Expelled and needing to transfer for his final year, Liam had known immediately where to go. It was the place that'd taken everything from him; that'd ruined him so absolutely it'd twisted his personality beyond recognition. The place where he'd met, the one and only, Charlie Bradley. [Currently going through a re-draft]

Sequel to Taste of Iron. Atlas never imagined that he would date a criminal even in his wildest dreams, and now he was living with one. Atlas and Emil thought their journey would be smooth sailing- but read how friends, family, and old enemies add a dash of danger, a touch of trouble, and a kiss of spice to their lives. Story of a chef, a crime boss, and a cat.

#Book-2 in Lost Royalty series ( CAN BE READ STANDALONE ) He is heartless, While she is a heart specialist He kills mercilessly, And she lives to save lives Both are accustomed to blood, but with different intentions: One to give back life, the other to snatch lives In the collision of their paths, will they find a way to reconcile their differences or remain irreconcilable opposites? What will happen when destiny plays its game, binding them in a knot of marriage of convenience, where both are forced to marry each other, just to fulfill a promise?

Book 2 of The Accident Series. Can be read as a stand-alone. cover by @/fleanr on instagram Have you ever accidentally swung a racquet straight through someone's fist? The fist of someone you have always felt something for even when you shouldn't have? Larine Olsen can relate. Larine is attempting to finish her final year of undergrad at Herringway University in peace when she takes the opportunity to do what she once told herself she wouldn't: play for her university's squash team. As Larine takes on squash on a whole new level, she finds herself spending more time with one man she's actively avoided for two years: Nikko Zhou, a smiley kinesiology student with a heart of gold.

Warning: RWB spoilers ahead. Some say the best love stories often take time. Emery Chernychevsky has had a crush on Cameron Brooks since he can remember. Watching him date different girls all throughout high school was nothing if not pure torture, especially when he knew he didn't stand a chance against any of them. Safe to say, he spent his single years in a long-term ache he did not once divulge to anyone, but even that did not come close to the night Cameron confessed. The night Cameron confessed his undying love for someone else. Realizing that he was hopelessly and irretrievably in love with Cameron wasn't easy, and finding out that Cameron was hopelessly and irretrievably in love with his best friend was no picnic either. Things weren't certainly made better when their friends decided to spend the entire summer holed up together in Blake's summer house, putting Emery's initial plan of getting over Cameron before he starts college into a ten-week-long agonizing pause. Of course, be that as it may, fate has had a nick of testing Emery's patience... as it only gets a little worse━then, a little better━and right back to irremediable worst of worst from there. Spin-off to Rage With Benefits. Can be read as a stand-alone but a number of references will be made from the first book.

Her hands fiddle with mine, playing mindlessly with every finger. She places my hand in hers, palm side up, as her index finger takes the time to trace the lines that curve on my skin. "Your hands are so rough." "You've seen me train, Dhalia." She looks up. "But you're so gentle with me." "You say that like it's a bad thing." "I like how kind you are," She softly confesses. "You're so patient with me, so sweet. I like how much taller you are than me, how much stronger." "Shouldn't that be intimidating?" "It should," She agrees. "But it isn't. I just feel that much smaller-a living shadow of my own keeping me safe and protected." "I will always protect you." I promise her roughly. She only smiles, looking at me with such intensity it makes me feel like I've hung the moon and stars for her. "Even when I'm withering away? When I'm just a memory?" The beauty of this girl astounds me, and my lips curve into a smile crafted just for her. "Even then." I promise in a whisper. ❀❀❀ Surviving a sex trafficking ring, Dhalia Jackson turned Dhalia Choi finally feels like her life is worth living. Her forgotten life off the grid seems more in the present than she'd like to realize, and when her past comes back to haunt her, Dhalia must make a sacrificing choice that will determine the rest of her future. Jase Ramirez lives the simple life-almost. Getting his degree in psychology and behavioural science, as well as his PHD in behavioural psychology, Jase believed his life was set up on a different path. One filled with therapists and trauma clinics to help the ones who needed it the most. Instead, he finds himself working as a bodyguard for a billionaire, a job that tests his teachings everyday. When Jase and Dhalia meet, all seems right with the world. An enthralling friendship that seems to push and pull both of them, leaving them with uncovered feelings and oblivious thoughts. Until it doesn't.

An unexpected meeting with her one night sparked an interest for Caden Whitlock, who'd never witnessed a woman using her guitar as a weapon. The same unexpected meeting left Lennie St. James wondering who was really the man beneath the motorcycle helmet, and why the hell did he have a pistol? - Twenty year old Lennie St. James isn't expecting much from sophomore year at Verity Heights. Another year of volleyball games, gigs and essays on literature greats. Another year of pining after a man who doesn't reciprocate her feelings. The last thing she expected was to catch the attention of Caden Whitlock. The cold as ice, senior hockey captain. The two reunite as a result of romance between their best friends, and small sparks of desire erupt into something else. Something dangerous, hot and uncontrollable. But, when it comes to it, can two individuals from a troubled life truly ever piece each other back together? And for how long can life-altering secrets really be kept in the dark?