Laura hated his every move, his every breath and Chris hated Laura with every fiber in his body. So how is it that they find themselves in a heated passionate twist of lust every time they argued? Was this raging fire within them both just a taste of what drives them both towards each other with such madness? Can love really spring up from the depths of hate? There's only one way to find out...by reading this book. I know a lot of you are reading this book and thank you for that but there is a more recent updated version of this book posted on my profile as "Hating You Sweetly (New Edit)" It has a few different scenes. The characters are also a bit more defined, if that makes sense.

|| In his eyes, she glowed. Her pale skin was like a canvas, just waiting for him to paint it with his dark colors. She was his moon and his hope. || { He kissed her tears as he always had and always would. } Kaia's life is a prison. Ever since her mom was murdered, her dad hardly ever lets her out of the house, even going so far as to homeschool her. Not to mention how he keeps secrets from her; according to him, it's too dangerous for Kaia to leave the house, but strangely it isn't for her brother, Cole. But, why? Because, though Kaia doesn't know it, the woods are full of werewolves, and Kaia's scent is particularly mouth watering. The second she steps too far into the woods, they can smell her...And only one Alpha can protect her from the wolves that want to taste her blood. Only, her Alpha wants to taste her in another way... The secret world of the lycanthrope is Kaia's destiny, and who better to meet it with than her mate? Especially when his heart is just as dark as hers, if not more so. ~ {A different take on the werewolf genre; if you're looking for something new about our beloved wolves, you've found it. Look inside for more details. Love ya if you hit read!} THIS BOOK IS NOW PUBLISHED! The final 15 chapters are not live on Wattpad as a result. Proceed with caution. :)

[18+] When Sasha strikes up a friendship with her gorgeous boss, the lines between professional and personal start to blur. ***** Sasha Henshaw can't believe her luck when she lands a job at Montgomery's, one of London's most prestigious companies. Working for 24-year-old Alastair Montgomery isn't easy, though, especially when he acts more like a friend than a boss. Assuming the role of his right-hand woman, Sasha finds herself deeply involved in Alastair's life, witnessing everything from his struggle to make his father proud, to his heartbreak over a relationship that ended three years ago. But when the company is thrown into the spotlight, the lines between professional and personal relationships become blurred, and Sasha realises she's close to being wrapped up in an office affair that doesn't stop when the clock strikes five. 𝘍𝘖𝘙𝘔𝘌𝘙𝘓𝘠 𝘞𝘐𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘕 𝘞𝘈𝘛𝘛𝘗𝘈𝘋'𝘚 𝘗𝘈𝘐𝘋 𝘚𝘛𝘖𝘙𝘐𝘌𝘚 𝘗𝘙𝘖𝘎𝘙𝘈𝘔 - 𝘚𝘈𝘔𝘗𝘓𝘌 𝘖𝘕𝘓𝘠 𝘍𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘮: 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴.𝘤𝘰𝘮/𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘵 ***** 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: "THE END! I swear this is my favorite story, over the past years I've read it over 5 times" "This was a really great read! I've been pushing this story off for a while as I thought I wouldn't like it, but I've enjoyed all of your stories. This one did not disappoint at all!"

Chase Ashton Knight is the heir of Knight Corporation. He is a serious businessman as well as a famous playboy. He is a handsome, arrogant, stubborn, and intelligent man. Chase met many women. But he couldn't forget the only girl that caught his attention. This girl was a childhood friend. Aria Collins is a beautiful, innocent, stubborn, and intelligent woman. She and Chase had known each other since their childhood. Chase was her first and only love. One night, Chase's sister planned to leave them alone on Aria's birthday. This night changed their lives. Will Chase accept his feelings for Aria?

He pinned her to the wall by grabbing her arm and stood too close to her. So close that their noses and foreheads were touching. "You look hurt, Maira. Your eyes are reflecting your pain. Is it because you are finally realizing your feelings for me?" Hearing his words, Maira felt a shiver run down her spine. She gathered some courage and looked into his eyes, daringly. "I will never fall for you, Arim. Never ever" she whisper with determination, glaring at him. His grip on her hand was gentle but strong enough to not let her move. "But I Will Make You Mine, This Is My Promise" he said with a playful smirk, his voice as determined as hers. His eyes held so many emotions of love, hurt, jealousy, pain and the most important one, passion. Passion for her. She twisted her hand in an attempt to loosened his grip. His hot breathes fell on her forehead, making her heart flutter and she almost forgot to free herself. His innerself shivered when she lowered her eyes, making her long eyelashes brush against his cheekbones. *** Arim Singh Bharadwaj, grandson of one of the richest persons in India. Very polite by nature. He can buy anything in the world still, he longs for something. LOVE. His first love; Maira. He loved her from the time when he doesn't even know the meaning of it. Maira Singhal, daughter of a rich industrialist. Very stubborn by nature. Life is nothing but a competition for her. Her only goal in life is to win, either by hook or by crook. She is a confused soul when it comes to the subject of 'Love'. Her priority is her family and friends. She never cares about others emotions. Will Arim ever be able to make Maira fall for him?? Find out what happens when these two worlds colloids. *COMPLETED* Started on 21st January 2017 Completed on 4th March 2018 * Warning: Don't read. Needs to be rewritten or at least editing.

Christopher Maurice Brown, 26. Going from situation to situation trying to make relationships work, Chris finds himself giving up on it. Being so young, he's just carefree and wants to have fun. No strings for anyone to pull on. He stays a night then says, "you'll never see me again after tonight." and hopes they understand. If they didn't, it wouldn't matter because he'll be gone before an explanation. This hard to get thing wears off when he finally finds something worth it. Part of him wants to give his all, the other needs him to stay secluded. What is worth everything in him? Robyn Rihanna Fenty, 26.

-COMPLETE original version PLUS first half of new version!- "I don't know what to do," I admitted for the first time to both her and myself. "I don't know how to maintain this without fucking something up. I don't know how to keep spending time with you without setting a bad example or slipping up in front of my Family." Violet sat up and turned to face me. "I can't answer that for you," she said with a sad smile. "But I can go. I can make this easier, stay out of your way for a while." She stood on her knees between my legs, close, but not touching, and watched me with those wide, ocean eyes. I should have told her to go- listened to her suggestion and put some real distance between us. It would have been smarter, safer. But it would feel like cutting off my own hands. "I don't want that," I murmured, and reached for her waist. (excerpt from new version) --- Vengeance. Vendetta. Violence. These three words are all Violet Harcourt knows. For years, her world has been centered around killing Bill Pfeiffer, the hitman who murdered her father and sister. She's learned the criminal underground inside and out while masquerading as a quiet art student, bringing her closer and closer to her target. Now, it's time to blow her cover, and Bill Pfeiffer's brains out. Vitale Fierro lives a carefree life at the top of the Salvaggi Mafia. Business has been good, and Chicago isn't a bad place to call home when you're a professional criminal. But when a girl with purple hair murders the Family's prized hitman, he's given the responsibility of what to do with her. To kill, or not to kill seems to be the ultimate question- one he must answer while managing a promotion, taking down a rival Family, and trying not to fall in love. Book 1 of the Rough Love Novels

I pushed him with as much force as I could which made him stumble slightly but he succeeded in maintaining his balance and escaped from falling. That was when I got a chance to see his face. Oh, my gosh!! He is so handsome...wait...I have seen him somewhere...somewhere...what the...!! He...he is Mr. Shane Adams, the CEO of Adams' Empire. But why the heck did he kiss me? Did he misunderstand me for someone? "How dare you push me? Do you even know who I am?" He asked, angrily. "Don't give me that shit of 'Do you know who I am?' I know who you are, but how dare you kiss me without my permission?" I spat back. My statement fueled his anger and now he was extremely furious. He had his hand balled into a fist. He slowly came closer to me and stopped just inches from me. "You lousy mouse. You are nothing but a slut. Do you hear me? You.are.a.slut!" he whispered into my ear from my back holding both of my hands tightly. I could no longer take it as I was beyond furious at this point. I punched him hard on his handsome face and the side of his lips started bleeding. Serves him better! And this is how they met; Lara and Shane. Neither are they poles apart nor do they lie on the same side of the coin. But there's something that attracts them to each other again and again. Get indulged in the romantic love-story of Shane and Lara. PS: You might find this story a bit of a cliche.

***HIGHEST RANKING #35 in ROMANCE *** Sarah had a crush on him ever since seventh grade but he never even noticed her. All she ever dreamed of was to get married to him. Well, she got what she wished for even though it was an arranged marriage where the parents decided to get their kids to marry each other instead of letting them make their own choices... She knew she was happy but was he? Read this story full of ups and downs in Sarah's life as she struggles to find her husband's heart. Do you think she will??? *** WARNING!!!!: This story might contain swear words and kisses so if you are a sensitive reader please watch out... and PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS BOOK IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE ABUSE AND DOMINATING MEN!!!!! Copyright © all rights reserved by Shahi Cassim, Wattpad User : @Essy81 and copying and plagiarism is strictly forbidden...

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.