Ljubav se ne dizajnira, niti se njom trguje. Ljubav se živi. Cover by @Talijata

Misliš da sam samo ime koje je istetovirano na njegovom levom ramenu? Greška iz prošlosti koja je nastala u trenutku zanesenosti i sada je samo gorko kajanje? Misliš da sam neko nebitno telo koje je iskoristio tvoj dečko u prošlosti? Ili samo luda bivša? Nisam ja ništa od toga. Dozvoli da ti objasnim ko sam ja. Nisam tvoja suparnica, jer mi nismo ni približno jednake. Naša „prava" su različita. Ja sam lice njegove prošlosti. Ime zbog kojeg mu usne zadrhte, a koje nikad ne izgovara. Razlog sam njegovih neprospavanih noći i odlutalih pogleda. Nisam ni obična bivša, ja sam ona bivša. Ona koja je bila prava. Ona u koju je toliko bio siguran da je utisnuo njeno ime na svojoj koži. Ja sam ona koju je zbog ljubavi na kraju pustio. Zato mislim da je ljudski sa moje strane, i krajnje korektno, da ti kažem da ne zavaravaš sebe. Nemoj da živiš u laži da ćeš jednog dana imati ono što je moje, jer i uprkos svemu i nakon toliko godina, on je i dalje moj. Zavaravanje je ono što ti imaš a istina sam ja. Ti misliš da si njegova devojka, a zapravo si obična ljubavnica. Ja nisam samo ona bivša. Ja sam njegova supruga.  

Irena je žena hladnog, distanciranog ponašanja, nesposobna da ostvari normalnu vezu. Ipak, želi porodicu, muža i decu i upravo zato pristaje na dogovor koji joj je ponuđen. Maksim Mozorov je oličenje moći bez milosti. Hladan, proračunat i uspešan, živi život bez ijedne pukotine. Ima sve - bogatstvo, moć, poštovanje, strah. Sve, osim onoga što se očekuje od muškarca na njegovom nivou: žene uz sebe i dece koja bi nasledila njegovo ime. Ne traži ljubav. Traži mirnu, lepu i poslušnu. Trofej. Dogovor. Njih dvoje - spoj dvoje koji ne umeju da vole. Ili možda... samo još nisu naučili?

On čije su ruke od palčeva do ramena umrljane tuđom krvlju, oženio je nju. Malu nevinu Dunju. Oženjen na silu mladom bezgrešnom devojkom, naučio je šta znači voleti. Naučio je i šta znači biti voljen, ali taj luksuz nije trajao dugo. •Priča je samo moje vlasništvo, plod moje mašte i svaka sličnost sa stvarnim događajima i ličnostima je slučajnost•

Voli me? Ne voli me? Voli me? Ipak sanjam...

ENGLISH VERSION!!! Eris. A name that literally means chaos. Lyssa Laurent. A woman whom this name describes perfectly. If only Killian had known that before he got involved with her. But who would have expected that she would turn his life upside down?

Adonis Celts, the notorious monster who'd been rotting in prison for the past decade. Getting an interview with him just weeks before his release would be the story of a lifetime, and well worth the risk. With his hands cuffed and guards right outside the door, nothing could go wrong. Right? • • • "I've already explained I'm not afraid of you Mr. Celts. But it seems like you want me to be?" I retort. He leans forward in the chair, his face just a foot or two away from mine. The light flickers above us and it seems like a sign for me to shut the hell up. "Mmhm right. Well, maybe you have more nerve than sense then hm? Or you just don't scare as easily as the others." His jaw ticks slightly "But I can think of far better ways to get your heart racing. So no honey, fear is the last thing I want from a woman like you."

When you're left with a dead body in your kitchen and there's only one man you can call. The man you hate more than anything. With nobody else to turn to, you're stuck doing this under his terms. ••• "You just love to piss me off don't you?" His jaw ticks as he leans down towards me. "I don't really give a fuck about you Kain. I was just trying to have some fun before you went and ruined my night." "Oh you knew exactly what you were doing. I don't buy anything else for a second. You saw me. You knew you were pissing me off and you pushed me further. Well Drea, you pushed too fucking hard."

▷BOOK 2 OF THE BLACK SERIES◁ Everyone had a past, so did Ace. He fell for a girl, the wrong one. He was heartbroken but got over it. It was painful so he decided to never fall in love again. He became cold, arrogant. People call him the cold CEO. He's the CEO of Black Corp, the son of Alexander and Aria Black. He only loves his family and no one else. His whole life changes when he meets Ashlynn. The liveliest woman he's ever seen. A year later, he meets the same woman but she's not the same. She changed completely, like she's a different woman, not the same old Ashlynn. What happened to her? This question troubled him. Will he let go of this past and fall in love again? Will he find out what happened to Ashlynn? Read to find out! ツ IG : actb4thinking