"I don't know how you did it" He said with pain and frustration in his eyes "But you need to stop" I look at him and softly said "I don't know what you're talking abo-" He cuts me off by pinning me against the wall looking even more frustrated "You're making yourself important to me and you need to stop!" He yelled making me shut my mouth. I look at the pain, sadness and anger that was swirling in his eyes "Please don't make me stop" I whispered softly, leaning closer to him. He shuts his eyes tightly and whispers "God damn it" before pulling me and placing his lips on mine. Welcome to the story of Lauren and Alexander.

Hockey journalist Kiondra Harris and star hockey defenseman Branson Miller cannot stand each other's presence. Even worse, they work together. After a forced collaboration and a heated feud, the results leave them walking on thin ice.

It's no secret we hate each other. I suppose I wouldn't mind that we seem to be academically matched in everything, except Zane is an arrogant asshole about it and I try to keep my head down. I'm not stupid, clearly, I understood Zane was insanely gorgeous. And I'd heard enough stories from the girl's showers to know that his body was amazing. I think in the beginning I hated him just out of spite, but now it really is essential. Because if I didn't hate him I'd probably fall in love with him from the sheer amount of time we spend together since all our teachers think sitting the smartest students near or next to each other in every class is an amazing idea. And I knew falling in love with Zane Ivory was just begging to get your heart obliterated.

In Savannah, Georgia Elle Sinclair, a refined Black debutante, and Luke O'Connor, a rugged White mechanic, come from two different worlds destined to remain apart. But when a chance encounter brings them together, their forbidden romance sparks a love connection that challenges them for the unexpected.

𝙄𝙣𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 could begin from a single touch. --- (CURRENTLY EDITING NOVEL) After the death of Ambrosia Hill's grandmother, Josephine Hill, Ambrosia joins her family and relatives at the deceased woman's house to mourn their loss, accompanied by a lawyer and her son. Ambrosia and her sister question the cause of their grandmother's death and come to the conclusion that she was in fact murdered. Now she must uncover the dark secrets of her grandmother, but what will happen when Ambrosia falls in love with the young man whose mind is so very ill? - - - WARNING: Themes and chapters in this book may be unsuitable and disturbing for some readers. Such as murder, suggestive words, and descriptive events. Please read at your own risk. :)

"I can't believe I came out here to get you!!!" I turn around and find Travis standing over me, droplets rolling down his face and neck. He's soaked in water and his jeans look heavy due to the rain. I giggle and shout over the rain, "You didn't have to come out here! I was just trying to prove a point!!" "And you did!!" He replies, rubbing his black hair back, his shirt sticking to him. I look him up and down noticing the outline of muscles in his shirt. I bite my lip and just stare. Goddamn!~ I need Jesus!!! "My eyes are up here!!" Travis says, cupping my chin and forcing me to look back up at him. I blush, as he lets go of my face, "I wasn't purposely trying to stare!!" Bitch, why you lyin'??? Just admit you were staring!! "Riiight~" He purrs, grinning devilishly, "If it makes you feel better, my eyes wandered off to other places too~" His eyes flash down to my shirt, and I look down noticing my shirt is kind of see-through; revealing my black sports bra underneath. Oh my- "TRAVIS REEL!!!" I shout, pushing him, my face probably as red as hot pepper. He chuckles, stumbling back a little, "You were staring at me first!!" I roll my eyes, "Not the point!" "It kind of is." I turn away, "No it's not..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~ #1 in Awkwardsituations (2.22.24) ALL RIGHTS OWNED!!! PLEASE DON'T COPY MY WORKKKKK!!! Previously known as "Nothing But Trouble". There's only 49 chapters, just exclude the intro, authors note, and cast members, lol. Also this is my first book ever!! So, there may be flaws, and what not but it's still a pretty good story!!! When awkward, anxious teen, Tiffany Green, accidentally spills her drink on the school's "asshole/badass", Travis Reel, she runs away before he could even ask her name. Little does Tiffany know, this caught his attention... Started February 2021 - Finished September 2021 (I wrote this when I was 16-17, so, like, EXTREME CLICHE warning-)

Yasmine works at a children's hospital in New York City, she's has an average life and has average friends. After breaking up with her no good two timing boyfriend she wanted a change. She decided to get a personal trainer. Giovanni works at State Wide Fitness in New York City as a personal trainer. When Yasmine came to his gym looking for a trainer, he was taken by her beauty. He made sure he became her trainer and nobody else. Gio loved her body even if she didn't, and he found every way he could to get close to her. What happens when the two gets tangled up?

| Book 2 | Of The Wicked Games Book Series "Look at me" he demanded, grabbing my chin with force. "You're still mine." His fingers dig into my thigh, a painful reminder of his presence. "Do you understand me?" He leans in closer, his breath hot against my ear. "Say it," he whispered. "I won't." I flinched, trying to pull away, but his grip only tightened more. "Don't try to run mami," his lips trailed down my neck sending shivers down my spine. "You can't escape me." His lips find the sensitive spot just below my ear, "Say it," he repeated, his voice a seductive caress. "Tell me you're mine." "I..." I began, my voice a soft whisper. I couldn't finish the sentence. I was too distracted by the way he nipped at my skin, a painful bite that sent a jolt of unwanted pleasure through me. "Say it," he urged, his voice laced with amusement. "Or I'll make you." MATURE CONTENT! 18+ ⚠️ Cover by me :)

I hope you stumble into a kind of love that bonds the question mark into exclamation points.

New to the small southern town, brown-skinned Evalyn Brown answers an ad for domestic help. Enter her new employer, the disagreeable and decidedly white William Davis, who works for the town's police department. As time progresses, their relationship to each other, their small town, and the people who inhabit it changes. In the mid-1900s in a place so easily described as backwards, change can very rapidly become a dangerous friend. x He said nothing but continued to approach, and I started backing up, my hands in front of me to create space. He advanced until I had nowhere to go, and the stories of southern Negro women being lynched, beaten, raped, and on swirled in my mind. There were some battles to fight, and this was not one of them. I just wanted to appease whatever angry beast I had stirred within him and go back to my role as his quiet housekeeper. "William, I - ." Idiot! His whispered name slipped from my mouth before I could stop it. Today was the worst possible day to mistakenly call him by his first name. I closed my eyes as tears escaped out their corners. I didn't want to watch whatever was going to happen next. "Look. At. Me." His words were a constrictor that wound around my neck and tightened. His heady, hot breath fanned over my face. I opened my eyes and peered through my tear-blurred vision. His orbs were almost black as onyx, but tumultuous and frightening. He studied me and my pulse thudded deafeningly in my ears. "I want you to stop." His voice was low and threatening.