Evelyn Andrea Olsen è una donna abituata a controllare ogni aspetto della sua vita, soprattutto quando si tratta di uomini. Assistente impeccabile del capo della Davidson Events Organization, Evelyn ha messo a punto una regola tutta sua per selezionare chi merita davvero di entrare nel suo mondo: la regola del caffè. Un semplice gesto, un solo sorso, e lei sa chi allontanare e chi invece potrebbe trasformarsi in qualcosa di più. Ma dopo una relazione dolorosa chiusa ormai da un anno, anche la sua infallibile regola sembra vacillare. Gli uomini diventano enigmi indecifrabili, e Evelyn si ritrova intrappolata in un labirinto di dubbi e incertezze. Fino a quando non arriva Christopher Coolidge. Affascinante, enigmatico, un uomo d'affari che non solo sfida ogni sua aspettativa, ma soprattutto sembra resistere a tutte le sue regole. Christopher è l'unico a cui Evelyn non riesce a dare un'etichetta, l'unico a farle perdere il controllo. Mentre la curiosità si trasforma in attrazione e i suoi dilemmi si intensificano, Evelyn non sa di essere osservata... da qualcuno nascosto nell'ombra, pronto a trasformare la sua vita in un gioco pericoloso. ☕️☕️☕️

Hoping for no distractions during her senior year of college, Ryan finds herself in a whirlwind romance following a one-night stand with the last person she expected: the star wide receiver of the football team. ***** Ryan Collins only has two goals: to get into medical school and avoid football players, thanks to her ex-boyfriend and their nasty breakup. But after a one-night stand, she's torn between a notorious wide receiver and the dream she's starting to question more each day. With the NFL draft quickly approaching, Carsen Blake has a lot more to worry about than just football. Managing an alcoholic mother, a stubborn coach, and his grief after his father's passing, Carsen has to convince the one girl he's liked for years that he's worth more than a one-night stand while also proving to himself that he is more than everyone's expectations. Book One of the UNC Series Content warning: This story contains an instance of mild self-harm, themes of addiction and mentions of emotional partner abuse

To start over. That's what Alex Rose needed, after that night. That's what drove her out of her home in London, to New York, halfway across the world, to start her second year of college in North Regal University. A whole new world greets her, new people, a gorgeous city, new experiences. Perfect to start over, to forget. To leave the demons of her past far behind. Hunter Triton. The boy with tattoos on his skin, and scars on his heart. Disconnected from reality, wrapped up in his own demons. No one could really figure him out. A silver eyed, cold hearted soccer player who likes to throw punches in his free time isn't one of the things Alex expected to come across. The things that happen when two damaged people with dark pasts, terrible secrets and demons to battle, collide... Will they make or break each other? ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 「NEW ADULT COLLEGE SPORTS ROMANCE 」 「 COMPLETE 」 ✦ 𝙂𝙊𝙇𝘿 𝙍𝘼𝙉𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎 ✦ 01 on #mentalhealth - 12/01/21 01 on #campus - 10/02/21 01 on #opposites - 01/02/21 01 on #soccer - 17/02/21 01 on #boxing - 06/04/21 01 on #university - 14/08/21 02 on #badboy - 03/05/21 03 on #collegeromance - 03/01/21 09 on #foundfamily - 26/08/21 10 on #college - 10/01/21 CONTENT WARNING: this book mentions and talks about sensitive and mature themes such as mental disorders, sexual assault, erotica etc. 15+ readers only. #ProjectBadBoys & #ProjectBrave

Highest Ranking: #1 on enemies #1 on lifeanddeath #3 on agents "I hate you." I breathe. "I hate you too." He says as he presses his lips against mine. * National Underground Protection Agency. NUPA. As its name suggests, is an agency that works in the shadows to protect the country and its citizens. When the sudden death of the Vice President of the United States causes an uproar, NUPA agents and archenemies Leah Beau and Mason Davis are assigned to investigate into the case named Case 92. Join Leah and Mason in an adventure with action, thrill, heartbreak and steamy romance.

COMPLETED - When Isabella arrives at college, she's determined to keep her head in the books and go by unnoticed. Yet, life had other plans for her. When her new friend Mia drags her to her first ever College party and her path collides with Mia's brother both of them derail. Lukas is mysterious, tattoos tainting his skin, not afraid of cursing his thoughts out loud and isn't too happy with welcoming Isabella into their group of friends. However when Isabella seeks comfort with tall dark and handsome Drew, Lukas tries everything in his power to keep the two apart. Lukas is trouble, Isabella way too good to be his type, but still they can't stay away from each other. ❄️ "Lukas, are you hugging me? Is coldhearted Lukas hugging a girl?" My drunk tongue blurted out. "Shut up, I'm just keeping you from falling face down in the toilet." He whispered in my ear and I felt his breath against my skin. "Yeah right. You are soooo hugging me." I teased him knowing he was indeed hugging me, but he was too stubborn to admit it. "No, I'm not." He said, pulling me even closer to him before curving his lips against the skin behind my ear. He's such a goner... ❄️ NOTE: 👀 please ignore the way the first ten chapters are written. First book ever and that's noticeable. It gets so much better after those I promise.

This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

In which I fall in love with my brother's best friend. ***** "Don't pretend like you don't feel anything." His voice is low, sending shivers down my spine. "What do you mean?" "You know damn well what I mean." "I don't know what you're talking about." I pretend to ignore him, flipping some pages in my book. "Come on. I have all these assignments waiting. Aren't you supposed to teach me tonight?" "It depends on what you want me to teach." He smirks, his voice sounding even more dangerous. ***** I thought that my brother was the most popular guy in school, but as soon as I step into my university life, I realize how wrong I was. Meet Vaughn Cooper, his best friend. The guy is the epitome of every girl's dream. Godlike handsome. The quarterback. He's got the looks, and he's got the brain. Come on, he's got the scholarship to one of the most prestigious universities in the country, while I have just barely passed the entrance examination after long years of struggle during high school. How could a guy who worked that hard and deserves nothing more but adoration be labeled as a bad boy? Yeah, the answer is simple. The moment we lock eyes, I realize something as I stare into those piercing, amber eyes. He's not every girl's dream. He's every girl's nightmare. In my case, MY nightmare. Calm down, heart. Our story hasn't even started. ***** THE SPENCERS SERIES BOOK #1 © 2020 Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved. (Content warning: This book has descriptive sexual content, explicit language, and triggering themes)

°COMPLETA° Brody Walker è sempre stato il solito ragazzo identificato come il classico don giovanni, star indiscussa del football Americano, un ammasso di muscoli tonici e un bel faccino con occhi verdi magnetici e sorriso splendente. Da quella sera, quando durante una festa vide Catalina per la prima volta, non riuscì più a togliersela dalla testa. Lei che, con un paio di occhi grandi e azzurri, un viso tanto diabolico quanto angelico e un corpo tutto gambe, riuscì a stregare l'attenzione di Brody. Ma, riuscirà lui a conquistare la bella Catalina? A dimostrarsi differente da come i media lo descrivono? Beh, non vi resta altro che scoprirlo! "La verità era che, Brody Walker ed il suo profumo, erano peggio degli innumerevoli drink bevuti quella sera" Sono presenti contenuti per adulti. Storia protetta da copyright©

«Ti paga?» gli chiesi sovrappensiero; si voltò verso di me con le sopracciglia aggrottate, così indicai con la testa la borsa che cadeva al centro del suo petto. «L'università. Ti paga per scattare foto a tutti gli eventi?» Harry e la sua macchina fotografica erano praticamente un tutt'uno, ma mi ero sempre chiesta se lo facesse solo per hobby o se ci guadagnasse anche qualcosa. Tuttavia quella che a me sembrava essere una domanda lecita era, ai suoi occhi, probabilmente stupida, poiché si lasciò scappare uno sbuffo divertito. «No, non mi paga.» [...] «Sono belle» dissi con sincerità, riferendomi alle fotografie. Sollevai lo sguardo per osservarlo quando non rispose e, anche se non mi ringraziò, vidi comunque un sorriso compiaciuto combattere per spuntare sulle sue labbra piene.