November Lace thought Bermuda Boarding School was hell, until she started crushing on the Head Boy, Christian Dumont. Then the real trouble started. ***** November Lace hated attending Bermuda Boarding School. It had been her personal hell ever sinc...
"Matteo." she whispered, her eyes flitting down for a second to his lips. "My pretty little baby." He touched his thumb to her bottom lip, gently caressing them. "Pretty little vixen trying out seduction, hmm?" Oh my. He hated everyone. Every little thing he came across he hated. He was a cold person, who shut off...
FREE STORY WITH EXCLUSIVE CONTENT. This is *not* a Paid Story. Eighteen-year-old hockey prodigy Elliot Wexler has three goals for senior year. One: somehow graduate with a 3.5 GPA. Two: hide his bipolar disorder from his peers. And three: make it into the NHL with no scandals. Piece of cake. What he doesn't expect is...
"You wrote my name wrong" "You said it's Rider" "It's Ryder with a Y" "Ok I'll make sure I write it right next time!Enjoy your coffee" Next time: I swear to God your nerdy glasses are gonna be lenses" "What?! I wrote it right this time" "Rider With A Y' is NOT right." - Ryder is a bad boy, or at least that's what he w...