He saw nothing. The world saw everything. Bronte has loved Dorian Rhodes since she was fifteen. She thought nothing could break his hold on her-until one overheard conversation shatters the illusion and leaves her with nothing but the truth. They say revenge is a dish best served cold. Bronte prefers hers on canvas. Dorian Rhodes has always known he would inherit Rhodes Gallery. It's his birthright-even if his father isn't convinced he's ready. When he's finally given the chance to prove himself, curating his own exhibition, failure isn't an option. But one artist refuses to play by his rules. L'Étranger is elusive, captivating, and quickly becoming the most sought-after name in the art world-and the only one who keeps turning him down. What Dorian doesn't realize is that the artist he's chasing is the one he already drove away.

Havenwood #2 What should your fiance do when you called him because you crashed his favourite car? Ask how are you, if you're hurt, if you called 911 and more concerned filled words. What did he say though? He exploded, frustratedly, without asking me if I was severely hurt. I wasn't then, but I got hurt by the man my car bumped with, who beat me up thoroughly bad, I fainted right after. I always knew he loved his cars more than anything, but his words wounded me more than the man who attacked me. And with one horrifying incident I could see things clearly now. Maybe I had mistaken value all along, thinking I mattered more than his cars.

We were friends with benefits. Reed would stop by every time he was in Anchorage, and that was the extent of things, although I started to want more. Then he ended our arrangement, and I suspected there was another woman, but it wasn't until I overheard a conversation that I understood completely. He thought I was calling and texting because I couldn't take no for an answer. That wasn't my problem at all. Two blue lines were.

Is it better to live in a beautiful lie or the ugly truth? I'm not so sure anymore. Not now after finding myself on the other side of beautiful lies. There was a time I thought I was the one - HIS one. Turns out, I'm only second . . . . . . to her. For readers: *I will update as I please. Don't be rude about it. Thank you. *I do my best to proofread before publishing, but some typos and errors will slip through. Feel free to point them out! *Comments, active engagement, and helpful critiques are welcomed. *Mean, unnecessary comments that attack me, personally, or other commenters will be ignored and deleted. *I'm not a spicey writer. I rather use my word count for plot, character development, and GROVEL!!! *Most importantly, I hope you enjoy the little world I'm creating.

Trope: OW Drama / Girl Best Friend / Puts OW first Brian O'Connor checks off every single checklist in Sara Wakefield's list of her dream man. The only problem is? Sara is not the only woman in Brian's life. Sara is left playing second fiddle while Brian prioritises his single mom "bestie" and her 1 year old son. How long can Sara keep up feeling like the outsider in this little cosy trio?

What do you get when you add up an evil stepmother, an oblivious father and stepbrother and the man who finished breaking the heart that your "so-called family" never cared for? My life. Welcome to the shitshow. This is Maya and Legends book. You can read it as a stand-alone but it would be better to read Lucky's book first.