[COMPLETED] Two centuries. Two love stories. One holiday season. 1 8 6 7 Every summer since she was eight years old, Nora leaves her home in New York to spend a few months at her aunt and uncle's English country manor in Hertford. She grows up playing in the fields of alfalfa with her childhood friend, Felix. But when she returns to England the summer after she turns twenty-one, Nora realizes that Felix is no longer the boy he used to be. He's a grown man, and the undeniable attraction between them grows as the heat of the summer months increases. But much to Nora's dismay, she knows nothing can ever come of it. After all, Felix Graham is destined to marry a wealthy, highly ranked, debutante from London society, being that his aunt is none other than the Queen of England. And Nora... well, Nora is just an American girl from a family of modest business owners. Knowing she can never have him, Nora flees back to New York. But as summer is left far behind and the weather begins to turn cold, Nora receives a package from Felix that will change her life forever. 2 0 1 9 When Lana Graham opens up an old box of Christmas decorations to find a collection of love letters dating back to the 19th century, she calls upon her history major friend, Hale, to help her decipher the story surrounding the mysterious notes. But as the two of them search for the truth of what happened between Felix and Nora, they find there are undeniable parallels to their own relationship. On a cozy, winter afternoon, Lana and Hale uncover more than just truths of the past. Featured on Wattpad Romance Profile: Hot for the holidays ❤️ Featured on The Peacock Show hosted by the Diagon Community. Check them out! Highest Ranking #5 Christmas

Everyone who works within the New York Warriors organization knows that star player August Fletcher refuses to talk to most people...and especially team reporters. All except Quinn Castle, that is. Quinn doesn't know why the broody football player has singled her out, but she knows she doesn't like it-not when being around him and his hot gazes makes her feel like she might accidentally do something that risks her career. So when August unexpectedly retires, Quinn can't help but feel relieved...until she finds herself with a new assignment: spend the summer in August's hometown on Evergreen Isle and write a flashy retirement piece on the Warrior's biggest star. It would be easy enough...if it weren't for the team's secret agenda: convince August to return to New York. It would be easy enough...if it weren't her job on the line if she doesn't see it through. It would be easy enough...if it weren't for the heat in August Fletcher's eyes.

'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

In which her fanfiction goes viral, and he finds it just insulting enough to text her about it. Imagine this: Seungmin, a world-famous idol with millions of fans. Life should be perfect, right? But one day, while mindlessly scrolling through social media, he stumbles across fanfiction written about him. Most of it is cringy, but harmless fluff. Until he finds her story. This author doesn't just write about him- she's completely wrong. She describes him as arrogant, cold, and the kind of guy who'd ghost his best friend. Infuriated, Seungmin does the unthinkable: he tracks down her profile and send her a DM. What starts as a heated argument spirals into something completely unexpected. Behind her sharp words and sassy replies, he finds someone who sees through the glitz and glam. Someone who isn't afraid to challenge him. But here's the kicker- she has no idea he's the real deal. Funny, emotional, and brimming with slow-burn tension, Fiction and Feelings is the perfect blend of enemies-to-lovers and mistaken identity. Buckle up-this is a love story you won't want to put down.

"U know I relly like u" "Seungmin it's 11pm shush and go to sleep" "Bvt I csnt hrlp it" "Pass your phone to the one who is with you, so I can know how drunk you are 🤦‍♀️"

[BOOK 3/3 of the MY HEART series] [NOTE: this book contains characters from books 1 and 2, but the plots are not necessarily linked. So, it CAN BE READ AS A STAND-ALONE] (First 71 chapters are edited ❤️) ~ Mihrimah Woods, the only daughter of Ethan and Anastasia Woods, is as beautiful as she is smart, brave, blunt and dedicated. She isn't afraid to speak up for herself and is never ready to take any shit from anyone. Falling in love with a ruthless, cold CEO is the last thing on her list. Blayze Colton is your typical billionaire CEO. Intelligent, extremely hot and attractive, frigid, ruthless, arrogant and a womaniser. He only sees women as a means of personal pleasure and falling in love and being devoted to only one woman for the rest of his life is the last thing on his list. What happens when Mihrimah and Blayze are forced to work together? Will the undeniable chemistry and intense tension between them bring them closer, or will it set their worlds ablaze, especially when they can't stand each other at all? Will they be able to put their hostility behind and unite when they are faced with a common enemy? Can hate morph into love? #1 in slowburn #1 in business #1 in strong female lead #1 in enmity #1 in sizzling #1 in danger #2 in bold #2 in arrogant #3 in forced proximity #3 in chemistry #3 in rude #5 in passion #7 in power couple #8 in possessive #9 in billionaire #9 in banter #13 in confident #14 in steamy #14 in hate #15 in enemiestolovers #15 in alpha male #29 in hatetolove #48 in protective #68 in smart #68 in romantic #99 in hotguy #106 in cold #108 in drama #721 in hot

Nola Scott and Miles Dempsey are both from two different worlds. Miles is the NHL's 'IT' boy. Nola is a figure skater from Oak Hill, California. While both of them may be on different paths, after crossing each other's once, they can't seem to stop doing it. You meet new people every day. But was this a coincidence? Or is them meeting more than meets the eye? Find out in MEANT FOR YOU! Book #1 in the 'Our Life' series. NEW ADULT (18+)

"Lie to me," he whispered. His face was so close and I couldn't breathe. "Lie to me and tell me you don't want me as much as I want you. Lie to me and tell me you don't want to press those pretty lips of yours to mine right now. Lie to me and tell me you want to be my fucking friend." Oxygen left my lungs. "Lie to me, Alaska Cassidy," he mumbled. - an actor rivals to lovers story - Alaska Cassidy. Famous actress. Rowen Hendrix. Famous actor. Two rivals, whose only goals are to make the other's life miserable. What happens when both star in a romance movie? Three, two, one... Action. - stand-alone - rankings: #1 in "actor" #1 in "movie" #1 in "lie" #1 in "acting" #1 in "rival" #1 in "liar" #1 in "slowburn" #1 in "act" #1 in "rivalstolovers" #1 in "competition" #1 in "compete" #1 in "lying" #1 in "pretending"

(Book 2 of the Mafia standalone series) "Matteo-" The word dies in my throat as he reaches across the console, one arm wrapping around my waist, and before I can process what's happening, he lifts me effortlessly and pulls me onto his lap. My breath catches and I stare at him, stunned. His face is inches from mine. Close enough that I can see the faint scar near his eyebrow. Close enough to feel the heat of him through the thin fabric of his shirt. "Matteo-" I start again, but it comes out softer this time. He kisses me. It's not gentle, it's not hesitant.... it's desperate. I freeze for half a second, my mind blanking completely and then something inside me snaps. I kiss him back harder, aggressive in a way that surprises even me. His lips are rough on mine, aggressive and insistent. He kisses me like he's starving for it. My hands fist in his shirt, anchoring myself to him as he devours my mouth. His tongue slides against mine and I moan into him. The sound is swallowed by his kiss, muffled by his lips.

There's this silence between us that stretches longer than it should, and it wraps around my chest like a weighted blanket. My throat tightens. I stare at him like I'm trying to memorise the face of someone who shouldn't exist. A dream made real. My lips part before I can stop myself. "Were you sent by my dad to take care of me?" The question hangs in the air, trembling like the last leaf in autumn. Aiden's gaze softens. His lips tug into the gentlest smile I've ever seen. It's the kind of smile that could mend broken wings. "No" he whispers. "I volunteered." The words hit harder than I expect. Like a punch wrapped in silk. I gasp, air leaves me in a rush I can't reclaim. But before I can fully process what he's just said, he takes a step closer. His fingers ghost over my cheek, brushing away a tear I didn't realise had fallen. And then-he kisses me painfully slow. His hand cups the back of my neck, anchoring me to a moment I never want to end. And just when I think it's over, he pulls away just enough to look at me. His thumb traces the damp trail of tears down my cheek. He doesn't say anything. He just leans in again, and kisses them away. One by one. My tears. My pain. My silence. All kissed away by a boy who didn't come to save me because someone sent him. He came because he chose to.