I froze. A man was slumped against the graffiti-covered brick wall, blood blooming across his side. His white shirt was soaked through, and there was a gun just inches from his open hand. My heart slammed against my ribs. Run, Skye. You should run. But I didn't. Instead, I dropped my bag and took a cautious step closer. His head lifted. Piercing, icy blue eyes met mine, sharp even through the haze of pain. His face was all sharp edges and shadowed scruff, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. His accent was thick and rough, like broken glass. "Leave." I shook my head slowly. "You're bleeding. Bad." "Not your concern." His voice was lethal, but he flinched hard when he tried to move. "You're gonna die out here," I whispered, kneeling beside him. My hands trembled as I pressed a napkin from my apron against his side. "I'm studying to be a nurse. Let me help." He stared at me like I was something he couldn't comprehend. A stranger. A softness he didn't trust. Then his hand, heavy and warm, clamped around my wrist-not rough, but firm. "What's your name?" he rasped. "...Skye." A beat passed. Then another. "I am Mikhail." His eyes darkened. "And you shouldn't have found me."

Darby Tate has spent years proving herself in a cutthroat industry. Smart, driven, and loyal, she thought her biggest challenge at RH Enterprises would be surviving her sharp-tongued director and endless late nights on the marketing floor. But one chance encounter with the company's elusive CEO changes everything. Alec Ralph is powerful, calculating, and untouchably British-running his empire with an iron grip. Cold. Commanding. Always in control. Until Darby. From the moment their eyes meet, tension simmers between them-dangerous, forbidden, impossible to ignore. He's her boss. A man who could destroy her career with a single word. Yet every time she tries to run, Alec is there. Demanding. Possessive. Unrelenting. When a corporate trip traps them alone in a snowbound lodge, months of restraint ignite into two days of fire neither can deny. But passion has consequences, and Alec isn't a man who plays fair. He's ruthless enough to bend companies-and people-to his will. Now Darby must decide: walk away from everything she's built... or surrender to the man who refuses to let her go.

She was manufactured to end lives. He lived to protect them. What then happens when polar worlds collide? The year is 3000. Earth is a shadow of what it once was, overrun by the undead and ruled by cold, calculated leaders of the new world order. After decades of failed attempts, scientists have finally created the perfect weapon, the perfect machine; Subject 3033. A clone raised behind thick titanium walls, void of emotion, programmed to kill. But when an escape leads her into the ruins of the outside world, she finds herself in the care of a man who does not see her as a threat but as a person. And for the first time in all her engineered existence, she feels something strange...something warm. He teaches her to feel, but she may be the one to teach humanity how to hope again. But war is coming, and the greatest threat to them both might just be the ones who created her... ALL CONTENT WITHIN THIS BOOK IS FICTIONAL AND WORKS OF MY IMAGINATION. SIMILARITIES WITH REAL LIFE EVENTS, PEOPLE, ETC, IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL. MY BOOK IS NOT FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!! COPYRIGHT ©️ 2021 by Rachael Abeauty. I DO NOT OWN THE IMAGES USED IN THIS BOOK. THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. RECOMMENDED FOR 18+. COVER MADE BY ME, THE AUTHOR...

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬: 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞. ____________________________________________ I opened the door to Lorenzo's office, which was a masculine, spacious, and luxurious room with a dark, old-money theme. He was on a phone call, but I didn't mind. As I walked towards him, his eyes were glued to my every move. I slowly took off my robe, revealing my stunning body. Lorenzo let out a low growl and gasped at the sight of me. The person on the other end of the phone call asked if anything was wrong, to which Lorenzo replied, "No," while still looking at me and licking his lips. I positioned myself sitting on Lorenzo's lap, then started grinding on him, feeling him get a huge boner as he began to grunt. He whispered, "P-princess." "Yes, my love?" I responded, pausing my movements. "Please don't," he pleaded, trying to keep his grunting quiet. Just then, the person on the phone asked him a question about their newest business venture. ____________________________________________ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐈𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲. ......It captures the essence of their unique journey from arranged marriage to falling in love I'll start updating 4 times a week next week!!!!

She runs the school like it's her kingdom. Veronica Vale is the definition of a queen bee-rich, untouchable, and always ten steps ahead. She knows every secret, every rumor, and every way to make someone disappear without lifting a finger. People don't cross her. They orbit her. Then there's Noah Mercer. Laid-back, effortlessly popular, and completely unimpressed by her reign. He doesn't play by the rules of North Shore High, and worse-he doesn't fear her. From the moment they meet, it's war. Sarcasm, sabotage, and stolen victories. They are opposites in every possible way... and they hate each other for it. Until they don't. Forced into the same world, the same circles, and the same impossible situations, their rivalry starts to shift. Arguments turn into understanding. Tension turns into trust. And somewhere between late-night confessions and accidental softness, hate becomes something far more dangerous. Because falling for your enemy was never part of the plan. And at North Shore, love is just another power game.

"I'm sorry Asia, but I will never accept you and I won't allow this relationship. You're too black and he is too white. End of discussion." The one line that changed Hunter and I's relationship forever.

Pretty. Popular. Doll. Three words everyone at Silverpoint High used to describe Solae Nyxwell. She was the 'IT' girl and no one questioned it. But the moment a heated altercation puts her in the spotlight for all the wrong reasons, someone unexpected starts paying attention. Luca Penford. The quiet nerd with sharp eyes and a fascination he was never supposed to have. He notices everything. Especially her. When their worlds collide, Solae becomes more than just the school's 'IT' Girl. She becomes his obsession. What could go wrong? Maybe everything.

#Romance #Urban. [18+] MATURE CONTENT. Harlem's life changes when she's given a fully funded scholarship into one of the most prestigious universities of New York. She's going to experience the campus life and will come across rough paths that would only strengthen her the more. But most importantly, she finds new love. In someone she never considered her type of man. Adventure, partying, sororities and fraternities, art and crushes await her. "I ain't like other girls. I don't take shit. I'm from the streets. the hood is part of me. But that doesn't mean I don't want to be someone tomorrow. I will be someone." All rights reserved. Copyright 2016/2017©

Abuse. Whether it comes from a parent or a significant other is an issue that has brought many into being manipulated, ruined, or even shattered into a hundred different pieces. Alaiya Storm can check off all those things, even though she doesn't realize it. When one day Roman Blackwood; the quarterback of the college football team who has no desire to ever date, sees the way Alaiya is being treated, will he put his hatred aside that he feels for her after a not-so-great interaction? They both find each other irritating. With Roman's sarcastic comments and Alaiya's constant need to stay in this abusive relationship, an annoyance, but also an inability to resist each other grows in a way they didn't expect, nor wanted. ~~~~~~ "I hate you more and more everyday," I say as I turn my head towards her. "Keep going," she encourages me before her mouth begins to suck harder on the crook of my neck. I grip onto the back of the wood tighter while her hand goes to the inside of my hair and pushes my neck closer for her mouth's reach. The minute I feel her tongue begin to glide again, I lose all control instantly. "I don't give a fuck." I throw my stick to the ground and pull her by the back of her throat in under a second as our lips finally connect. ~~~~~~ 1k reads April 30, 2021 10k reads on May 7, 2021 100k reads on May 16, 2021 **** Top Ranks: #1 in College #1 in Football #1 in love story #1 in friends #1 in Series #2 in Happy Ending #3 in bwwm #3 in Humor #3 in Enemies to lovers #4 in Collegeromance