The Devil himself. At least, that's what they say. There's a lot said about the Devil-so much, in fact, that it makes you wonder: what's the Devil's own side of the story? They say the Devil is a he... a monstrous beast, a fallen angel, or a shadow lurking in the dark. They say he tempts, corrupts, destroys-always with a grin and a deal too good to refuse. Kids grow up hearing that he's the whisperer of sins, the snake in every garden. He's cruel, calculating, and definitely not to be trusted. Books and movies paint him as charming, impossibly handsome, and so dangerously tempting that you'd risk kissing your way straight to Hell. Some who consider themselves learned will tell you none of this is true-that angels, fallen or otherwise, are pure spirits, without bodies, without sex But what if they're wrong? What if the Devil is a woman- a darkly exquisite femme fatales, who's been quietly fuming for centuries about how we keep getting her story wrong? What if we are considered sinners for butchering her story and turning her into some horned caricature of evil. Forget the horns, the pitchfork, and the outdated clichés. Because the devil might just as well be a woman.

Buried secrets, two girls with the same face, and a boy who loved too much. *** When Travis and Nicole meet on a bus for the first time, he thinks she's his ex, Rachel, who broke his heart two years ago. But he doesn't understand why she's pretending to not know him, and his curiosity leads him to keep an eye on her. It doesn't take him long to realize Nicole and Rachel are two different people with the same face and to find himself falling for his ex's lookalike. His feelings for Nicole were pure and true, but for a girl who wanted to be loved for her uniqueness, will Nicole escape the heartbreak when she discovers the devastating reality that the man she loves had an ex who shares her face? *** Contains mature content.

Here's one thing they won't do: Say, "you're right." I am happy and proud to be African, life is hilarious. But sometimes, just sometimes I wish I could trade that bomb fufu for a mute button. -none of the pics and memes don't belong to me

•Abhiraaj Singh Rathore• The handsome and arrogant mafia billionaire. He is the king of business world as well as the mafia world. Cruel to everyone, caring to his family. He doesn't do love. •Mrunali Chauhan• Sweet, kind and caring. An epitome of beauty. Her smile can make anyone's day brighter. Caring to the ones she hold dear to her heart. Passionate about love. To her, love can make everything better. Both are tied in an arranged marriage. Can Mrunali make Abhiraaj believe in love? Or will Abhiraaj prove Mrunali's beliefs wrong? Read FALLING FOR YOU to know.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)