[HIATUS] ❝Despite being a total Jerk, he made her laugh─laughter is music of the heart.❞ Mellow & Sweet, Flo was in love with her best friend, Kane Jacobs - heartthrob extraordinaire. Unfortunately, her feelings for him were unreciprocated, seeing that he chased every girl that wasn't Flo. Drowning in boredom, Flo just wanted to taste freedom or at least sip liquor. Luckily, her world spiraled downhill the moment a boy arrived at her door, wasted beyond infinity. The drunken dude was Ace Lockwood and he was a certified badass. Apparently, he had "accidentally" crashed his motorcycle in her mailbox, pissed on her succulent, and puked on her porch. But after a few weeks, Flo realized that she wasn't just infatuated with his motorcycle but also the boy riding it. [Humor #10/ Teen Fiction #10]

Pause for a second and imagine this: the person you love is dying, but you can help. You can give them a few more months to make memories, laugh, cry. But at what cost? (Thank you to @TalatheWolf for the summary)

"You see, Draco Malfoy, without your sarcastic replies to endure each morning and that arrogance only you could carry, I find myself somewhat missing you." Draco thought the biggest problem living for a year under the same roof as Hermione Granger was the probability of them killing each other. He never thought it would be falling in love with her.

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

Charlotte McMullen is Robot-Girl, the daughter of elite CIA agent Malcolm McMullen. She is known as unfeeling and ruthless by her peers—robotic. Since birth, she has been constantly hunted and sought after by enemies of her father. The CIA’s solution is to hide her away in the safest building in the country: The White House, home of the First Family... and the First Son, Warren Edley. Who knew that the one place designed to keep her away from the world would bring her closer to someone Charlie never imagined she would get along with? And maybe a little too well. Together, Warren and Charlie will rebel against the parents they loathe. And maybe, just maybe, they will discover A Thousand Ways To Run.

The fight for love is never-ending. And for Evie and Michael it proves to be just that. After believing a sadistic vampire had disappeared for good, she shows her unwanted face back in Vancouver. And certainly not alone. Evie's life is at its pinnacle: she has to choose between living an eternity with the love of her life or living as the human Michael is debating she should stay as. But with new vampires' around every dark corner her choices may be narrowed down to one. With her best friend facing both new life and death and her family and friends threatened, Evangeline O'Shea has to decide whether to give in to temptation or to finally run away from it. **Third and Final Novel in my Vampire Series**

There wasn't anything setting Evangeline O'Shea differently from someone you notice very briefly on a train to the person buying a carton of milk and a newspaper in front of you at the store. That made moving to Vancouver that much easier. She didn't, however, expect to meet a man like Michael Reeves through an unlikely incident at Simon Fraser University. She didn't expect to fall for such a dark and mysterious man let alone her History lecturer... And when she finds out that this man is in fact no man at all, she wonders if love is worth risking her life over. **First novel in Vampire series**

❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.

Lacy Calvin has been called a lot of names since she became famous: bitch, whore, train wreck, fame seeker, and many others. But when she ends up leaving her cheating fiance at the altar, suddenly the glitz and glamour of Hollywood feels empty and worthless. So Lacy decides to go to Washington State to become a professor and see if she can find happiness in a new life. Her new dream life experiences a few hiccups, such as a hateful but handsome coworker and some threats from her former stalker. When she finds a dead body in her trunk and is possibly framed for murder, she's left facing a whole new set of problems she never anticipated. It's up to Lacy to find her stalker once and for all, before someone else gets killed and she is thrown away in prison for good.