How tricky is it if instead of a bad boy, there's an artist? And what if instead of a shy and nerdy girl, there's a harsh and bitter young woman? Falling for an artist is the worst thing that could ever happen to you. Especially if it's a writer. Even worst if it's a poet. He is unpredictable, impulsive and at the same time everything a girl needs. She is rude, closed up, but somehow attracts everyone. Any girl would've jumped on him and any boy would've asked her out. But she isn't any girl and nor is he any boy. This story isn't like the others This is my story [CAUTION] This story may contain bad English, but great ideas and a beautiful message Highest Rank : #320 in Teen Fiction

Mira Prasad, a woman in her early twenties works as a secretary for a construction company. One day she meets Max Woods after another night out. Max owns his own company and it turns out that the company she works for, is collaborating with Woods inc. Max finds Mira very intriguing and wants to go out with her, but Mira isn't keen about wealthy men like Max. Because of their companies collaborating, she is forced to keep in contact with him. He however is determined to conquer her heart and prove to her he is the very opposite of what she thinks about him and make her his. Will Max succeed and win Mira's heart? When he finally gets closer to her, his ex girlfriend, Claire, who is also Mira's friend, is trying to mess things up. Meanwhile Mira is struggling to find her way to deal with her mother's mental illness and her father and brother who make everything ten times more difficult. They don't like the way how Mira lives her life and they definitely don't approve of her and Max dating. Just when Mira is ready to commit to Max, his past catches on to him and a ghost from the past is there to get his revenge. Is Mira, who struggles with trust issues and relationships in general, going to open up her heart to him? Will they ever find each other? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ranked #402 in Romance in Romance !! (highest rank!!) Currently #1 in WMBW! #5 in Suit, #30 in Womensfiction and #17 in Save. Thank you everyone who voted and commented on my story!! But especially for taking the time to read my novel. It really means a lot to me. I'm so happy!!

❝I heard you're a player, so let's play a game. Let's sweet talk, let's play fight. Let's talk 24/7 and tell each other good morning and goodnight. Let's take walks together, let's give each other nicknames. Let's go on dates and talk on the phone all night long. Let's hold, kiss and hug each other. And the first one to fall in love? Loses.❞ ● ● ● What happens when you're crushing on your childhood sweetheart, but instead, you're dared to date the school's biggest (asshole) playboy? You accept of course. And try not to lose.

Finding out I was a witch was hardly a shocker. I mean, my Nana owned an occult shop and my mum had dabbled here and there. So it kind of went without saying that I was prepared for that bombshell. What I was not prepared for was to be supernaturally tethered to the most arrogant asshole I had ever met. He had hijacked my dreams and somehow blamed the invasion on me. Like it was my fault he kissed me! But he was the least of my worries. My twin brother, Damien, and I were hell bent on finding out how our parents mysteriously died 14 years earlier. However the closer we got to the truth, the harder someone or something tried to push us away. It seemed like our best bet was to ask the jerk for help. Go figure! But persuading him would be a problem. Challenge accepted. ---------- My awesome friend @Amara_sky made this for me. I love it so much. Check it out https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=L78kiEEpKwg ---------- AMAZING COVER MADE BY @Harley_Quinn_18