[ALSO KNOWN AS "MATCH MADE IN HELL" ON WEBTOON ORIGINALS] He's. . . hot, popular, and proud. She's. . . plain, eccentric, and persistent. There's nothing common between them except that they hate each other. Not good, right? But why is he determined to find her while she is determined to escape him? Twists get turns, fates have entangled. Life has even become harder than before. And their once-upon-a-modern-time story starts with a dance. -- Book cover illustration by raindrops_ [Old version] STARTED: Nov. 2012 FINISHED: Nov. 2013 [New edition] STARTED: Jun 2018 FINISHED: Jun 2019

(This book contains sexual contents) William met Sage at a party and even though he knew he was straight he still felt an attraction towards Sage. Sage is scared of relationships and commitment because he's doesn't want to be hurt anymore. William doesn't want a relationship because he just can't bother with them. The two couldn't ignore the attraction and lust between them so they did the only obvious thing they could do, became friends with benefits. They've been this way for a long time and everything was hunky dory then Sage met someone. Sage started dating this guy, ending what ever relationship he had with Will. So what happens when their friendship gets difficult to keep and in a heated argument "straight" Will confesses to being in love with Sage.

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

[Edited Version] "We only read erotica," Fiona said with a straight face. "Come again?" I asked, clutching my copy of Jane Eyre to my chest. I suddenly felt like a girl who'd come to a fancy-dress party dressed as herself. "Oh, come on, Janelle," Fiona smiled, pulling my hand and leading me into the room. The light in the library was dimmed to a dull glow, and then I heard a man's voice reading: "I entered her from behind, squeezing the taut skin of her buttocks and driving myself even deeper, until..." Somewhere in the dark, I heard moans of pleasure and the unmistakable yowl of a climax... [Cover by @headfullofstars]

This was wrong. I shouldn't be doing this. Why did I let them talk me into something like this? Usually people who rob banks go to jail- oh god I'm going to jail. My eyes wandered over all the workers and other people currently on the ground. I then stared down at the gun in my hands; the one Mace had all but thrown at me. My chest started to hurt as I stared at all of the scared and innocent people... this is the worst time for my asthma to act up. Carefully putting the gun down, I dug in my pockets for my inhaler. Once I finally found it I noticed a pair of bright green eyes staring at me. "Cat Eyes!" Mace screamed at me, before he grabbed my arm. "My inhaler!" I yelled, about to turn away when he yanked my arm. "Leave it!" He growled as we ran out of the bank. The other guys were running ahead of us, as sirens were heard from the distance. Once we were all inside, I tore my mask off as the others laughed and cheered. I guess this is what my life has become, failure.

Riches aren't everyone's taste and that's the case of Zeus Darcanius. Zeus Darcanius; rich, powerful and influential hasn't always been the confident strong-headed man he is. A pained past refusing to fade away continually hunts him, memories continually weighing down his heart making it heavy. The taste for riches only powered by the taste for revenge. Love and marriage aren't everyone's treat and by everyone I mean Julian Andrews. He finds himself swayed into an unhappy marriage he can't even remember how he got into. Love isn't something he's experienced until he finds something unexpectedly close with Zeus Darcanius. But what in the world is Zeus hiding?