"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙤 𝙪𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙." Milaydie Lucero is sent to Rutherford Academy in hopes of finishing high school with a prestigious dance scholarship that she spent her life working for. The last thing she needs is problems or boy drama. Reed Maxwell is the school's notorious bad boy. No one dares approaching him, scared that what they heard about him is true. He keeps to himself and focuses on basketball. He attracts problems and doesn't like girl drama. What happens when Milaydie crosses path with the biggest problem himself? Soon enough, their past catches up to them. Secrets get revealed, true colors are shown and hearts get shattered. - "𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴 𝘶𝘱, 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦, "𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨," 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘸𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦. "𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦," 𝘐 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳." - ❆[Book 1 in the "Unloved series" but can be read as a stand-alone.] 𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ©𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬: 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝.

Anastasiya Greyson is back in her stuck up hometown for her senior year after the death of her mom. she already left once and she can't afford to get close to people just for her leave again. but would a friendship with her childhood love be worth the cost of her leaving? August Matthews shows everyone the side of him that's on top of the world, pretending what happened to him had no effect on him. But he can't open himself up to anyone, his heart has been locked up and the only one with a key left years ago. But she's back. Can he really be only friends with the only girl he's ever loved? • • • Matthews Series: Book One ⚠️TW: Death, Sexual Assault, Abuse [DUAL POV] [word count: 105064]

❝ 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄'𝙢 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙨, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 ❞ ────୨ৎ──── 𝙆𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙧 knows what it means to fight for survival. With three younger siblings to protect and an abusive father threatening to pull them under, basketball is more than just a dream-it's his escape. Every game is a shot at freedom, a chance to leave the shadows behind and build a future far from the chaos that has defined his life. 𝙃𝙖𝙯𝙚𝙡 𝙇𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 is the picture of perfection-or so the world believes. Driven by the crushing weight of trying to live up to her family's reputation, she excels in everything she does. But behind her polished exterior lies a girl unravelling, haunted by a past she can't forget and the relentless fear that she'll never be enough, no matter how hard she tries. They hate each other He's a scholarship kid from the Southside She's the daughter of a billionaire They have nothing in common until they do

BULLY ROMANCE ______________ Angelica Wrath was everything her name said she was. Innocent. Sweet. A Daddy's Girl. Pure. A Virgin. Never touched. Never Kissed. Never fucked. All because her father was the Deputy Headmaster and Head of Discipline at the most prestigious private schools in England. She was no one, to anyone. Except to Damien Richards. Noble. Billionaire. Heir to a line of wealth and fame and the best Fly-Half Abernathy College had ever seen. He was treated like a God. The only person he ever had a problem was with the little angel of General Wrath herself. Because there was only room for one person to be perfect in this school and it was Damien. For six years Angelica has lived through constant unrelenting torment from the golden boy, the one who no one believed would hurt a fly. She had no idea, Damien had been caught in her web all along. Maybe Angelica was the Monster his parents always warned him about. His little monster. ______________ #1st in sexy #1st in boardingschool #1st in Goodgirlsarebadgirlsthathaventbeencaught #1st in Old Money #1st in bullyromance #1st in goodgirlsarebadgirls ______________ NO SMUT WARNINGS BUT LOADS OF SMUT (some dub-con scenes) SET IN ENGLAND UPPER SIXTH = 17&18 MESS, CHAOTIC AND QUESTIONABLE DECISIONS MADE, READ WITH CAUTION.

In a world where power and control reign, Isabella Russo's life is forever altered when her family arranges her marriage to the ruthless Don of the Romano mafia, Vincenzo. Cold, calculating, and possessive, Vincenzo never believed in love-only power. But as his world collides with Isabella's fiery spirit, their marriage becomes a dangerous game of control, passion, and betrayal. As the walls between them begin to collapse, their connection spirals into something neither of them can control. Isabella must navigate the deadly world of the mafia and the dangerous pull toward the man she swore to hate. And Enzo? He'll stop at nothing to claim her-body and soul, making sure she's underneath his rule in every way. ........................... #1 in enemieswithbenefits #1 in matureaudience #1 in Italian

Book 1 Of The Corrupt Me Series ‼️18 VERY MATURE‼️ "He Would Burn The World For Her But Not Let A Single Flame Touch Her" "May God Have Mercy On My Enemies Cause I won't" . . . . . . . . . . Villains aren't just born, they're made, and created into their awful versions of themselves, well all know them as pure evil heartless souls, but there will always be a backstory to why they were the Villains of a story. Misha Larson. 'A heartless, cold-blooded, man that ever existed' but do you know the real Misha? why he became the way he is? No. you don't only she does. Blair Ambrose. The light to darkness, the angel of clouds, his light to the darkness. he may be the villain of this story but he isn't the villain of her story, and he never was. He's Heartless. She's Caring. He's Cold-Blooded. She's Heart Warmth. He's Vicious. But She's Corrupted. Two Broken Souls Trying To Find Peace In Different Ways. . . . . . . . . . . -Enemies To Lovers - Dark Romance - Forbidden -Brothers Best Friend -Billionaire Boyfriend - CEO -Kidnapping - Opposites Attract #1 traitor #1 darklove

𝒲𝑒'𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝑜 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝒶𝓉 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔. ♡♡ 𝐍𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧 grew up with the finest things money could buy, but without the things it couldn't. For the briefest moment, he thought he had found a new mother, his au pair. But then her real child, Valeria, moved in with them, shattering his illusion. 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐳 grew up watching her mother serve others among luxuries forever out of reach. She longed for the glamorous lives of those who entered the mansion through the front door and dreamed of being the girl in the fashion magazines she could get her hands on. Nicholas made no effort to hide how displeased he was when she was around and always kept his distance, which became impossible once Valeria enrolled at Nicholas's prestigious school. Since then, he made it his mission to pretend she didn't exist, and he succeeded for three years. But when Valeria starts making his life difficult, a new strategy is born. He's going to play with her emotions until she falls for him, only so that he can go back to ignoring her, crushing her feelings. But Valeria is not a fool; she sees right through him. What happens when she decides to play along?

|18+| ❛𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 ❜ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Dark mysterious eyes. Fierce blazing eyes. Two enemies under one roof under the binds of an arranged marriage. While trying their best to ignore themselves and feelings just for the sake of their various companies, they couldn't help the sexual tension between them. There's a thin line between love and hate they say. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "Sit on my face," I say firmly, laying down on the bed while she stares down at me like I had two heads. "But...how would you breathe?" Isabella asks, looking at my face and I chuckle. "That's my problem to deal with àmore," I urge her, seeing the lust on her face. "Just sit on my face, please."

Completed • First Draft - not edited. || "You gonna sit there all night?" Luka glances at me, smirking. I glare back. "I was enjoying the last few seconds of peace before having to spend an evening pretending to like you." "That's funny," he says, unbuckling his seatbelt. "Why?" I snap. "Because I was thinking the same thing." || The rules? Easy enough. 1. Pretend to be the perfect couple. 2. Keep it professional. 3. And whatever you do, don't. catch. feelings. Simple, right? Sofia Calloway never planned on going viral for throwing a drink in Luka Mikhaylov's face. But one video, one pissed-off hockey star, and one furious university later... she's suddenly stuck in a fake relationship with the guy she can't stand. He needs to clean up his image before the NHL draft. She needs the free tuition that comes with the deal. All they have to do is smile for the cameras, hold hands at the games, and act like they don't want to strangle each other. Then come the late-night arguments that last too long. The stolen glances that feel too dangerous. The moment where "pretend" starts looking way too real. Because when you break the rules, someone's bound to lose. And this time, it might be both of them.

"Breathe." He dipped his head down so that his lips were right at my ear, his strong arm wrapped securely around my waist, molding my body into his. "If you're going to fall apart,." He starts, teeth gritted. "Now's the time. I'll be here to put you back together when it's over." I squeezed my eyes shut again, and I did just that. I fell apart. ******* Secrets. Lies. Deception. Murder. I'd seen and done it all. And not willingly. So I left. I sacrificed my freedom to save myself, and the only way to ensure my own safety was to start over. Clean slate. New people. New me. But the last thing I expected when I arrived at Manonwell Prep Academy was to be bombarded by a boy-no, a man who held some unknown vendetta against me. Call it obsession, infatuation, hatred. To me it was all one in the same. He was everywhere I turned, like a shadow. Watching me. Taunting me. Haunting me. And it was all because of something I did to him a long time ago. It was something so bad that he couldn't stand me, that he wanted me dead, and the idea of making my life a living hell was something that he took pride in. But I didn't remember. I had no clue what I could've done to him in the past, but he was hellbent on pushing me until I did. My plans on starting over were shattered the minute I stepped inside that school. He was the type of person that demanded your attention without having to speak. He was untamed and wild and unhinged. But what he didn't know was that the Winter Travers that he knew in past, the one I didn't remember, was no longer alive. I was different. She was gone and I was here. And he was everything I should've been afraid of. Sinister, quiet, manipulative, but I knew it would be a cold day in hell before I let him win. Ronan was like gasoline waiting to be doused on the fire that inside me, and if he was ready to burn, then so was I.