rest of his life. But when he realises his so called enemy and him actually have a lot in common, he finds himself feeling comfortable only around him. Noah Porter, on the other hand, is completely satisfied with his life. He's the swim captain for the college team, he has a good social life, and he's succeeding in class. Yet, there's only one guy who can make Noah snap from his golden-boy attitude to someone who's not afraid to fight back. When both guys form a friendship, Peter realises he might not be straight after all. Noah, already openly gay, is more than happy to help guide him. But when all bad things combine in Peter's life, an explosive mess is shot out, breaking the bond between Peter and Noah.

She's panting, flushed and breathless like something from another century. It hurts to look at her, so stunningly alive in a way he isn't. Almost smiling, too. She has the kind of lips that need undiluted devotion. "You've always looked at me," she breathes. Yes, and he finds himself thinking about ruin. The right kind, like his knuckles against her jaw to shake her apart. Freedom. Maybe in another life, he brushes the hair off her shoulder and whispers, 'Eyes on me.' Maybe in another life, they have time. 𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒊𝒕? 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. She isn't his to protect. He's a cop, she's taken, and rules are rules. But Faro Wyatt has mapped every freckle on her nose and dreamt of the oceans in her eyes. His resolve is weakening. So when the radio crackles with a single call, he's breaking every rule from here on out. C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ morally dark-grey mmc ❤︎ violence/abuse ❤︎ men yearning No cheating Copyright © 2025-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved Updates: at least once every 2 weeks (hopefully more)

Bellamy Jackson is a sweet girl known by many but only hangs out with 3 people she calls her best friends. Bellamy is a one of the top competitive dancers in her state. Dancing is one of the most important things in Bellamy's life. It helps her forget about her lonely life at home and provides a safe space in her mind. She loves dancing. Kayson Hayes, is an odd one. He has black fluffy hair that reaches just past his eyes. He always where's a black surgical mask to school because he believes that the school air is contaminated. Well, nobody knows he thinks that. But nobody has actually seen his face. He only speaks when he needs to, and is horrible at expressing his emotions. The only thing that helps him is underground fighting. He loves fighting. ------------------------------ "People like to talk, what would your date think if he saw you under here with me? Or someone told him you were under here with me doing something?" He asked huskily, I glared at him. "Nothing. Because we aren't doing anything," I shrugged, he smirked. Kayson is smirking? "And if we were?" He questioned, moving his free hand down my waist and stopped at my hip. His other hand trailed from my waist chain to my back before traveling up to the nape of my neck, my breath hitched. I had to tilt my head up to look at him. "What are you doing?" I breathed, he stared at me deeply with a look in his eyes. He dropped his hands. "I don't know."