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The Treatment Room~ M. Olise by whoszeena
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She spent years building a career where emotions had no place. As the newest physiotherapist at one of Europe's biggest football clubs, all she wants is to prove that she belongs. Then she's assigned to a player who barely speaks. Michael Olise, private, disciplined, and determined to recover without letting anyone in. But long hours in the treatment room have a way of breaking down walls neither of them expected to lower. Somewhere in between, the line of patient and physiotherapist begins to disappear. Some injuries take weeks to heal. Others change everything.
Six Months, One Room ✔️ by CassandraJamesxx
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The Dealer and His Roomie ❦ An enemy to lovers romance. For six months, they're stuck together: a reckless dealer and the girl who never stops talking. He wants her gone. She's not leaving. . . . I scoff. "Wow. You must be a hit at parties." "I am, actually." He tilts his head slightly, studying me. "You, though? I'm guessing you talk so much they don't even need music." . . . Warning- Suggestive Content Drama, Crime, Romance Not a single dull chapter, I swear ;) Ratings- #1 in Roommates (13.04.2025) #1 in Sweet (11.05.2025) #1 in Arrogant (13.05.2025)
Wings For The Jailbird by Devilsmom
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#1 jail #1 fight #1 criminal *** "Don't take it personal, I just like to play it safe, you know." He said, crouching down in front of me to tie each of my ankles to the chair. I couldn't move at all, especially after he duct taped even my waist to the chair. I watched him examine his work whilst he rubbed his beard and then a slow grin creeped onto his face. He bent down and put one end of the duct tape on my damn nipple, went around the chair again and ripped it off. He put the other end on my other nipple and I felt my cheeks heat up in humiliation. "Just to make sure you don't get cold again." He looked at me, his smirk slowly fading again. I gave him a hard stare. His hand reached out and fixed the glasses on my nose. Then he turned the chair so, that I was looking at the couch. He sat down, arms spread out on the back rest of the old leather couch, his eyes fixed on me again. "And now we're gonna talk." *** Belle Valery was a hardworking and rather unpopular law school student. She was almost done with school, had a structured daily schedule that consisted of waking up, going to school, going to the local library and study until she got a headache. She would walk home at night and go to sleep immediately. For almost three years that was all Belle knew and she was hoping to get her degree without further complications. But hope often differs from reality. Especially when her neighbourhood was suddenly on lockdown, because an escapee was on the loose. Belle didn't expect to one day wake up and find said escapee peacefully sleeping in her room. She didn't expect to scream and wake him up. And she didn't expect that morning to be the beginning of their incredible, yet a little complex love story. But life is always better unplanned and unexpected. "The ex jailbird and the lawyer, what a fucking pair."
ANTHRAZIT  by pasulmitsucuk
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𝐷𝑜𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑎 hat sich stets den Erwartungen ihrer Eltern gebeugt. Dafür opfert sie nicht nur ihre Sehnsüchte und Träume auf, sondern auch ein Stück ihres Herzens. Ihre Welt dreht sich um Bildung und Erfolg, weshalb sie Jungs und Partys den Rücken zukehrt. Nach einem langen Abend und einer vermasselten Verkupplung betritt ein junger 𝐷𝑟𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑟 ihre Welt. Ein schamloser Junge, der sie mit einer unerwarteten und gefährlichen Anziehungskraft in seinem Bann zieht. Seine Ausstrahlung, sein geheimnisvolles Wesen und sein verschmitztes Lächeln hinterlässt Flecken auf ihr weißes Herz. ©️ Alle Rechte des Buches vorbehalten. Alle Rechte der Bilder/Banner gehören der Autorin und dürfen nicht wiederverwendet werden. Die Wiederverwendung, Nachahmung und das Paraphrasieren des Buches ist ohne Zustimmung von der Autorin (pasulmitsucuk) nicht erlaubt.