Stories I Enjoy
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Dads Best Friend  por BlueNeonWolf1
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Becca has major anxiety attacks and the only person who could help her was her dads best friend. Then one day every thing changed. Becca and Archer hasn't talked or seen each other in 4 years, until her dad tells her to pack because they are going on a 2 week vacation with Archer. #1 love- May-21-2021 #1 Sweetheart- May-21-2021 #1 Cabin- May-28-2021 #1 Carnival- June-1-2021 #1 Vacation- June-16-2021 #1 Crush- June-26-2021 #1 Mine-December-15-2021
L'Arte dell'Amore (Not Edited) por angelsprinklesss
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Lavender has lived her entire life sheltered developing extreme anxiety, what happens when she moves away alone, and meets a professor who sees to her dependency. :') not edited, updates consistently- okay kinda consistently. tysm for giving my book a try & be nice too or else :p
Million Dollar Maid ✔ por MaySkyfire
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When Ava gets offered a job as a maid at the Chastain estate it almost seems to be too good to be true. The work is easy and fair, her coworkers seem nice enough, and the best part? The owner doesn't even seem to live there. That is, until he returns. 11/30/21 ranked #1 in 'millionaire'
His Little Assistant por ghostwritersgirl
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Never, in any dimension, would I have expected my arrogant boss to utter any words to turn me on. Much less anything that contained "little girl" in them. I hoped he hadn't seen the way my cheeks tinged pink, the way my legs grew closer together to create some friction. Surely, he would fire me, even if the words articulated were said by he himself. Having such a reaction to my boss was highly unprofessional and I needed to keep myself in check. I swallowed thickly, muttering an apology for my apparent disrespect. "Look at me when I'm talking to you." He demanded, and so I did. I wasn't sure, though, whether it was my need to not be fired or the dominant aura that seemed to flow off of him that made me abide. I need to keep my job, I repeated in my head. I need to, I need to, I need to. But he was making it very, very difficult.