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Error 404 by RebelleFleur00
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Rebel Simmons was just a girl who was dealt a shitty hand in the game of life. Despite her harsh and abusive upbringing, she worked hard, and studied harder. With an IQ of 252. she's a certified genius and is working towards her Masters Degree in Computer Engineering and Computer Science at Stanford University. When tough times hit and she's desperate for money, she steals $5 Million from an offshore bank account. Little did she know she was stealing from the most ruthless Mafia Boss in the world: Dante Vino. β€’ MATURE THEMES 18+ β€’ Cover designed by Holly Thurston
Offside Hearts (A Hockey Romance) by thebookworm_meg
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Completed β€’ First Draft - not edited. || "You gonna sit there all night?" Luka glances at me, smirking. I glare back. "I was enjoying the last few seconds of peace before having to spend an evening pretending to like you." "That's funny," he says, unbuckling his seatbelt. "Why?" I snap. "Because I was thinking the same thing." || The rules? Easy enough. 1. Pretend to be the perfect couple. 2. Keep it professional. 3. And whatever you do, don't. catch. feelings. Simple, right? Sofia Calloway never planned on going viral for throwing a drink in Luka Mikhaylov's face. But one video, one pissed-off hockey star, and one furious university later... she's suddenly stuck in a fake relationship with the guy she can't stand. He needs to clean up his image before the NHL draft. She needs the free tuition that comes with the deal. All they have to do is smile for the cameras, hold hands at the games, and act like they don't want to strangle each other. Then come the late-night arguments that last too long. The stolen glances that feel too dangerous. The moment where "pretend" starts looking way too real. Because when you break the rules, someone's bound to lose. And this time, it might be both of them.
πŽπ›π¬πžπ¬π¬π’π―πžπ₯𝐲 𝐌𝐒𝐧𝐞||πŸπŸ–+ by shreens_galaxy
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#1 π–Žπ–“ 'π•·π–Šπ–™π–π–†π–‘ π•Ίπ–‡π–˜π–Šπ–˜π–˜π–Žπ–”π–“' π–˜π–Šπ–—π–Žπ–Šπ–˜ βœ§βœΏπ–π‘πžπ§ πŽπ›π¬πžπ¬π¬π’π¨π§ 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐒𝐧𝐠π₯𝐞 π₯𝐒𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 π›πžπœπ¨π¦πžπ¬ π‹πžπ­π‘πšπ₯✿✧ I stood still in front of the mirror trying to accept the fact I saw just sometimes. Tears threatened to spill out from my eyes as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. DEVASTATED and BETRAYED. Suddenly, the door of the room opened and slammed shut. I looked at his reflection from the mirror and wiped off my tears hurriedly before shoving the card inside one of the drawers, not wanting him to know about it. He came and hugged me from behind resting his chin on my shoulder. Reality dawned upon me and fear crawled up on each and every ounce of my skin. Sweat buds formed on my forehead and neck as I looked at him staring at me intensely from the mirror. His gaze was filled with desire. He turned me towards him by holding my waist gently and sealed our lips in a soft and gentle kiss. I closed my eyes trying to hold back my tears which were ready to spill out anytime feeling disgusted with his touch. At that moment of helplessness, all I was praying to God was 'please god let it be a dream where I'll wake up beside the love of my life, my Rann' but the saddest reality is it's not. "My Rann is a ruthless killer. He is a Devil with whom I got married."