I'm not gonna say those girls aren't cute, or didn't catch my eye because some of them have, but this girl here, has my undivided attention.

Sequel to my girl..read it, it's pretty amazing

Tristan couldn't help but chuckle. "Is that what it is? You want a fairy tale love?" "And some great sex." "I thought I was giving you that." There was a spark in her eyes that could have either been disappointment or lust. Tristan knew it was both in that moment. "I need more than just fifteen minutes every Friday night." "It used to be everyday." She nodded, as if she could remember every sexual encounter from the moment they met to this very one now. "I want the thrill of possibly getting caught. I want to be fucked, Tristan. This is the first night we're alone in this house in weeks, and you haven't even tried to fuck me." He stood, walked over to her, and pulled her against the erection in his pants, teasing her erected nipple beneath her thin t-shirt. "You didn't think I would bend you over and fuck you anywhere I'd like?"

"Pregnant," he said, the word rolling off his tongue. "Yes, Mr. Devereux, I am pregnant with your child." She cast her eyes down at her nails to avoid his intense hazel eyes. "Anyway, you don't even remember me. I just thought you should know. Goodbye." Oh, yes, he remembered this one. She had been a challenge, and when he finally stumbled into bed with her, he didn't ever want to stop his deep thrusting or the desperate movements of her hands in his hair, pulling him closer until they came together. "Olivia," he said, drawing out her name the same way he had during their passionate night. "I want my child. Give me proof it's mine so I can take this predicament off your hands." She laughed at the insensitive man. "How dare you have the nerve to call my child a predicament? There is nothing unpleasant about the blood I carry. Goodbye, Mr. Devereux, and I hope you rot in hell."

(STERLING SERIES # 1) - Daphne Dennings thought she could finally tick off "Have sex with a random stranger" on her bucket list. She realized the next morning that it wasn't a one-night stand after all. After meeting that cute guy on the top deck of her cousin's yacht wedding reception at Saint Tropez, Daphne wishes she could meet another guy just like him. Five years later, she bumps into the very same person she hooked up with back at her cousin's wedding. To her surprise, the guy she hooked up with was none other than one of Forbe's most eligible bachelors, Vincent Sterling. And this eligible bachelor wants her. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The story launched on the Radish Fiction app - June 29, 2021 - No longer available. This story is only posted on Wattpad. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ C O N T E N T / T R I G G E R W A R N I N G S ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sexual themes Drugs Swearing Suicide Character death Knife Gun Alcohol ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Formerly What Vincent Wants. Changed on 06.20.2021 CREDIT: Photo by Asad Photo Maldives from Pexels ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ❤ P O S T E D - 05.24.15 - 11.27.19 #3 (Romance - 10.29.15)

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)

COMPLETED The existence of grammatical errors, misplaced words etc. is exorbitant as the majority of the book had been written when I was 13. Read at your own risk. - - - "He was standing there in all his glory while I was standing here in all my ...nakedness..." The sentence that you have just read could exactly describe the situation I am in. - - - Have you ever been put in a situation in which you can't speak, think or move? Well, I had. And it wasn't in front of anyone, but in front of the school's supposedly bad boy. Hooray me, am I right? I am one of those outsider girls, who doesn't like to associate with anyone, and, on top of that, a so-called teacher's pet, too. Although that didn't seem to stop the bad boy from taking an interest in me. Funnily enough, he wasn't the person to initiate a conversation by simply approaching me. That was in no way possible, of course. It's a lot more complicated than that... Well, actually it's not that complex... He saw me naked, that's the reason... - - - CLICHÉ STORY! Contains cursing and/or swearing. IN THE COURSE OF HEAVY EDITING THAT MAY OR MAY NOT CHANGE SOME OF THE PLOT. The book is a work of fiction. Nothing had really existed, happened or is really happening. #4 in Teen Fiction : January 18 2016 Mr. Bad Boy Saw Me Naked. Copyright © 2015. All Rights Reserved to Aira Sakae.