Valentina Morgan, a woman who just got out her long relationship that was half of her heart. Her heart that is now damaged. Her ex-Marlin and her family don't believe she can make it in life without Marlin. Val wants to prove them wrong, and Arlo is just the man to save her from her problems, a saint coming to her rescue when she always needs it. Falling in love is tricky; Arlo might be an angel, but angels too have the weight of a troubled mind and soul hanging over them. "The more I discover about Arlo Saint the more I find myself getting somewhat addicted, he's the mystery I want to discover so eagerly. I'm an open book to him but he's solely a constellation in the galaxy I can only glance at from afar." highest rankings #1 on modeling #1 on apartment #1 on nightlife #1 on complicatedrelationships #2 on bad boy #2 on valentina #3 on blackwoman #4 on spice #4 on angst #5 on arlo

"𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖺' 𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗒𝖾𝗌"

{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘖𝘕𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠} Ria Romano knew hurt like the back of her hand. She was dealt her fair share of bad cards, more than anyone so young should have to face. A cynical girl riddled with the remnants of her past, a shattered sort of soul. She concealed like it was second nature; her instinct being to suppress. She'd offer you a cigarette with a shrug while you were crying because she never was too great with affection. She didn't smile so often but when she did and it was directed at you, you'd never feel such satisfaction. I was told Aria preferred to be alone, isolated; clouding her mind with inhales of her cigarette and drowning it in alcohol. Until she was dealt her good card, out of the pack of bad. They had a love beautiful enough to last a lifetime, the type directors desire to capture and authors aspire to write. Two souls, shattered by the cruelty of the world time and time again with flames that rekindled each others. They were each other's oxygen. They breathed life back into each other, those two insomniacs. <3

"Feel that?" He asked, keeping her hand still. "That's what you do to me. Every time I see you. Every time I hear you laugh. Every time I think of you." ❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎ It started with an accidental run in, but blossomed into something more. Aurora never thought she could ever love herself again, let alone give her love to another. Yet after meeting him, her doubts slowly began to fade away. Xavier was never a man of many words. Known to be cold and closed off, he found himself opening up to her as he fell for her fast. Join Aurora and Xavier as they learn to love and trust each other, forming unbreakable bonds. ❤︎ Extended description inside ❤︎ #2 in romcom 07-20-2022 #2 in sweet 04-23-2021 #1 in loveatfirstsight 04-14-2021 #1 in fiction 02-15-2021 #2 in billionaire 11-14-2020 #3 in chicklit 11-13-2020 #4 in protective 10-18-2020 #1 in boyfriend 10-15-2020 #1 in drama 10-8-2020 #4 in love 9-23-2020 #2 in humor 9-20-2020 #1 in sweetromance 9-14-2020 #1 in asiansinlit 9-04-2020 #1 in newadultromance 8-16-2020

AVAILABLE ON KINDLE UNLIMITED 5th June 2024 One thing about tattoo artist, Hendrix Cross, is that he's lonely. He needs something or someone in his life to fill in that void. He needs a muse. Nothing in his life has ever been plain sailing. He grew up in care and has never been able to fit in anywhere. That is until he started working at a tattoo shop owned by a man called Roman Cassidy who took him in and taught him the ropes of art. Soon Hendrix's boring life takes a turn when Roman's daughter flies to America from the UK to live with him after falling out with her mother. Mila Cassidy is a fashion guru and art fanatic, with a love for Chanel and tattoos. She starts working with her father in the shop and that's when Hendrix starts to grow an obsession with the beautiful girl. He soon decides that she's going to be his muse. And when Hendrix wants something, he takes it and makes it his.

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐌𝐫.𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. "𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐫.𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮..."

"𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲" "𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 ..."

She was the undesired outcast, who stood out, yet simultaneously blended effortlessly into the background. I could see the panic in her glassy brown eyes as she prayed her way through the crowded hallways. She'd tightly clutch that cross around her neck, full lips whispering, asking her God to spare her from their scornful glares, hateful comments, and the occasional rough-up. Silly girl. Did she not know that he was not listening and he would never save her? Like Jesus, she was the sacrificial lamb. The anxiety-riddled girl would burst through the doors of the school's library with her chest heaving, heart racing, and sweat dripping from her temples. I'd watch her from the shadows as she stored her items behind the check-out counter, preparing for her free period she spent assisting the school librarian. I clenched my teeth, watching her wheel a cart of books throughout the aisles as she cheerfully hummed her Sunday hymnals. She wore a green and blue pinafore dress that fell mid-calf on her shapely body. She attempted to hide that body from me with oversized clothes, but you could never outfox a fox. They spoke pure blasphemy when they labeled her undesirable because I desired Jezebel Holmes in the worst way. Those opaque white stockings our classmates teased her for wearing did nothing but spur countless hours of fantasies. I'd dream about ripping her tights apart, right at her center, revealing her virginal cotton white panties covering her untouched paradise. I'd yank them to the side and taste her fear in her cum. Her stockings would find themselves strangling her neck while I fucked a believer out of her. I would be the one she'd pray to absolve her of her sins. I would be the one she would seek protection from. I would be her guiding light. I would be her God. #1 in Dark Romance #1 in Tainted Love #1 in Preacher's Daughter 1st Place in General Category - Hearts Award

"Hey, can you hear me? Say something, at least." Nikolaos Mutas is an aspiring photographer, going against his parents wishes of him being an accountant and living in a mediocre cottage at the edge of the city. Despite his family complications, he could travel the world whenever he wanted and lived quietly, wishing for loneliness after his girlfriend of five years ended their relationship. The young woman appeared beside him at night one day, causing his desires to turn upside down. She had no name, could barely say a coherent sentence, and struggled to walk on her own two feet. He chose to take care of her, having nothing else to do, and promised to bring her home, no matter how far away it may be.

Alaya Tara Nahar's stalking abilities are close to zero to none, so for her to mess up a potential relationship with just a like wasn't unheard of. Or that's what she thought. ❪ both images and written bits will be included ❫ Copyright © tazwrites 2021. All rights reserved.