Cesar Hernández is a 25 year old hardworking woman. She is the personal assistant of Mario Russo. She has worked for him for the past 2 years. After Mr. Russo had decided that he wanted to retire to spend more time with his family, his son Enzo Russo wanted to take over the business. The Hernández and Russos have known each other for a long time since José and Mario have known each other since high school. Cesar and Enzo grew up together. When they were 17 they started dating. They lasted for 2 years until something unexpected happened between them.... Ever since then they have never been on good terms. Know Cesar will have to work for Enzo but she doesn't know. What will she do? Will she quit her job? Will they fall In love again? Will Enzo back down from this opportunity? Read to see what happens!...

Amelia Thompson , a beautiful girl with a traumatic past. She ran away from it the day she clocked 18. She was always alone She thought it'll be better that way. Her boss however was so intrigued by her , what he didn't know was that her pull factor towards him was his son.

Jenifer Martin, a girl from California. A girl with a beautiful and the kindest heart. She has a superb business degree. But alas, sometimes bad things happen to good people. Her boyfriend of three years cheated on her with her only best friend since childhood. Damian Wilson, CEO of Wilson Clothing. He is handsome, he is super intelligent for the business world. Lives in New York City. He believes in love, but haven't found yet. He has one night stands just for his distraction though. A girl from California and guy from New York. How these two will meet? Maybe she will work for him or maybe not? Stay tuned to find out more about these two souls! Love, Anushka💛 Ranks:- #45 in nyc out of 1.56k stories. #4 in romance out of 1.95k stories PS- Current cover made by @_navyblueee_ Date:26/03/22

"Curiosity killed the kitty Miss Adams." My body stiffened. Slowly I turned around just to see Mr. Parker standing in front of me with hands in his trouser pockets. I bit my lip. I thought he would be angry but when I looked at him. His face showed no emotion. He then started walking towards me I moved back. This continued until my back hit the door. Then he placed his one hand on my side, leaning forward, close to me. "What was rule number three Miss Adams." His face was extremely close to mine my breath got hitched. I couldn't answer his question why? Because I was more focused in the distance between us. "I asked you something Miss Adams." He said again. "T-That t-there a-are prohibited areas i-in the house where I shouldn't g-go." "It seems like you remember the rules. This room is one of those prohibited areas. So, from next time think before you put yourself into trouble." I just stared at his eyes. I was lost in those pair of sea-coloured eyes. No other guy has ever affected me this much as Mr. Parker. I get nervous around him. I don't know what this feeling is but this feeling is different. A feeling that I have never felt for anyone. "Understood?" he said again. I nodded. "Yes Mr. Parker." ***************** Liam Parker, 25 year old billionaire. Arrogant, handsome, ruthless, the only thing matters to him is his son and his work. Bella Adams, 24 year old simple and bubbly girl, who lives with her Nanny in an orphanage. What will happen when Bella comes as a babysitter of Liam's son? Let's find out in the story.....

Emily Devereaux had everything...until it was stolen from her on the night she found her parents dead and their mansion burning. She almost died in the same fire but a mysterious boy saved her before suddenly disappearing in the darkness of the night. Five years later, at 17 years old, she lives a life far from her childhood. Yet somehow, she believes that everything will turn out fine. But things make a dark and dangerous turn when a tall, young man with dark, cold eyes transfers to her school. Emily hopes for a happy ending...the question is, will she be able to have it? MONTELLO HIGH: SCHOOL OF GANGSTERS BOOK 3 COVER DESIGN: Shaina Mae Navarro

I couldn't stop my eyes as they wandered around his body, looking at each and every curve and line. Though what caught my interest was his wolf mark, one that every wolf has. His was a intricate design on his bicep that I was itching to touch. It went perfectly with his tanish skin and blonde hair. He was like a Roman $ex God, and I wouldn't mind "praying" to him, any day. "Eva,'' I looked up at Will's face, but my eyes decided to do they're own thing and traveled down his muscular body, eventually landing on his abs. God! They don't even deserve to be called abs. They're more like a diamond washboard, that I feel tempted to wash my clothes on! Someone bring me the Downy! His eyes turned a few shades darker then, his skin so close to mine that the heat radiated between our bodies. He moved closer, his crystal blue eyes a midnight blue, warming me to my core. He wanted me just as badly as I wanted him. This was a battle between Alphas, who will dominate? Game on Mr. Sexy Piece of A$s.

Book 1 HomeLess Book 2 ReckLess Book 3 SenseLess Being homeless isn't the end of the world. At least, that's what Zachary thought when he found himself on the streets after being kicked out at seventeen. It hadn't been his fault. His father had used him as a scapegoat and won his mother over, thinking that her husband was telling the truth about his cheating and that Zachary was the one who was bringing women over, trying to ruin their marriage. He'd argued his side, but once his mother decided on something, her mind would not be changed. That's how he came to live in the alley near the end of 73rd street between the old bakery and a laundromat. It wasn't anything special, but after three years he'd managed to spruce up the place and make it almost-bearable to live in. Over the years he'd made friends with random people he often passed on the streets and did manage to hold down a few random jobs, but like everything else, they came, then went. Now he was left with fifteen dollars and twenty-two cents, a torn blanket, one outfit, and a dream for a better life. He just didn't know that he'd find it somewhere he'd never thought to look... or with someone he never knew he'd want.

Hazel. My name is Hazel. And thats... all I know. I woke up one day on a cold metal slab, not knowing anything else about myself. Then I was... adopted. Sort of. By vampires. Because thats what I was now they said. A vampire. A changeling they called me as they took me home. To their manor. Because I was also a noble now. Lower class noble. But a noble. What they failed to mention was that changelings? They were second class citizens to other vampires. noble or not. In everyone else's eyes, in their society. I was nothing. Barely above a human. Which was food. I was basically spoilt meat to them. Food no longer edible. I understood that quicker than anything else. So why my new parents seemed to be the only vampires on the planet ignorant to the elephant in the room was beyond me. But they were. To the point where they thought to send me to Romanov Academy. The most prestigious school in the world of Vampires. As a high school student, because apparently thats my age range. So. That me. The lowest on the totem pole in a school full of literal nobility and apparently a royal. A. Very. Scary. Royal. The schools named after his family. He's a pureblooded vampire. The crème de la crème of my new world. And a total fucking asshole. I know two things. My name is Hazel. And apparently I'm not very good this whole vampire, blood drinking, creature of the night thing.

Alcline Academy. Boarding school to the elite, for parents who have too much money and not enough time for their children. One of the most prestigious schools in the world. Its the fast track to success in life at a high price. The children of diplomats, rulers, celebrities and more find themselves in the exclusive school known for its security and privacy. And now. So has Larkspur Jones. daughter of a deadbeat plumber and a painter. She's won a prize any teenager hoping for a better life would kill for. An all expense paid education at Alcline Academy. That. Or an invitation to hell.

Vega Moore and Beowulf night are an unlikely couple but three months after Wulf initial arrest things are going strong, both about to graduate it feels as if nothing could stop them. ...you know unless you count the huge target on their backs and the river of bullets being thrown at them as Wulf goes testify against his father. And then there is the still constant crimes being traced back to the Night family despite Leonardo Night having been cut off from all contact to the outside world. ~~ "Wulf...what the hell is this?" "It's a gun that looks really pretty with your eyes happy 6 month anniversary!" The blonde grinned rakishly at me. I leaned over the desk and whispered to him harshly, "You brought a gun to school?!" "no. I brought you a gun to school, I keep one here for me. and one or five in my car, you know that." "No! I didnt!" "Oh. well you do now. happy anniversary Hawaii." I looked at his smiling face trying to stay angry but in the end decided it wasn't worth it, I slipped the gun into my backpack, "happy anniversary Wulfie...how did you get that anyways." He winked at me playfully, "I'm a magician." He grew more serious, "but keep that on you okay? just incase." I sighed wanting to protest but nodding anyways, "okay." "I also bought you lingerie. I hope you know I'm not letting you go home today." I rolled my eyes..this boy, "You know my daddy wont stand for that." "I don't need him to stand, I need him to sit his ass down and let me treat my girl on our six month anniversary. I'ma buy your ass nachos, we are gonna go to my place watch a movie, I'm going to figure out how to take this fucking thing of my ankle, we are gonna fuck like crazy and then go on vacation." "You can't take that off. remember when you tired to shoot it off?" He made a noise in the back of his throat, "fuck you are one sexy nurse." ....really not the point.