E-BOOK AVAILABLE ON AMAZON!! --- ❝𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧, 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐨. 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞.❞ --- Nirah dances for survival. Antonio acts without remorse. She never expected her nights on stage to lead her into the dangerous arms of ​​​​​​Antonio de Luca. The vile Italian don with luring green eyes and a striking smile. She's brave, seductive, and too smart to fall for a killer wrapped in Tom Ford. Antonio doesn't do love. He takes, he controls, and he destroys. Yet something about the fiery dancer tempts him in ways he can't ignore. He knows she's off-limits, but that won't stop him from making her his. In a world of crime, passion, and betrayal, falling for The Devil could mean losing everything.

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 contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. - 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. - 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞.

"Lilah, if he so much put one finger on you I will personally see to it that he ends up six feet under. It that clear?" Ash says, his expression cold. "Yes sir."

"Why won't you let me in Alexis!" He yelled. "Because! If I do you might find a way into my broken life...." I cried, "And try to fix it" I whispered defeatedly. *** In the world where some still believe in true love, Alexis stands as an exception. Scarred by her past, she considers love to be nothing but a lost cause after enduring the pain of her boyfriend's betrayal. Determined never to allow another man to hurt her, she builds walls around her heart. However, everything changes when she crosses paths with Will Clements, the devilishly charming quarterback for the Los Angeles Lions. Known for his skills on and off the field, he effortlessly captivates women with his irresistible looks and charisma. But what will happen when he encounters a girl who remains impervious to his charms? A girl who refuses to let him break down her defenses. As fate would have it, Will becomes determined to win over Alexis, despite her resistance. Their connection sparks a burning desire within him, compelling him to pursue her relentlessly. But will Alexis finally let her guard down and give love another chance? #8 in feisty #9 in jaded #1 in football romance Started November 6 2021 Ended March 7 2022 *In the process of being edited*

Grayson Woods and I have been enemies since the first day we met, partly because he's my brother's best friend, partly because he's a complete asshole. But when he agrees to pretend to be my boyfriend to stop rumors, he makes hating him a hell of a lot harder. date completed: 11/20/2023 most impressive rankings: #1 enemiestolovers #1 itsalwaysbeenyou #1 anxiety #1 panicattacks #1 firstloves #2 teenromance #5 clingy

[01/07/2021] - [13/04/2023] "You can't keep going around like a fucking maniac and treating me like shit. That isn't how relationships work," Sophia's voice was havoc as she verbalized her emotions. "That isn't how we work..." Tired, vulnerable and agitated at not only him, but herself. How could she let herself get this far, in such little time? He looked down, ashamed, not wanting to respond. His heart felt like it was beating faster than it should've. "I forgot how it felt to love you." As soon as those words were uttered from Sophia's lips, his world broke apart. Gone, in just a matter of seconds. - - - When Sophia Adam moves to a new town, she wishes nothing more than a boring, new life, to separate herself from her past. Moving meant completing university and getting a clerkship with a judge. Moving meant making refreshing new friends, and meeting a mysterious guy that seems hell-bent on getting to know her. To Sophia, moving to a new town was everything she imagined and more. She just didn't expect her past to follow.

Mavis Spencer was rude, mean and so infuriating but yet so damn tempting. I should have left her alone, but like she says I am an idiot. She just walked into my life and ravaged it like a tornado. With no shame or guilt, just no care at all. Or that's what I thought until I got to know the real her. She is so much more than what she shows, complicated but worth the fight. I'm determined to prove her how worth it, she is. June Moraine was too nice, too happy, too friendly to be true. He should have left me alone, I'm not someone to befriend and surely not to love, I've learned that the hard way. But even as I tried my hardest to push him away, he seemed to have made his mission to prove me how wrong I am. *** "Tell me what you like?" Grabbing a handful of his hair and tilted it so I could look at him. I kept dry humping on him, and I felt myself coming closer and closer. It usually takes so much time to build me up, but this sight of him feels like a daydream. His eyebrows knitted together and his lips parted slightly as I pushed myself harder on him. "I asked you a question, June." his hooded eyes finally focus on me and he hums, "You. I like whatever you do to me."

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

London Fane is faced with the devastating news that, due to her recklessness, she has lost her scholarship to her dream college. With that, her last choice is BlackWell. When she accidentally bumps into a certain boy in the library, London becomes fascinated by his shyness. So she does everything in her power to get him to talk to her. Even if that means forcing him to help her leave campus and not get caught by security. August thought that would be it with the troubled girl but he was wrong. After finding out that she was in his class and a project had just been assigned, he knew that there was no way off of this ~ || Highest Rank || #1 in shy boy 5-31-22 #1 in sweet boy 6-8-22 #1 in innocence 6-11-22 #1 in sad 7-21-22 #1 in happiness 8-28-22 #1 in past 12-10-22 #1 in lust 2-16-23 #1 in street racing 3-14-23 #1 in good boy 7-23-23 #1 in good boy bad girl 8-7-23 #1 in temptation 11-22-23

[ONC 2020 Round Two Qualifier] It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single person in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a spouse. Especially when that person is a twenty-three year old girl in charge of a multi-million dollar company and has absolutely no idea what she is doing. 《♡》 Ashlynn Whittaker does not want to be an employer. She doesn't even want to be an employee. But after the sudden death of her parents, that's exactly what she is. She tells herself that if she can down three tequila shots without dying, she can run a company. Except, there's a catch. To get her inheritance, she has to get married, and her great aunt has been tasked with finding the lucky guy. And it just so happens to be that her aunt's choice is Wesley Marker, a boy Ashlynn vividly remembers punching in second grade. A boy she hated, hates, and will hate for all eternity. With an arranged marriage like this, what could possibly go wrong?