I ran away because I couldn't bear the thought of staying with someone who had betrayed me. Kayden Hawkins, my best friend and the guy I thought I would marry, knocked up Amber Smith during our high school graduation, so I fled our small town, I fled the heartbreak and pain. Ten years later, I'm back in town, and now everything has changed.

Noelle has always preferred love in books. On paper, love is consuming but tender. Devastating, yet safe. The kind that feels eternal even when it ends. But real love is different. At nineteen, she meets a man who doesn't chase, doesn't explain, and can't promise forever plagued with his own battles. Anakin is composed, deliberate, impossibly controlled, the kind of person who makes silence feel intentional and distance feel like choice. The kind of person that's addictive He doesn't pull her closer. He simply doesn't step away either. What begins as quiet fascination turns into something far more dangerous: a slow unraveling neither of them can name. Because the most intoxicating kind of love isn't loud or reckless, it's the kind that feels inevitable. The sad truth is some romances aren't meant to be survived. They're meant to change you. Forever. Now the question is, are you ready?

A Good Girl's Guide To Being Naughty • • • Ivy Collins is a normal 21 y/o woman. Except for the fact she's a virgin ... or at least she was until she had sex with her university rivals hockey captain. After a quick (devastatingly quick) night with the man and being called a lousy lay, Ivy made a promise to herself that she wouldn't do it again ... sex that is. Who needs sex when all it brought was insecurities and more, and it wasn't even that good to begin with. Enter Asher Hudson, Ice Hockey captain, her brothers best friend and her best friends brother - triple trifecta of why she shouldn't get involved with him. But when he overhears a conversation Ivy has with her best friend, he gives her an offer she can't refuse. Well, she can, and she should, but why would she want to? Three months, she helps him with his grades, and he'll help her with her sex life. Only one rule, don't fall in love. Easy, right? He'll teach her everything she wants to know, and show her that sex can be fun, you just have to know how to do it right. And Ivy should refuse, after all he's the Ice Hockey captain, her brother's best friend and her best friend's brother - but what's the fun in that. Ivy knows she should say no, but she won't. And she won't fall in love, she can't. ••• Completed • First Draft - Edited. Watty2025 winner #1 in #Romance #1 in #Brotherbestfriend #2 in #bestfriendsbrother #2 in #icehockey

"What do you mean?" I asked knowing that my heart is going to break soon. Knowing that what I hear won't be good but it will destroy me. My heart was beating so fast and my breathing was heavy. He turned and looked at me. Those green eyes would be the death of me. I knew it but I loved them so much I can't describe it. "You know what I want to say Ava. Don't make it more difficult than it is. Just leave." I felt tears running down my cheeks and my breathing became even heavier. I couldn't. I couldn't even think of the possibility of that, of loosing him, of him breaking me into pieces. I didn't want to think about it. I didn't. "Leave Ava!" he yelled and I flinched. He had never raised his voice like that to me before. "Now! What don't you understand? I don't want you here, I don't want you anymore. We were just having some fun and that's it. I don't want anything anymore so just leave. Life goes on you know, so do I." Ava Astley, a normal 20 year old girl who goes to college every day and loves painting. She is very talented. A girl that is in search of true love and tries to find the perfect boyfriend who is gonna steal her heart. She trusts people to much and se catches feelings too easily. What will happen when she starts to see her brother's best friend in another way, a way that is forbidden? Mateo Reves, a heartless man without feelings. Cold like ice. A businessman and a millionaire who has a lot of power in his hands and can destroy anyone who tries to give him problems. He always gets what he wants. As regards women, he just has some fun with them and that's all. Not dating, no feelings, no hangouts, just fun. But something starts to change when he sees his best friend's little sister who according to his best friend is off limits. However he has some secrets that must stay hidden forever... What will happen?....... Warnings ⚠️ 1) Alcohol consumption 2) Inappropriate vocabulary 3) Mature content (you know what I mean) Enjoy!🤍 -Z-

𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝-𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝟏𝟖+ Aurellia Mitchell never imagined a simple house party could turn into a nightmare. One moment she's drinking and laughing, then everything goes black. She wakes in the back seat of a locked car, an unfamiliar man watching her through the rearview mirror. He turns out to be her best friend's brother. From the moment he noticed her at the party, he's everywhere, lurking in the shadows, tracking her every step, breathing down her neck. And now that he's claimed her attention, he refuses to let it go. Even if she begs on her knees, he won't leave her alone. 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄. 𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒, 𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒. Rankings: #1 in Crazy (sep 2025) #1 in Psychopath (sep 2025) #1 in Bestfriendsbrother (sep 2025) #1 in Morallygray (sep 2025) #1 in Smutish (oct 2025)

'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

Dove Murphy and Tate Ridley have hated each other since... forever. He's the tattooed, arrogant, bad tempered player with a body built for sin and a mouth made for making her crazy. She's the fiery, sharp-tongued nurse in training who makes his blood boil in all the worst (and best) ways. Too bad they share a friend group. Too bad they can't stay away from each other. And way too bad that one night turned into two... and then turned into something else entirely. They're not friends. They're not dating. They just can't stop touching each other. Until insults turn softer. Jokes start to sound like flirting. And hate starts to feel dangerously close to something else. They swore it was nothing. They were wrong.

Regina George doesn't fall for losers. She uses them. So when she ropes Rodrick Heffley-the school's most chaotic drummer-into a fake relationship to make Aaron Samuels jealous, it's supposed to be easy. Simple plan, zero emotions, total control. But Rodrick doesn't play by her rules. He's infuriating, unpredictable, and somehow...the only one who can see right through her. And the more time they spend pretending, the more real it starts to feel. Because some secrets don't stay fake forever.

(Regina George x Rodrick Heffley) Regina's back and she wants her spot back. Everyone's moved on but she's still roaming the halls waiting for her perfect opportunity to build her social life back up, but there's one problem. There's a pest and his name is Rodrick. Every step forward she takes? He's right there taking one back, stepping on her toes every step of the way. There's only a matter of time before each argument blurs the line between rivalry and something dangerously close to habit. ------- Rodrick exhaled slowly, pushing off the doorframe. "That's it?" Her eyes narrowed. "What's that supposed to mean?" "That's all you wanted?" he asked, walking past her towards the counter. "To ruin Cady?" "Yes," she said defensively. He nodded once. "Then all you had to do was ask." Regina blinked. "What?" Rodrick turned back to face her, arms crossed, a faint smirk returning. "That's what fake boyfriends do, right? Help their fake girlfriends get what they want." For a second, she didn't speak. Then, slowly, Regina's lips curled into something almost like a smile. "Careful, Heffley," she called out. "You might actually make yourself useful." Rodrick tilted his head. "Oh, I've been useful. You're just always too pissed off to notice."

When Regina George's latest scheme to make her ex jealous backfires, she sets her sights on Northshore's resident bad boy, Rodrick Heffley. He's loud, messy, and everything Aaron Samuels isn't, making him the perfect rebound. But as Regina tries to turn him into her next accessory, she doesn't expect her own reputation to fall apart. Or to fall for the person Rodrick was all along.