Amelia winters and Niall young. They have mutual friends when two of their best friends start going out and end up becoming close, but they both have a problem with admitting things to themselves that they don't want to believe, among other things. It's a love hate relationship and it's completely complicated.

"Why do you care if I kiss other girls? We're not together, we're friends" he stated swallowing his emotions. "You're right, why should I care? Like you said we're friends" I got more angry with each word that came out of my mouth. "You know what? Go makeout with any girl you want, I don't care" I said as I started to walk away. I felt his hand grip my wrist and pull me back against the lockers. His hands cupped my face and the next thing I know his lips were smashed up against mine. *********************************************************************************************************Stella Jones didn't believe in love, only lust. After one guy broke her heart, she swore to never fall for someone again until she graduates, she was done with high school boys. She's kept her promise to herself until a new guy starts at her school, Logan Carter, but does he have a promise too? Will he get her to live her life? Will she break her promise? Will he break his?

♦ "You know how this works, right?" he huffed as he stopped my hands that were grasping the bottom of his soft, white shirt. My lip trembled as he lifted my chin that was pinched between his index finger and thumb to meet his eyes. I nodded my head gently. "No feelings involved," I whispered before he slowly released my chin and hand. He smirked at me before brushing his hand through my hair and pulling me to his lips. ♦ © KAYLA HARDY ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

"How long did you watch? Be honest," he whispered, as though he were half embarrassed, yet he desperately wanted to know the truth. I was turned on by the blush of his cheeks, because I knew he rarely talked about these things. My heart rate quickened and I felt myself grow instantly wet at the memory. I remembered him sitting on the couch, pants pooled at his feet as his hand gripped his erect cock in his hand, watching the images on the television screen that was right next to the peephole I was watching him out of. It was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen, and now he was asking how long I'd been watching him? I couldn't lie to him, though. "The last ten minutes," I whispered, looking to Locke for his reaction. Locke closed his eyes and raised his head to look at the sky, just so he wouldn't have to look at me as he said his next words. His face was flushed, and his words came out a low growl when he asked, "Did you like it?" *** After her entire world shattered her senior year in high school, Rowan Faye has avoided love. Now, she wakes up in the beds of men she doesn't know, and never lands in the same place for too long. But after one too many strange men in the apartment, Rowan's roommate has had enough. Soon, Rowan is desperate to find an apartment to finish her last year of college. Enter Locke Emerson. The shy, nerdy student who rides a motorcycle to class, and never speaks to women if he can help it. He posted an ad and had started to lose hope when Rowan texts him about the apartment. Everything should be easy, right? She needs a place to stay, he needs someone to pay half the rent. But as Locke will find out, nothing is ever simple when it comes to Rowan Faye. When everything they build comes crashing down around them, will Locke be able to convince Rowan to stay?

"I want your hot little ass in my house, in my bed for the entire weekend Layla" His house? His bed? Oh God.. Layla Basu and Elliott Wade have been seeing each other for over three years... Seeing? That was the nice way to put it. Every Friday night, the two met at The Gold Room and fucked each other senseless in Elliott's private room. When they were finished, they went on about their lives as if the other didn't exist. They didn't exchange phone numbers or emails. They didn't speak outside of The Gold Room. The Gold Room is an exclusive strip club for members only. Elliott is a member and Layla works as his entertainer. Elliott leaves Layla to go on a business trip and when he comes back, it seems their relationship has changed. It's more intense, more passionate. They both begin to want more. With their emotions finally coming into play, can Layla and Elliott work through the different obstacles suddenly thrown in their path and be together? Or is it just the amazing, mind blowing sex that has them confusing love with lust? Join Layla and Elliott on an adventure of love, lust, and danger. An adventure they'll never forget.

There was always a rule while hanging out with Naomi, keep my dick on my pants. That didn't go well. Now, you're probably thinking I was the one to blow up. But how could I say no to the woman I've been fantasizing about while she's dressed in red lingerie on my hotel suite. Years passed and nothing helped to fill in the void Naomi had left on my heart, not even BDSM. So what could possibly happen when your best friend's girlfriend brings her best friend aka Naomi to my bar one night. Just sex, that's what I promised myself. And not even a week later I'm joining her on her trip to the South of France and buying us a yacht. I couldn't be happier. After all, Naomi's there for me and she's mine to keep. This is a short story with 10 chapters including Epilogue. Enjoy 💕

"Tu Siamo il Mio Signora" Those words made her heart skipped a beat, Vittoria Caseli never knew that she will meet the cream of the top of Italy, the dashing, yet playboy Italian Billionaire Alessandro Marcelli...after she was betrayed by her two most favorite people. She was already enough with playboys, while He has disliked of hard headed woman, they have their differences, the adventure will start with a business meeting then lies, tryst and truth begin to unfold