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

[edited version of Doctor for the Mafia] Ila Archer was a doctor working at one of the best hospitals in New York. She loses her license and ability to practice due to, as punishment, taking full responsibility for the 'walking patient' incident. After a full month, Ila runs into the 'walking patient'. Knowing her situation caused by his actions, he offers a once in a lifetime opportunity. ----- "Look, you're a doctor-" He started. "Was." I corrected. "I was a doctor." "You can still be," he said, running his fingers through his dark hair. "Look, you can work for us, and I'll pay triple the amount you were earning at that lousy hospital." "Us?' I asked. Who was he? How exactly does he plan on paying me triple? He grabbed my wrist and pulled me inwards. My face inches away from his chest. With his free hand, he was gently tucking my hair behind my ear. His breath tickled my ear as he whispered two words that sent shivers down my back. "The Mafia."

This is the sequel to 'His Unwanted Wife' Excerpt ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Get out! There is nothing left between us." Nathan yells. "What do you mean Nathan? We're married." His lips thinned. "My lawyer will be calling you about that." "Nathan." She pleads. "Why are you doing this? This isn't you." "Sabrina." He put a ton of emphasis on her name. "You don't know me, you don't have the slightest clue who I am. That sucker, you knew as a husband, no longer exist. You're going to see who Nathan Alden really is." He picks up the phone and hits a button. "Security, I have a woman here that needs to be escorted out of the building." End of excerpt What could possibly turn Nathan against Sabrina? ~~~~~~~~

"Three years of your life in exchange for your brother's future. Fair, isn't it?" For years, she's lived on exhaustion and sacrifice-working tirelessly to keep food on the table, drowning in debt, and fighting to pay for her brother's medical bills. Hope was never meant for her... until the most dangerous man she knows offers a deal she cannot refuse. Caius Grivano. Her cold, ruthless employer. The infamous mafia leader whose name alone makes the underworld tremble. His proposition is simple: be his wife. No strings. No love. Just a contract that grants her brother's life in exchange for her freedom. Luxury in place of poverty. Safety in exchange for silence. But simplicity is a lie. Because behind Caius's icy indifference is a past that refuses to stay buried... and a little girl who shatters every wall he's built. What happens when a transaction of convenience begins to feel like something far more dangerous-something real?

Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.

Pushing himself from the door Gulian neared her, standing in front of her. "I want you to stop seeing 𝙝𝙞𝙢, that's what I want." Kyomi scoffed as she shook her head. "Why would I stop doing that? Just 'cause you call yourself asking nicely?"

Anne Of The Island is the third book in the Anne of Green Gables series, written by Lucy Maud Montgomery about Anne Shirley. Anne of the Island was published in 1915, seven years after the bestselling Anne of Green Gables. In the continuing story of Anne Shirley, Anne attends Redmond College in Kingsport, where she is studying for her BA.

"You think I don't care about you?" he murmurs. "You think I don't feel anything?" "I-Noel-" His voice is low enough to weaken me. "I feel everything when it comes to you. That's the fucking problem." My breath catches in my throat. He leans in-not to kiss me. Just close enough for his forehead to brush mine, his voice a whisper meant only for me. "So believe whatever you want about me... but don't ever mistake this-" his eyes flicker to my lips "-for a fuck toy". They say the truth is hidden in plain sight. But in this story, every answer leads to a deeper question, and every trusted voice carries a quiet lie. lily swears there telling her everything-yet there's something is missing, just out of reach Read Closely. Not all facts are fiction, and not all fiction stays on the page.

What if you were the last humans on earth? What If you were the key to saving the world from being overrun by zombies? Well that's my world, and I'm the key, well, me and my friend Ahmad are. We're supposed to save humanity from going extinct, but we have no idea how. All we know is, in this world, you've gotta watch your back and not trust ANYONE. WATCH YOUR BACK. DON'T GET BIT. DON'T TRUST ANYONE. 3 simple rules for living in our messed up, zombie infested world.