I pushed the bushes aside, and there sat a skinny young boy, maybe a toddler, with matted curly dark brown hair, hollow cheeks, and rags for clothes. I froze in shock until I finally found the words to say, "Hello, my name's Cleo. . . what's yours?" I spoke as softly and calmly as possible. He blinked his pretty grey eyes at me. "Mateo." . . . Imagine a half-eaten apple flies through the air and smacks you on the head. There's nobody around and no way for anyone to hide. Then, it happens again the next day and you do some searching and find a small child. Would you take him in? Help him find his parents?

Yasmine works at a children's hospital in New York City, she's has an average life and has average friends. After breaking up with her no good two timing boyfriend she wanted a change. She decided to get a personal trainer. Giovanni works at State Wide Fitness in New York City as a personal trainer. When Yasmine came to his gym looking for a trainer, he was taken by her beauty. He made sure he became her trainer and nobody else. Gio loved her body even if she didn't, and he found every way he could to get close to her. What happens when the two gets tangled up?

Also would like to thank one of my readers for making me a new book cover🥹 nothing but love After moving to London right after graduating, Akira gets a job as an assistant to no other than the infamous Asmodeus Tarantino. The CEO of 'T Industries' and known as the hottest man in the business industry. ~ "He tilted my head up and leaned in so his lips were just an inch close to my ear, "Did you wear this to get my attention? Congratulations, you have my undivided attention." "I- I...," not knowing what to say. I mean he wasn't wrong, I did but shit. Let me strap my coochie on real quick, like this not what I wanted." Started: March 9, 2022 Ended: June 23, 2022

A port city where fishing for yourself is punishable by death and the local church drowns people twice a year may not sound like home. But it is for Vive, her mothers, and her friends. Until it is threatened by the very forces that birthed it, that is. Can a sandcastle win against the rising tide ? And more importantly, should it ?