{completed} Layla Montgomery- A 19 year old college student who's just trying to get through her last year of college studying law. After her last professor got fired she has no idea what's coming for her when she finds out her new professor is a sexy, tall, older guy who also teaches law so of course she will admire him But some would say a little too much. Enzo Hammers- A 35 year old married guy and father to an adorable 4 year old boy. Enzo knows he catches all the women's and even guys eyes when walking in the room. He teaches law for a living and has never been distracted from anything before until his eyes lay on Layla the second she walks through that door. ఌ warning ఌ 𝙎𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝘼𝙜𝙚 𝙜𝙖𝙥 𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠 Finished book 23rd June 2021 #3 forbidden on 3/7/2021 #4 AgeGap on 4/7/2021

Christina. I swear I hate him. Ethan Carter with his stupid dimples and neat black hair, always sitting in the front row like the professor personally adopted him. He writes everything down, color-codes it, breathes it. Meanwhile, I'm in the back, half-awake, half-bored, living for the chaos of anything but lectures. And yet he watches me. Not in the judgmental way everyone else does. Not like I'm a disaster waiting to happen. His brown eyes are steady, calculating, almost amused. Like he knows something I don't. We got paired for the semester. Same goddamn dorm room. Of course we did. The universe loves tormenting me. But he didn't flinch. He just smiled slightly, dimples showing, like he was the one entertained. He thinks he can fix me. That's cute. What he doesn't know is I don't want fixing. Still... when he leans over my desk, lowering his voice so only I can hear, telling me exactly what I'm going to do and when, something tight coils in my stomach. I hate that I listen. I hate that I want to. Ethan. Christina Emerson is chaos in human form. Dirty blonde hair never brushed the same way twice. Gray eyes that challenge everything. She pretends not to care about anything, especially not me. But she notices me. She notices when I don't look at her. She notices when I do. Everyone thinks I'm boring. The quiet nerd. The safe one. They don't see the way I study people the same way I study books. Christina is reckless, but she's not stupid. She just runs from effort the way others run from fear. And she runs from me. I don't try to change her. I just corner her with expectations. Deadlines. Eye contact that lasts a second too long. She rolls her eyes, calls me names under her breath. Yet she shows up. Late, dramatic-but she shows up. Her breath stuttered. She does hate me. She just hates that I see through her. And I'm patient. Very patient.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。 We smiled and caught our breaths. He looked me in the eyes and said- "Mi Reina. It means my Queen." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。 Violet lilac- Loud talkative extrovert. Even with a rough past, still following her, she can make almost anyone smile. Liam james- A quiet, rude, and intimidating guy. Hates most people except his close circle of friends. Has a lot of inner demons, he doesn't let anyone see. Liam catches violet from falling, and immediately hates her. She talks to much and is too happy. But even though he "hates her" he cant seem to get away from her or forget her. Will they hate eachother? Or will somebody fall for someone their supposed to hate..? - -ˋˏ ༻✿༺ ˎˊ- ・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

Dolly and Valentino. Sweet and intense. Crazy and serious. Two opposites. Two hearts. Two lonely souls. Dolly Armstrong is a crazy 19 year old with no experience of friendships or relationships. Isolated her whole life, she's desperate for a friend, someone she can waffle her heart out to, someone she can dress up in matching duck onesies with, someone who can tame her little crackhead self. Valentino Dominguez, a 25 year old lawyer who has no time for anything or anyone. He didn't care for a relationship, he told himself he was content on his own, basking in the silence of his own presence. That's how he liked it, quiet and calm. Until a talkative girl without the ability to be quiet stumbled into his gym. Can these two opposites ever become one?

"𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮." 𝐈 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐬, "𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰" 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐆𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨 she's known as a threat to many people, people either envy or lust her. She's the person you call when you're in trouble. However she has been through hell and back. She can't seem to catch a break, and with Brooke Evan's constantly on her tail. She begins to grow tired and angry. She can't seem to get memories of her past to disappear. That is, until one boy takes all those wandering thoughts away. 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐳 the boy who likes when Gianna teases him, the boy who likes when he's able to get Gianna so annoyed she looks as though she's about to implode. The boy who's home life isn't what you would expect, he enjoys fighting his anger out instead of speaking. Grayson 'hates' Gianna and Gianna 'hates' Grayson. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫? 𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭...

"Fuck it." He muttered. Reid smashed his lips onto mine, his hands wandering into my hair. I moaned into the kiss, causing him to pick me up and slam my body against the wooden walls of the warehouse. "You're mine." He growled as he bit down on my plump bottom lip, devouring me. - Claire has always been called "too crazy" and "deranged." What happens when she meets her match, the most feared gang leader in the North, Reid Braxton?

Rhys and Myla are both from rich families, when they're forced into an arranged marriage. From trying to have a blended family, strict parents, crippling trauma. Will they make it through and fall in love on the way?

"I kill for living" I said seriously expecting the beauty before me to back away in fear. I leaned close towards her and brought my face just inches away from her beautiful pinkish face. "Kill? Kill what?" She frowned. I internally hit my forehead at the raising annoyance. She didn't back away from the closeness, in fact she did not observe it at all. She was too much into the conversation. "Of course I Kill people. I'm not into poultry to raise and kill chicken." I scoffed and leaned in closer to intimidate her. I was expecting her to shriek, cry, yell and run away far from me but What I got in response was what exactly you expect from the beauty. The unexpected answer. "So you clean too. Nice." She told herself with a smile and a appreciative nod. "Goodness, What and why would I clean?" Furrowing my brows in confusion and utter disbelief, I shook my head to compose myself. "You said you kill people. You kill bad people to do welfare to the Earth so you are cleaning away dirt right?" That did it. I, Demyan Lev Petrov, the most powerful, ruthless and dangerous king of Mafia, accept that I lost the argument to her. Zinnia Mae White, the most innocent and a mental girl I ever got lucky to meet. That crazy girl doesn't know whom to fear and whom not to. The day she entered my life was the day my happy, bloody, dangerous life, she turned it, crushed it and made me lose my sanity with everything she does and says. But Damn, I love that in her so much. I love her This mental, fickle minded, school teacher of mine! My Zinnia, My insane solace.

She looks up at me, taking a step forward and smiling slightly, "How can I ever get hurt when I have you here to protect me?" "But you could have gotten hurt," I murmur softly, hanging my head and feeling my shoulders drop, the tension seeping from my body. "No. Stop," She cuts me off sternly but tenderly, "Don't talk like that, Reece. I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay," She speaks softly, reaching her hand up to gently brush her thumb over my cheek, just under the cut that's there. "We're okay," I repeat, taking a small step closer to her. She nods with a small smile, moving her hand down from my cheek and instead placing the palm of her hand on my chest, right over my heart. I know she can feel how fast my heart is beating. I just don't know why it's doing that. ~ Reece Carter is the bad boy of Northwood High. He smokes and he fights. He has countless tattoos covering his body. And he doesn't care about anything or anyone else. Layla Stevens is your average seventeen year-old girl, just trying to get through high school, with the friends she loves and doing the things she loves. When these two cross paths accidentally in an unusual way, they leave and never expect to speak to each other again. But fate has other plans. Layla finds her way into Reece's life and Reece doesn't know what to do about it. This ray of Sunshine suddenly meant something to him. She understood him when it seemed like no one else did. And he protected her from everyone who tried to hurt His Sunshine. Get ready for a story filled with bad pick-up lines, twin telepathy and a lot of fighting. Like, a LOT. Thanks for that one, Reece.

"Come here" he said motioning for me to step closer. I knew that I had to obey his every word. It was just that my body decided not to move. "I will not repeat this again. Come. Here. Now!" he commanded me this time. That's when my legs decided to wobble themselves towards my biggest nightmare. I stopped when I was about a feet away from where he was sitting. I had to keep my hands together to prevent them from shaking too much. To make things worse, there was only this dead silence that surrounded us. Then, before I could even prosses what was happening, he grabbed my hand and brought my wrist up to his lips. I whimpered, waiting for the pain to come. "You have every right to fear me. This is going to be painful." Without warning, I felt an excruciating pain all over my body. A sharp cry escaped my mouth as his fangs ripped through my tender skin. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She A simple girl forcefully taken from her home and separated from her small family to serve the Royal Pure Bloods. Him The Dark Prince, the most powerful hybrid on earth. Known to the world as a monster, an abomination. A creature unable to control his powers and is trapped within his own darkness.