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)

Charlie is a shy girl. She's chubby and a loner. She only has two friends. Her best friend Dara and Dara's younger brother Caleb. She wasn't bullied or anything but no one really takes the time to know her. She has a huge crush on Damien, the brooding art student. But he seems oblivious. Charlie wants to be noticed by Damien, but it's harder than it sounds. Little does she know, somebody else has set his sights on her. The last person she would guess to be in love with her. Who is this person and will she give him a chance? Or would it be too weird? *Warning :Contains gooey, mushy, cliche' to death moments. This story is purely feel-good and self-indulgent, for escapism purposes... Stay away if that makes you barf. You have been warned 😆😆😆

Hayden Jones didn't mean to blow up her high school gym. She just meant to graffiti it. Now she's got a felony and a one-way ticket to some glorified boarding school in the Pacific Northwest. Caldwell Academy is not a fresh start. It's a reform school with nice pamphlets and a fountain and a judge's order keeping her here. The kind of place where everyone's got a story they don't tell and a reason they can't leave. She wasn't planning on making friends. She definitely wasn't planning on Elwood Hall and a bed six feet from a boy who doesn't smile, doesn't talk, and looks at her like she's a problem he didn't ask for. She should've left it at that. She should've left a lot of things at that. Because Caldwell has rules. And the thing about Hayden Jones is she's never met one she wouldn't break - even the ones that exist to protect her.

after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious. and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male dormitory, landing her in a room with the school's notorious heartbreaker, chase everett. [not edited...like at all]

"Wait... is that Mr Sexy texting you? Can I see?" She tries to grab my phone while I held it away, higher and higher until clicks of a heel come near us. Lucy Hawthorne. Pain in my literal ass. "Who texted you?" She asks me, fake concern. "No one. Unless.... You wanna know?" I say, even as Maisie and I are in an awkward position of tangled limbs. ---- ˚.🎀༘⋆ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. --- Ever since that day, her dreams and waking hour had been filled with one name-Quincy Appleton. Although she's 19 now and still trying to track down Quincy, from three years ago, she's had no luck until her friend drags her to one of his games at another college campus. But when she finds out her fave hockey player is being sponsored and gonna live with her, she decides to play the hard way to get him. Her father, seeing all this is plotting behind the scenes. A mafia princess must never fall for someone so... ordinary. What will happen when two words collide?

❝He's looking at me with wide eyes, flushed face and body completely tense, as he puts his hands in front of him and crawls to the spot I pointed at. I put my boot clad foot on his shoulder to stop his movements, then plant it back on the floor. "Kiss it."❞ 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢 is the leader of the dangerous Profati mafia, 𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐡 is a shy teacher who finds himself desperate to escape the claws of his deranged family. When she abducts her childhood best friend from his wedding, Nevan's foolish enough to think being her captive is her way of protecting him. But Helena has much more sadistic purposes for him. And she knows just how to make him vow himself to her unaware of what truly awaits. Enter a world of reckless vows and binding chains with this extraordinary duo in 𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘝𝘰𝘸𝘴 by AddieBookss ─── ❦ ─── ♤ Dual POV ♤ Bad girl × Good boy ♤ Reverse Dark Romance ♤ Mild BDSM ─── ❦ ─── Highest ranks: #1 Good boy #1 Girlboss #1 Masochism #1 Shy boy #1 Opposites Attract #1 Bad girl Good boy #2 Childhood friends #2 Bdsm relationship

✨ A forbidden college romance that should've never happened...but did anyway. ✨ Cella Marcellus wasn't supposed to end up in his dorm. She wasn't supposed to start college at sixteen. And she definitely wasn't supposed to be Bastian Wylde's new roommate. Grumpy, private, and way too intense for his own good, Bastian wants nothing to do with anyone-especially a girl who's too young, too tempting, and way too off-limits. But from the second she walks in with her wide eyes with long natural eyelashes, he knows he's screwed. She's sunshine and softness. He's storms and smoke. She's never had a first kiss (Neither has he). He's sworn off love entirely. But when living together turns into late night-nightmares (Where he's holding her all night), tension-filled silences, and feelings neither of them can ignore...One wrong move could ruin everything. And Bastian's not sure if he's willing to play it safe anymore. She's sixteen. He's twenty. And when it comes to the heart...math was never meant to make sense.

The plan has always been simple. Finish college and open my own bakery while supporting my best friend in his journey to the NHL. After a not-so-good experience last year, I've been avoiding most of the hockey team. That is until I finally met their newest teammate whose green eyes have been stuck in my brain ever since. Did I mention he's also my best friend's roommate?

❝Book 2 in the 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 series "You're so wet," he groans, grinding his hips up in tight circles that hit something devastating inside me. "Dripping all over me, baby. 𝘊𝘢𝘻𝘻𝘰─you're making a mess." His pace quickens, and I match it instinctively, hips rolling, back arching. Each thrust punches a breath from my lungs. "Luciano," I whisper, rocking frenetically my hips to meet his rhythm. "We need to be quick. They're gonna come out─any second─" His dark eyes flash up at me, pupils blown wide with lust and his grip tightens under my ass, lifting me slightly so he can thrust deeper, faster. "Then be quiet. Or don't. Let them hear how their good little Paris lets me fuck her like a whore during a family gathering."❞ *** After three years apart, 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐬 is finally returning to the life and love she left behind. College in New York was challenging, especially with the strain of a long-distance relationship and her father's disapproval of her love for 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨, his best friend. But now, she's back, and her relationship with Luciano is stronger than ever. Their love? Unstoppable. Their passion? Absolutely scorching. Sex? Downright sinful and addictive. BDSM has become their playground, a love language Paris is quickly learning to speak fluently. But just when she thinks nothing can tear them apart, the past comes knocking. A ghost resurfaces, threatening to destroy everything they've built. As old wounds are reopened and tensions rise, their relationship is put to the ultimate test. Faced with unexpected challenges, Paris begins to question everything and wonder if their love can withstand the storm. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓: December 16-24 𝐄𝐍𝐃: July 12-25 ©𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒𝐄𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬

'Fuck you,' I breathed, pulling away from the kiss, searching his eyes. He was enjoying it. 'If you keep saying that, maybe you will someday,' he teased, his fingers going into the waistband. Feeling his smooth, long fingers on the skin of my pussy sent shockwaves through my body. He was staring at me, watching my every reaction, and I dared not to look away. I won't give him the satisfaction that I'm enjoying this. 'Feisty, huh?' he taunted, before his fingers slipped to my folds. I could feel my wetness coating his fingers, and I hated myself for getting so wet because of him. ──── ୨୧ ──── Four years ago, he shattered her dignity with a joke at a pool party Not just anyone - her brother's best friend. At fifteen, heartbroken and humiliated by Nolan Delacroix, Liselle left for Spain on a scholarship. Now nineteen, she's older, colder, and has no interest in making peace, especially not with him. She was supposed to spend her last summer in Spain, soaking in the sun with friends. But thanks to her mum's honeymoon plans, she's forced to return home -well to Nolan's home. Living under their roof she's determined to ignore him. Until his swim partner gets injured. Until he begs her to help train for the biggest swimming competition in Spain. She says no then she says yes. Hate turns out to be a really good motivator. So does lust. They agree to keep it physical, a distraction for the summer. Just skin to skin. But the water isn't the only thing heating up. Tension rises, so do the feelings she thought she buried. She swears she hates him, and he swears he hates her, then why can't they keep their hands off each other? Now, Liselle is torn between the country that freed her and the boy who ignites everything. She must decide: Will she dive into the past or swim toward the future? 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄: ❥mature/sexual themes/smut ❥alcohol references ❥language Started- July 19th, Finished- July 31st