In which I fall in love with my brother's best friend. ***** "Don't pretend like you don't feel anything." His voice is low, sending shivers down my spine. "What do you mean?" "You know damn well what I mean." "I don't know what you're talking about." I pretend to ignore him, flipping some pages in my book. "Come on. I have all these assignments waiting. Aren't you supposed to teach me tonight?" "It depends on what you want me to teach." He smirks, his voice sounding even more dangerous. ***** I thought that my brother was the most popular guy in school, but as soon as I step into my university life, I realize how wrong I was. Meet Vaughn Cooper, his best friend. The guy is the epitome of every girl's dream. Godlike handsome. The quarterback. He's got the looks, and he's got the brain. Come on, he's got the scholarship to one of the most prestigious universities in the country, while I have just barely passed the entrance examination after long years of struggle during high school. How could a guy who worked that hard and deserves nothing more but adoration be labeled as a bad boy? Yeah, the answer is simple. The moment we lock eyes, I realize something as I stare into those piercing, amber eyes. He's not every girl's dream. He's every girl's nightmare. In my case, MY nightmare. Calm down, heart. Our story hasn't even started. ***** THE SPENCERS SERIES BOOK #1 © 2020 Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved. (Content warning: This book has descriptive sexual content, explicit language, and triggering themes)

𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐄𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬 ＆ 𝐀𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐨𝐧 Highschool President and Sports Captain, what could go wrong? Alana and Aiden, two students who have completely different ways of their own, will ever be bearable for each other? "When will you stop being an ass, Hemilton?" "When you stop annoying me with your rules, Evans" 'Enemies to Lovers 'Opposites Attract 'Highschool Love 'Forced Proximity #1 in childhoodrivals #3 in highschoollove

"How long has he been hurting you?" There it is. The question I dreaded, but I promised him I would be honest, so I took a deep breath and answered. "Seven years." I didn't look at him. I waited for him to pull his hand away, to hit me, to say I was disgusting. And as I waited my grip on his hand started to falter. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kane is a seventeen-year-old high school mystery. Ella is a seventeen-year-old high school student with a hidden past and a torturous present. With a deceased mother and an alcoholic, abusive father, her family life is a mess and her future is unclear. They have something in common, the thing is neither of them know it. Ella has one purpose, one goal. She has to protect her sister. But what if protecting her meant she had to open up to Kane. Someone she had no intention to speak to for as long as she lived. As murder and violence taints her life, will she finally be able to trust him enough to save her or will she drown in her internal scream? And when a mysterious killer starts rampaging the once peaceful streets will she allow Kane access to her shielded heart? ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ New chapter every Tuesday (there may be an extra chapter every now and again.)

❝ You deserve the love you keep giving to everyone else. ❞ - The first emotion to fill Victoria Hunt when she was told about her father and step mothers passing, relief. But like every good emotion she'd felt over fourteen years, it came to an end quickly. The cause of it this time was being told she would have to live with brothers she never knew she had. It could be a fresh start, a chance to move on and finally have a real family. But the deeper she looks into eyes that stare back at her with empty promises and sweet spoken lies, she realizes that although she was never set for a good future, this one, might just be one she can't face. But families are supposed to stay together right? So through spilt blood and secrets and traitorous acts, surely even that can't stop DNA. It's an unspoken rule when you're a Hunt, no time for loyalty, no time for decisions on if you'd die for them, it's just a simple fact. You were born together so love or not, you must die together. For her sake, she should grasp onto that sooner rather than later. - Highest Rankings : #1 in brother #1 in support #1 in confidence #2 in siblings

Violet Iris Rowan, 25, grew up in a poor neighborhood in New York, with her sister and mom. Her mother worked multiple jobs to keep a roof over her daughters head. Violet noticed the money worry at a very young age and decided to take matters into her own hands. Violet grew up in a Pagan family, her mother practiced kitchen magick, making her mother a true inspiration. She picked up a few missions from the streets, ranging from drug dealing to assassination. It became a habit of hers, an addiction. The money she earned usually went straight to her mother or her own debt. Faye, her best friend, asks if she would help her on a mission, which she gracefully accepted. Meeting new people, opportunities and ...love? Marco Enzo De Luca, 31, Italian mafia leader lives an eventful life, he focuses on work other than his problems. Marco isn't a romantic man, he doesn't know how to keep a relationship. He would become bored after a week.. That was until her.

How much strength does it take to hurt a little girl? How much strength does it take for the girl to get over it? Which one of them do you think is stronger? _____________________________________________ All Selene Layla Ariti has ever known is hurt. The only piece of comfort she holds onto is her twin, Sebastian Elio Ariti. Having been through hell together, Selene is really cautious about him. Letting her gaurd down is something she's never imagined, even in her wildest dreams. But what happens when a twist of fate brings them closer to their forgotten family?

Briella,17, never had a stable family set up. She was left alone by the age of 7, to fend for herself. Her father hated her, abused her for her whole life. Briella usually got into trouble with the law. She has never trusted anyone before in her life... that was until her father passed away. Marco Enzo, 28, a caregiver to his 7 brothers, gets a phone call from the Illinois Police department informing him that they have his sister in custody. The sister that he has tried to find for 17 years. A whole new family that she didn't know about. A "secret" business. Trauma and heartbreak. Built up anger and more..

SEQUEL TO 𝕻𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗! "𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑜𝑠 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑒" A lot of things change in two years, engagement's, death, trauma, new faces and incredible skills. Briella Luna De Luca, 20 years old, comes back from her "vacation", showing her enemies it's better to follow her. She's changed, she's no longer the sweet innocent girl we all used to know and love. She's now an angel straight from hell. Follow her as she comes back to New York, finding new love and heartbreak. Unveiling old lies that she never knew of but little did they know, it makes her stronger. Briella has came back to take the throne. Knocking down anyone who gets in her way. She's back bitches.

His pupils dialate and a smirk shudders my whole body just looking at it. He lowers his head and burries his head in my neck. A slight gasp leaves my lips as I can feel a low chuckle against my neck. "S-stop Luc-" I was cut off by his hot breathing hitting my soft skin. "You don't want me to stop. I know you don't, I can read you like a book." He says and I bite my bottom lip looking away. He buries his head in my neck and I feel a slight burn sensation on my neck. A moan leaves my lips as the burn hurts in a pleasurable way. A moan leaves my lips as his soft lips seem to be kissing around my skin and he starts to nibble on my neck causing me to moan a little louder. He pulls away and smirks at me looking at my slight panting as a small burning sensation is left where he kissed me. ... "Goodbye my love." I say as I grab a golden encrusted dagger off the shelf of treasures. I grab it by the handle and turn around to see him one more time. "I'm not playing with you open the wall!" He says and looks at me with a pitiful look. My hands shaking and I feel the cold metal against my chest plate. "I may never have made you the happiest or even made you interested in me but you have made me the happiest girl in heaven and hell." I say and push it closer to my to the point I can feel a sting. He looks at me with both hands on the glass and I can feel the light around my eyes dim slightly with fear. "I love you Lucifer." And with that I took my final breath as the metal pierced through me. A gasp of air leaves my lungs and I can see Lucifer with a defeated look as I each a hand to the glass before it turned back to stone and my body falls.

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as he stared across the table at me. I could seriously drown in his eyes. He was intoxicatingly attractive and he had to know it. That's why he was acting strange around me. For some reason, he looked at me as if I was the only one there with him. As if nobody else were here. And his voice... it pained me. It actually pained me with how utterly seductive and husky it always sounded. And the way he smelled all the time. I don't know why he smelled so strong, but I didn't mind. He smelled like evergreens and a hint of mint. It sounds like a bad combo, but it dizzied me with how lost I got in it. The thought of not being able to control myself, my thoughts and feelings and body when I'm around him, infuriated me. I was so good at holding myself together now, and he just unraveled me so easily, leaving me a mess. I wasn't the slightest bit afraid of him, and I had no idea why either. Just being in the same room, I felt like I didn't have to look over my shoulder. I didn't have to worry. I didn't even know who he was, and he still drew me in. "So, you were in California before? Why did you move?" Grace Hatfield asked, looking at him. She is our school's college and career advisor. She took me in and adopted me a couple years ago. She even gave me her last name. A saving grace. Why had she invited him here? Why did he come? He turned to her with a smile and a shrug. "Guess I just hadn't found what I was looking for yet." Something about the way he said it, sent a shiver down my spine. Why did I feel like there was so much more meaning behind his words than he was letting on? "Well, I hope you find what you're looking for." Grace said, and he turned to me with a devilish smirk and a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Something tells me that I will."