𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 (𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄) Jade Grogan, the youngest millionaire in the city among his other two brothers, is nothing but trouble in paradise. With the looks that could kill and have any girl he wanted; he is an arrogant jerk with a past so painful that it still aches inside of...
"I rather eat rat poison than fall in love with you." She said giving him a bright smile as she trails a finger down his jawline. "Sorry love but I can't let you die" he grinned, wrapping his arms around her waist as he pulls her closer. _____________________________________________ Avery Takeda is the exact opposite...
𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in...
"Remember what I said last night Ashley, if you don't stop being a bitch I would.." he paused and glanced at me. I turned my head from the window to him, narrowing my eyes slightly. A thick blush engulfed my face when I saw that dark desire in his eyes. "Fuck you." *** Alex and Ashley had a past. A past which was to...
An arranged marriage. An unexpected love story. ~~~ To her, happy ever afters only exist in books, and she believes that dreams are inevitable, but never expect them to become a reality, so she swears to never hope. To him, happy ever afters don't exist and dreams are for children, so he believes in neither. They are...
𝑪𝒚𝒓𝒖𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑻𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒅𝒂𝒚'𝒔 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒓. Deep in a cult's mission to bring about the end of the world and under the careful supervision of a twisted spirit, Cyrus - by all outward appearances a teenage boy but harboring the power to cause natur...
"Are you okay?" The three words he fell for. The three words he wanted to hear. The three words that cured him. ____________________ Marcus Anderson is a cold hearted billionaire entangled in his dark past. He is perfect to the eye but broken underneath. Family is not something he believes in. He prefers to bear the...
❝𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧, 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐨. 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞.❞ ❦ "What are you doing in my fridge?" I immediately grabbed my knife strapped to my thigh and pointed it at the person behind me's throat. "Seriously?" I whispered. He wasn't even fazed by the fact that I could've easily slit his throat. He just stood there...