"She was a rose in the hands of those, who had no intention of keeping her." Lily Azreal Rain was the definition of purity. Though life wasn't fair, she had an inner strength that helped her overcome the adversities that life threw at her. Her optimism and enthusiasm for life were an infectious force. Aiden Lias Eric described in a word was cold. It was like he hated everyone and everything. He had no friends and everyone was just a means to an end. He looked at the world with such darkness that it was impossible to be near him without getting hurt. . . . "A Kiss." He said and I blinked in surprise. "You know kissing burns calories. It's not actually like running and jogging but it can burn up to 5-6 calories a minute. Kissing also makes your facial muscles strong. That's why it's good for your health and your heart. It also helps to build and maintain your immune system. Also-" before I could complete my words he pulled me flush against him and silenced me with a kiss. I looked at him in horror and pulled back. How dare he interrupt me? "You speak a lot.", he whispered and held me tighter. "Fine. I will stay silent and will not speak even a word from now." I glared at him angrily." You Aiden Lias Eric, I'll not tell you the science behind kissing. I-" "Lily Azreal Rain shut up and kiss me."

#𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 (𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐕 𝐗 𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐋) "𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥."❤️ 𝑨𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒗 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒚 has always believed in discipline and perfection. 𝑯𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍 𝑺𝒆𝒏 believes in colours, chaos and challenging every rule. When their worlds collide at Northwood University, sparks fly, hearts race and rivalry turns into something neither expected. 𝘈 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘺, 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵-𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴-𝘵𝘰-𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵... 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘨. 📚✨ 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬! 🙏 📖 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮-𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭! 💖

Lena an ordinary girl or is she ordinary? Turns out her dad had debt to pay to the Lockwood family, The most POWERFUL family in the city, and the only way her father can repay them is if he sold his daughter to their son Enzo. Enzo got the news that he had to get into an arranged marriage forced by their parents, he is cold while she is bubbly. He tells her that no way in hell that they will fall in love and they hate each other they can't stand each other AT ALL but soon things turn a whole LOT DIFFERENT then what they expect... story contains graphic depictions of violence, sexuality, strong language, and/or other mature themes. copyright© All rights reserved. This story is published subject to the condition that it shall not be reproduced or retransmitted in whole or in part, in any manner, without the written consent of the copyright holder, and any infringement of this is a violation of copyright law.

𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗘𝗗𝗚𝗘 ❆ "Move, Carlisle." I kept my chin lifted, refusing to look away from the center of the ice. He didn't budge. Instead, a massive, bruised hand slammed flat against the cold glass beside my head, caging me in. The freezing air of the empty 2:00 AM arena suddenly felt suffocating. "You smile at everyone else like they hung the moon, Nadia," he murmured, his voice a low, vicious scrape. "But you look at me like I'm dirt." He leaned in, his chest brushing mine, his mouth stopping a breath away from my jaw. He left a smear of blood from his split lip on my pristine collar. "Keep looking at me like that," he whispered. "See what it makes me do." ⛸️ 𝑵𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒂 𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍 has one rule: absolute perfection. If she loses her figure skating scholarship, she loses everything. She doesn't have time for distractions, and she certainly doesn't have time for the suspended, feral enforcer of the university's hockey team who steals her late-night ice time. 𝑽𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒏 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒍𝒆 is the university's star but brutal hockey player. Comes from old-money roots, built for violence, and entirely unhinged. He's used to people either bowing to his wealth or cowering from his temper. But Nadia? She just rolls her eyes and tells him to get out of her way. That was her first mistake. Now, Vaughn isn't just taking up her rink. He's watching her. Stalking her. Discovering the secret, raw passions she hides from the world. And he's decided that her flawless, untouchable world is exactly what he wants to shatter, and he won't stop until every broken piece belongs to him.

Book 3 - can be read as a standalone. • • • Roses are red, Violets are blue, I left him at the altar, Wouldn't you? River's wedding day should have been perfect, but catching her fiancé with her sister was a twist she didn't see coming. In her wedding dress, she fled to the airport and set off for her honeymoon-solo. Roses are red, The violets turned blue, Who needs a cheating groom, When you can start anew? On a sunny beach, she meets a hot hockey player who's more than willing to show her a good time. What started as a distraction quickly turns into something more. Can River keep her heart intact or will this fling be her new beginning? Guess all is not lost, after all if she's not getting married she might as well be getting f*cked like a newlywed.

ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɪꜱ ᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ ɴᴀᴠɪɢᴀᴛᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛʀᴇꜱꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʏᴇᴀʀ ʙɪᴏᴍᴇᴅ. ᴘᴜʙʟɪꜱʜɪɴɢ ᴡɪʟʟ ʀᴇꜱᴜᴍᴇ ᴊᴀɴᴜᴀʀʏ 15, 2027. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐒𝐘𝐂𝐇𝐎 ❝ You will always and forever be Made For My Control Kyra, just as I was designed to be under yours ❞ 𝐊𝐘𝐑𝐀 𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐓 a woman with passion and a fiery heart. As the youngest and only daughter in her family, she's always felt the immense pressure of following in the footsteps of her two perfect and successful older brothers. Forced to disregard, and throw away her unfitting dark desires she becomes just that. The perfect daughter, with the perfect life constructed by a distressful article of exposure. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 until him. He stripped her raw and bared her naked with the gnawing, sullen, inclination that she hid well for so long. For a decade. And as he continued by all means to control her. Make her his. She was met with an impossible decision. To either run and escape her unfeeling psychopath obsessor, or to embrace the gloaming iniquity that he so desperately wanted her to accept. But the question remains, will she succeed in her attempt of an escape? Or will she only fall deeper into the Mexican devil's arms with every fight she implements? 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄. Started: 04/10/23 Finished: N/A

◦ Lucas Torres is a man with four addictions ◦ Alcohol, money, killing and sex ◦ Love is a waste of time for him, none of it is real. ◦ Until Athena Adams comes into his life and makes her his fifth addiction, showing him that love is real with the right person.

Slowburn College lovestory Neighbour's love Rich x Commoner Royal x Commoner Grumpy X Sunshine Senior x Junior Brother's bestfriend x Bestfriend's sister She is just a normal middle class girl trying to survive her first year of college while he is royal hidden in commonsight whose only mistake is that he fell in love deeply and madly . This story contains mature themes. Read at your own risk.

❝"𝐒𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞," 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐬, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫. "𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞."❞ ꨄꨄꨄ "You're trouble," I whisper against his mouth. A quiet laugh rumbles out of him. "And you're addicted to trouble." "I am not addicted to you." "Yeah?" he murmurs, eyes dragging slowly over my face. "Then why do you shake every time I touch you?" ꨄꨄꨄ Alec Donovan is the kind of boy you cross the street to avoid. Bruised knuckles, a temper no one can control, and eyes that don't just look at you-they warn you. People don't get close to him. And if they do, they don't leave without damage. I was never supposed to be one of them. My life is planned-perfect grades, a future in design, expectations I can't break. My father calls boys distractions, and Alec Donovan is the worst kind. I called him Angel once. As a joke. Because he showed up when he shouldn't have, ruined my night, saved my life-and looked like he regretted both. The nickname should have died right after that. It didn't. Not when he kisses me just to shut me up. Not when he punches the boy who touched me wrong. Not when he looks at me like I'm something worth keeping. He doesn't ask. He takes-my space, my control, the life I thought I had planned. And the worst part? I don't stop him. Because when everything starts falling apart, he's there. Watching. Waiting. Protecting me in ways he never admits. Alec Donovan isn't a mistake. He's a warning. And the truth is- I'm not scared of him ruining me. I'm scared of how much I want him too. ꨄꨄꨄ "𝘏𝘌 𝘐𝘚 𝘔𝘠 𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘓... 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭."