One girl, three guys, and a mountain full of secrets.

10 years. One doorstep. Two childhood lovers meet again.

A cute christmas romance. A teen girl living in a violent home. A teen boy caring for his family and trying to provide. Slowly, they come together and build their life.

a high school grumpy x sunshine book written to make you feel good ♡

This is book 2, following After the Fire. Beau, a lonely grump of a man. He owns the local pub, runs a farm. Always moving. He spent so much time having up his walls, no one dared to pass them. Only talked when they needed something from him. No one cared enough to cross his path. But it all shrivels up, when Hallie comes like a sun on his stormy day. The young nurse is a hard worker, smart mouth. She doesn't back down from a challenge, and doesn't shy away from grumps. When their paths cross and worlds intertwine, loneliness isn't much of a factor anymore.

Zayan Colt is a famous metal singer from Germany. He is in a famous band who makes music in both English is German, aware and amused, he knows he's being stalked. Melantha Collins is a young girl, for the past 6 years since she was 18 she's been obsessed over Zayan Colt, his long hair, aggressive voice, and his accent. She made him everything. What she lives and breathes. She kills for him. Lives for him. She may even die for him. She thinks she's being discreet but he knows exactly who she is. Going to every concert, gifted backstage passes one time to meet him, there's an interesting confrontation... how will this play out?

"Ezra?" I ask, glaring at his stupidly beautiful face. "Yes, love?" He answers, his eyes fixed on the flowers infront of us. "I hate you." I say. He shakes his head before chuckling. "The feelings are mutual, love." °•°•° Azora Ivy Reid, an 18 year, who's whole life has been based on panic attacks. Everyone would think that she's perfect. Smart, rich, famous. Who wouldn't want that? But behind every closed doors, its not exactly the perfect life you see on cameras. Ezra Everette Huxley, a 19 year old with the looks any girl would drool over. His life has never been perfect, not even once. If it wasn't for his football career, he would've been a disappointment to his father, with all the fights he gets in daily. He may be a huge asshole, but that doesn't mean he isn't hurting inside. These two have been competing against eachother since birth. Azora had to move away when she was 10, and she was the happiest ever to be leaving this place, with all the bad memories. Now she's back to New York. Ezra and Azora's fathers' have been best friends since they were young so the Huxley and Reids decide to spend time together at a fancy hotel for a week before college. Its only a week, they can survive. But its much worse when both find out they go to the same college. Over the one week they spend, they decide to forget all about their rivalry history and get along, and when they find eachother in college, they decide to be friends, but they can't seem to let go of competing against eachother.

Medical Registered Trauma Doctor, Kaia Blanc is well known in her field, paid well, desired among many hospitals for being good at what she does at her young age although still rendered a "junior doctor". She deals with stabbing, shootings, bone injuries, anything that enters the ER essentially. With high skill and lack of infections after treatment she's very adored among professionals, and among her patents she's kind, intelligent, and is very good at providing adequate comfort and care. Russian Mafia Boss, Zion Morozov is a ruthless leader without much to say. When he speaks its valuable, it means something and carry's importance. He kills the bad, graces the good, is smooth sailing without a bone in his body dedicated to anger. Calm. Reserved. His sister, Zoe Morozov came into Kaia's hospital, demanding to speak to her. A deal of a lifetime to work for Zion Morozov. What are the conditions and will Kaia say yes?

In the wake of her father's death, Spencer Edwards' mother packs up their lives from Oxford, England, and moves them to the middle-of-nowhere Texas. With an agitation for agriculture, and a distaste for anything farming, the small town of Cherry Springs isn't her rodeo show. But perhaps upcoming sex-on-a-sweet-stick bull rider Maverick Taylor will change her set-in-stone mind. Or perhaps his charming grin, danger career of bull-riding, and scorching heat will send her back on a no-return flight back to England. It's only a small town, whats the worse that could happen? *** Rankings: #1 in Bullrider (5/7/24)(19/12/24) #2 in Farm (6/7/24) #1 in Country (19/12/24) #1 in British (4/10/24) (19/01/25) #1 in Oxford (27/3/25)(19/5/25)(30/5/25) #1 in Texas (3/6/25) #2 in Tension (26/7/25) #1 in Cowboy (1/8/25) #2 in Popular

[COMPLETE] 18+ (but if you're not 18, I won't tell on you) --- It had been a mistake. It had all happened so fast. The look on her parents' faces when they found out had been devastating. Perhaps that was why she didn't complain when they decided to send her to a small village in Canada, away from the chaotic and luxurious Los Angeles, with the excuse of being an exchange student for a year. Grace Castle was more than happy to welcome Elizabeth "Lizzie" Wright in her modest house, along with her son Nate and, well, Aaron. It had been 2 years since Grace had taken in the troubled 18-year-old boy, after the tragedy that had occurred to him and his family. Dark and untamable like smoke, Aaron was the exact opposite of Lizzie, groomed to be the perfect woman, always following the rules, and stepping out of line only that one time. One time that cost her a year away from her old city, far away from curious ears and judging eyes. A year that was going to change her life completely, tumbling into a den of lions ready to devour her as soon as they had her in their pack as one of their own. He would not let her have it easy. It was time for sweet, docile Lizzie to face the world and its snakes. He'd make sure of that. Though... was he sure she was not just yet another wolf in a sheep's clothing? Was her heart as pure as he believed, or could it be shaded with swirls of gray smoke like his? ---