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Ethically Speaking by Kota_G
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Young college student, Quincie Jackson, was only looking to finish her junior year without a hitch in the road. With her father governing her academic successes, Quincie can only have so much freedom on campus. But is freedom the solitude she thought it was? Or a dashing British college Professor teaching her the moral principles? •-Mature Content-•
Teach Me by Sarcasm_Orgasm
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***Mature Content*** WARNING!! 18+ only Rated R Allie is a smart girl. She breezed through high school with honors earning her a full scholarship to nursing school. However, she learns quickly that college is a whole new ball game and there's only one person there to help...James. He has very specific ways of tutoring and she's about to learn a lot more than she ever did in highschool.... Cover by : TatathePotato
My Girl by anya_jayvyn
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Cal Jackson's new life as a rockstar fails to account for one thing: the existence of the girl he loves. ***** "What are you thinking about?" she asks. "A song," I say. "A new song." I stare at the ocean as I sing the song that I wrote, something that comes from the darkest place of my heart. "Do you even know how gifted you are?" she whispers. "You're destined to be someone big, Cal." "Really?" "Yeah." ***** She's perfect in every way. Beautiful. Smart. Her bright future is right there in front of her eyes. While here I am. Ruined. No college, let alone a future. Just an image of a wannabe rockstar with tattoed arms and an old guitar. I knew that our story would be no less than that tragic Romeo and Juliet shit the moment I laid my eyes on her, but still, I can't resist her. The moment she whispers my name, "Cal," I lose all sanity. She becomes my melody, my lyrics, the song that keeps echoing in my ears. People call her Mia. I call her my Amy, her name crafted above my beating heart, tattoed on my skin. Amelia Davis is my girl. Mine. And only mine. ***** THE JACKSONS BOOK #1 © 2021 Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved. (Content warning: This book has descriptive sexual content and explicit language)