𝐒𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑 I thought this place was finally gonna be an enjoyable experience for me. Far far away from all of my troubles in havensgrove - but I was later on known to be wrong. Extremely wrong. his striking grey eyes followed my every step. The minute I stepped foot in this place they've been ought to get me. - especially him. his deep male cologne making it's way into your nostrils before he even spawns. the devil himself. 𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐍 I despise her. I despise her for the way she makes me feel. - I can't interpret this feeling, It's as if im floating with stars. And I fucking loathe her for it. She was made for me. the minute I set my gaze on her deep chocolate brown locks and challenging eyes, I immediatly knew. this girl was an angel. - my angel. the devil and angel don't normally make a fine match, but this time is the time where an angel finally makes a deal with the devil. Watch out little angel. you've been claimed.

𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐏𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈, known for sleeping around and being cold. she's a renowned tattoo artist that doesn't tolerate bullshit. only caring about herself, what happens when you throw in a bubbly little girl and her incredibly persistent father? 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍, owner of six michelin star restaurants and father to a four year old girl. he's known to be kind hearted and respectful towards everyone. can he be the one to make her believe in love and melt her stone cold heart? 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 they will face many challenges, in love and within their own families. just add a kid who wants a mommy, a man who wants to find love and a woman dealing with unresolved trauma, what could possibly go wrong? keep reading to find out. _______________ started: 12/09/2022 finished: 08/01/2023 !! not edited !! book II of [ the opposite serie ] can be read as a stand alone !!

"I want to be completely yours." I whispered and his lips parted slightly. "You sure-" he cleared his throat. " I mean, are you aware that I'm-" "Would you forgive me then?" I asked and a few seconds later, his gaze met mine which was softened than earlier and nodded his head. "Then take me right away." I whispered and his brows shot up in a bit surprise at my statement but quickly his expression replaced into a faint smile. "B-But I don't want to take advantage of this situation." he muttered. "But I want to." _____________ Isabella White is a talented girl who brought up from a wealthy family. She chose to be a babysitter as she's fond of kids. But she never thought that her dream job would change her life into upside down until she meets him. Christian Roberts is one of the youngest billionaires in the world and he's the guy every girl wanted and every guy wanted to be. Eventhough he's an arrogant beast to the people around him, he's the best dad her daughter could ever ask for. What would happen if the opposite attracts? What would be the consequences when they find out their past lives? ****** Trust me, this story takes you to an emotional rollercoaster ride if you read until the end. Cover made by @Meha-k

» I'll play you like a toy; I'll kiss you like you've never been kissed before; I'll make you moan as loud as you can, and you will love it ≪ ◆ ◆ ◆ Impatient. Shy. Quiet. Fragile. Inexperienced. All these words describe only one person, Chantelle Richards. She was raised to be a good girl, to stick by the rules and to never get into trouble with either the law or people. She promise herself and her Dad and brother to always stay good and never get into trouble. She sets herself for her senior year of high school. But unfortunately, doesn't have a good start or year, when she curiously bangs into the towns rebel. Rebellious. Cocky. Trouble. Player. Dangerous. Sarcastic. All these traits add up to one person, Ace Martinez. His glaring eyes, his annoying smirk, his bold tattoos, his rough grips and deep mysterious voice. His actions and his amazing charm with the ladies. All had Chantelle worried and unsure about her safety. He was the devil's son, the son of a huge sinner. He was bad for Elle, everyone in the whole world knew it. Yet there was something there always pulling her in, not letting her go or leave the sinner. But why couldn't Ellie just leave him alone? Why couldn't he stop showing up, unexpectedly? One thing is for sure, once she finds out who he really is.. Love might of blinded her to much for her to leave. ©2017, Mkayyxamyy - Link for trailer is in my bio -

When Alexis agrees to help the school's player, she must guard the secret that could unravel everything - even as unexpected feelings complicate the game. *** What happens when Alexis Dawson, the 'resident loser' of Redwood High, agrees to help the school's notorious player, Aaron Walker? How can she stop herself from falling for him? It isn't all love and romance - Alexis has a secret of her own. Join them on a journey of jealousy, betrayal, trust, friendship, and love. A little favour just got a whole lot more complicated. *** He was so close, his breath hit my lips. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips. I stared intently, awaiting his next move. His lips fell near my ear. "Shut up and kiss me" He whispered roughly. A chill shot up my spine. I pulled back, staring at his eyes and leaned in...

I was walking to my locker when I heard someone calling for somebody. "Hey! Little cutie!" They called. I kept waking, since no one noticed me and I doubted that it would've started then. It was a hallway full of cute girls, all of them much cuter than me, so why would they be calling for me? They whistled. "Shortie with the ponytail!" They called, their voice now closer to me. I still kept walking to my locker since there were still several other girls, who were taller than me but still relatively short, wearing ponytails. I felt a light tap on my shoulder once I got to my locker. I turned around and my breath caught in my throat at who was talking to me. Maximus King. The hottest guy in all of Hillside High. With his jet black hair that was always messy but still looked amazing, his steel grey eyes that all the girls talked about, his sharp jawline that could cut someone, his tall, six-foot five inches form that towered over me, and his strong form that could easily take out pretty much all of the guys in school, he was what every girl looked for. He had a bit of a bad reputation, well, a lot of a bad reputation, but most girls didn't care about that. I cared, and was very afraid of him and all of his friends except for Xander. In fact, if he had a reputation of sleeping around, I think I would've avoided him like the plague. Good thing he only flirted with girls and never slept, kissed, or touched them. "Hey, shortie, I was talking to you," he said with his deep voice. I cleared my throat after a few seconds of me gaping at him. "S-sorry. I-I didn't k-know," I squeaked. He chuckled. "I even said 'shortie with the ponytail!' yet you still didn't know." I gulped. "That's cute," he said. Amethyst Stone, a short, four-foot eleven inches girl that Maximus King has taken an interest to. When? You'll find out. Why? He could tell you, but don't get your hopes up. Will it work out? Read if you really want to know. 12/21/18- 8/8/19- 12/27/20

|Book One of Disaster Series| ••• ❝Please stop doing this,❞ Ridge whispers, resting his forehead on my shoulder blade, his breath hitting my skin, chills coursing through my veins, seeping deep into my bones. The look in his eyes, the hunger and the want warms my heart. ❝Stop doing what?❞ I murmur, clutching his arms for support. My eyes close involuntarily, loving the feel of his body moulding with mine. ❝Stop making me feel things I shouldn't feel.❞ ••• Meet Lydia Herrington, aka the new girl. She's not your basic - You want a fight? She'll give you war. Her notorious nature is what gets her into trouble all the time. She's definitely not the one to take your bullshit. Meet Ridge, aka the Golden Boy of Hillcrest Academy. His family and his friends - two of his prized possessions. You mess with them, you mess with him. He can bring you on your knees with just one goddamn look. What happens when circumstances, or what you can call fate tie Ridge and Lydia up in a small game? A game that can change their lives in a way they never thought of. So guys, climb on the motorcycle, put on a helmet, wrap your arms tight, because this is going to be one hell of a disastrous ride. ••• BEWARE - THIS IS THE FIRST, UNEDITED DRAFT, SO IT WILL HAVE TYPOS AND GRAMMATICAL ERRORS!

"What the hell do you want Greyson?" I shout unlocking the door. It's raining heavily so I don't even bother hiding the irritation laced in my voice. I swing the door open about to continue my rant when I'm brought to a halt by his lips crashing down on mine. In one swift motion his arms are around my waist pulling my body flush against his, closing all distance between us. I don't even hesitate to kiss him back, all thoughts from a second ago withering away as I melt into his embrace. The kiss is electric, his lips bringing me to life ; igniting me in the best way possible. I snake my arms up to the nape of his neck grabbing his hair, kissing him hard with so much emotion. In response, he kisses me even harder moaning into my mouth before gliding his tongue hungrily against mine. It takes a while to register that I'm standing in my doorway kissing Greyson freaking Reynolds, the guy I hated from before I can remember. He pulls back breathlessly, and I open my eyes as he finally replies to the question I forgot I asked. "You."

"what're you doing?" "it's a pinkie promise" Aloura laughed lightly, grabbing his bruised hand and prying his pinkie from his locked fists. Her heart almost dropping at the sight of a small tattoo on his forearm. Evil incised into his skin, with two horns resting above the words. She stared at it for a moment, before shaking her thoughts away. "Now what?" he raises and eyebrow as his eyes lock with Aloura's. "You wrap it around mine" Aloura's gaze fell back onto their hands. Elias continued to watch her, and Aloura could feel her hands tremble from the nerves. His gaze almost burnt her, but she refused to meet it. "Just like that" she grins, gesturing to their now locked pinkies. "Now the promise is sealed in." Aloura's voice begins to falter. Elias' eyes fall to Aloura's lips. She licks them, and his eyes darken. Although they'd already kissed, Aloura found her knees beginning to weaken, and the oxygen around them no longer enough for two. Aloura's eyes flicker between Elias' and they stay like that for a moment, both too scared to be the first who pulls away. "That's all?" he whispers after a moment. His eyes now remaining on her lips. Aloura swallows, but nods, not trusting her voice to speak. "You can't break it" she whispers after a moment, feeling an overwhelming urge to warn him about the consequences of breaking a pinkie promise. "Or you'll lose your pinkie." A ghost of a smile tugs at his lips as he nods gently, mentally noting to not break the promise. Because who would risk their pinkie. Elias smirked after a moment before gently pressing his lips onto Aloura's slightly ajar ones. "What was that for?" Aloura whispers as he pulls away. Elias grinned, "My way of sealing a promise" Aloura laughed a little. But Aloura doesn't believe in promises. ♡ ♡ ♡ #1 in sad #pp1 in Elias #2 in Young Adult #7 in love #12 in crime #15 in sadstory #16 in romance #25 in death

To him, she is his best friend To her, he is the love of her life If Only he felt the same way... ////////////////////////////////////////////////// DISCRIPTION IS TERRIBLE AND SO IS THE FIRST FEW PARTS BUT PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE GIVE THIS BOOK A CHANCE