Anthony stops at my bare shoulder and leans down to press a hot kiss onto the skin. "You can't say things like that.." He delivers another, this one to my collarbone and making my words grow weak, unconvincing ... even as they come from my own mouth. "We're supposed to be ... friends." Anthony is quiet at first, the only response I get being his free hand drifting over to cage my body into the small space between us. "I know .." He trails off. It goes dead silent for a second. "But I ... don't think that's enough for me, B." There's a sharp breath from me at the words and a flush of heat to my cheeks when Anthony pushes my hair over my shoulder. His actions expose me to him, showing off my bare shoulders in a way that's downright indecent as the straps pulled down now hang loosely off my arms. "I don't want .. to be just a friend to you." And then, there's another kiss to pair. Although it isn't a simple peck this time. It's an actual kiss now, slow and softly pressed onto my neck. Beatrix thought she'd never trust another guy again. After being burned, both physically and emotionally by her ex-boyfriend Rudy in her senior year of high school, Beatrix's trust in people is low. That is, until she transfers to the esteemed, private Highland University. It's a fresh start to give the girl what she wants most: A shot at normalcy. The plan is simple .. just keep her head down, study her ass off, try to become a functional person once again and hopefully make one friend or two. Everything was supposed to start over that year. She'd had high hopes of starting anew and faithfully prepared to blend in to the background. And the day goes well. Until she sits down in Spanish, where she meets Anthony Gamaro. After a slight misunderstanding, Beatrix finds herself in an odd friendship with the 20 year old football player. One that slowly helps her regain the confidence she'd long lost before.

I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."

She takes the job because it pays too well to ask questions. He's an underground boxer with a private gym, a dangerous last name, and a reputation nobody explains out loud. Focused. Disciplined. Off-limits in every way that matters. She's there to keep fighters healthy, nothing more. No distractions. No lines crossed. But tension doesn't care about rules. Between late nights at the gym, lingering looks, and a pull neither of them names, lines blur fast. And when family business starts bleeding into the ring, she realizes this job comes with more than bruises. Some things happen in the spotlight. Everything else happens between rounds.

"I need you, Zee. I can handle my family casting me out for choosing you. I can handle falling behind on Gregor's book review coming up. I can even handle skipping out on a few practices if that means you're with me. " his voice deepened with each word and matching step until we were against his door . He reached a newly bandaged hand to my curls and pushed a stray piece back as he captured my gaze. "Now what I can't handle is you thinking you can walk out on us. I'm yours." he murmured before meeting my lips with his. ------------------------------ Noah Westwood needs Zahra Joseph like a drowning victim needs a flotation device. In fact, whenever Zahra is not in his sight he feels like he's drowning right with the waves. She's all he thinks about and can hardly pull his head out of the clouds long enough to keep his boxing dreams in the forefront. Although the semester didn't start off that way. Life has a funny sense of humor when it comes to attraction and darkness. Read to figure out how a petite academic scholar brings everyone's favorite up and coming boxing star to his knees. Can they find a way to overcome life's obstacles and navigate new love while everything else pulls them apart? They will just have too. Or else Noah will be down without his lifeline • Reader's Discretion is advised •

Lacie Morgan is far more overweight than she's ever been. With her ever growing low self esteem, can she ever hope again to experience the kind of love that came easy to her when she was fit and attractive in society's standards? 2014 - 2023 💖 If you want more like this story, check out my other titles on Amazon 👉 You're Still Mine: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DLVKP3SL 👉 Our Madness, Book 1: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DWRP2237

🔺BOOK 4 OF THE 11:11 SERIES🔺 He wrote a whole album about her. She just wanted to forget he existed. Gigi LaRue thought she was done with Chris-Until he drops a record that sounds like heartbreak, guilt, and a love letter all in one. Now the song is everywhere. Her phone won't stop buzzing. And the man she ghosted is knocking on the door she swore he'd never see again. But Chris isn't the only ghost resurfacing. There's Cherry-pregnant, scared, and seconds from breaking. Rico-grieving in silence and questioning everything. Queen-is playing chess while being hunted by a man who doesn't bluff. And Shanae-is falling in love with someone too stable to be real. Love. Loss. Lies. Not everything stays in the past. Some things leave... residuals.

Liyah ain't the type to be seen-she the type to see everything. Thick, smart, and quick-witted, she stay in her own lane at Reminence High. While the other girls chasin' clout and cheer captain titles, she tryna graduate, stack her scholarships, and get the hell up out the hood. But that don't mean she blind. She been peepin' Devin Jackson since freshman year-football, basketball, and wrestling captain with a smile that make her knees weak and dimples that could end arguments. Problem is, Devin's surrounded by all the girls she ain't: loud, flashy, and fine in all the basic ways. What Liyah don't know is... Devin tired of all that. He want real. And real been sittin' two rows behind him in Algebra the whole time. Includes spicy 18+ scenes, emotional rollercoasters, and real talk only.

"Fuck Enzo" Kalanii says while Lorenzo is kissing her neck, they have had a wild night tonight and they both need to blow off some steam. why not do it together? let's see what Kalanii and Lorenzo get into this chapter ... -bunniesbooksss

I finally found her after five long years... She thought she could disappear and I would let her go... I have yearned and craved for her touch again... This time I will not let her go.... Blood will be shed if anyone tries to stop me from being with her... The darkness has plagued my mind and she is the only one who can save me... The monster she once called me plays over and over again in my mind... But I am no monster... I am Eryx, the head of the Vallea Mafia

Jade has absolutely no experience when it comes to romance, sexually to be specific. Her (sort of) childhood friend, however, is the opposite and offers to let her practice with him. How far will Jun go to teach his new roommate, Jade, the basics of physical touch? 💋