Completed • 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.

"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.)

He is ruthless. He is mean. He is heartless. He is dangerous. He is cunning. He is known as the number one bachelor. He owns clubs, businesses and even people. But he has a side job, THE OMERTA. Omerta is one of the biggest known mafia in the world and so happens Dante Romano is the Omerta leader. She is sweet. She is kind. She has feelings. She loves both her sisters. She is known to have the perfect life. She is the smallest from both sisters. She is clueless to what business her father does. She is Violet Amber. When her sister Isabella gets cold feet for her wedding, Violet takes the place of the bride. What happens you ask. Read to find out. 'when these two worlds crash together. What's next?' (UNDER GOING EDITING)

Draped in an oversized black leather jacket over a turtleneck, paired with black jeans and boots, Skyler White's appearance is unmistakable-short hair, sharp edges, and an aura of effortless cool. Being mistaken for a guy is nothing new to Skyler. With her cropped hair, androgynous figure, and distinct style, she's grown used to the assumptions. But now, in her final year of college she has only one focus: to write a movie that will launch her career as an acclaimed scriptwriter. When an opportunity arises to work for Fredward Montgomery-the powerful owner of one of the country's largest movie studios-she seizes it, even if it means her gender is mistakenly assumed. Fredward Montgomery is a man who has it all-looks, wealth, influence, and a thriving entertainment empire. As the second son of the illustrious Montgomery family, he's built a legacy that few can rival. Yet, behind the dazzling success lies a man who has shut himself off from the world, nursing a heart that refuses to heal. That is, until his scrawny new assistant unexpectedly finds a way past his walls. For Skyler, the plan is simple: prove herself, connect with the industry's best writers and directors, and finally get the chance to write her own script. Falling for her enigmatic boss-who still believes she's a man-was never part of the equation. But as they grow closer, Skyler discovers sides of Fredward the world has never seen, and Fredward begins to see Skyler for who she truly is. Bonds are formed, emotions unravel, and soon, the lines blur between ambition and an unexpected love story. Can the tomboyish girl in leather break through the billionaire's guarded heart? And when the truth comes to light, will love be enough to rewrite their story?

★THAWNE★ Sequel to My Psycho Boss. ‡ Can be read as a stand alone ‡ THAWNE AND HANNAH STORY. Hannah was ready for a new start. A new life she could have only dreamed of without the possibility of reality, but now she could not just dream it but live it. But for her to finally move on, she has to take care of the loose ends in her past. A dangerous loose end and that is why she would need help of an even dangerous man. Thawne is a dangerous man in all ramifications. He is cruel and deadly. Something expected of a man who is the right hand to Alexander Cain - Marcelo King - He is a force to be feared But when a colored haired seductive temptress asks for a favour - a favor that won't just open old scars but create new wound or rather heal old wound - Thawne can't help but take full advantage of it. Hate and passion. Defiance and Lust. The lines between hate and Lust begins to blur as the duo cannot ignore the sizzling and steaming friction between them. TO ASK A FAVOR FROM THE DEVIL... YOU HAVE TO PAY THE PRICE. And his price is...YOU.

kis·met /ˈkizmit,ˈkizˌmet/ noun destiny; fate. how do you know when you've met your soulmate?

"Don't worry baby, you know that you got me," Sequel/Spinoff for Kismet

nir·va·na a state of perfect happiness; an ideal or idyllic place. where we see what happens when an emptiness that one thought could never be filled is overflowing. when two lost souls find each other. where a broken record plays a perfect harmony. when after years of searching, you find nirvana.

"You trust me?" he asked, eyes turning soft once they made contact. "Maj, I-I-" "I said do you trust me, Lucky?" he repeated, voice hard. "...yes," she breathed out, and his next words came without hesitation, sending a chill down her spine. "Then shoot."

He slowly backs up until his back is against the wall like my own, "You're..my neighbor?" He points to my door and I nod my head quickly. He hums softly, "You been here a while?" He asks and I nod my head once again. He chuckles, "Ya head hurt?" I nod again but stop as he laughs softly, "I-I mean.. no.. it doesn't." My cheeks burn red as I look at my shoes, "I-It doesn't hurt.." I repeat like a dummy and listen to him clear his throat, "So do you actually live there or was it bull?" He nods to my door and I play with my fingers, "Yeah.. I do.." I feel his eyes watch me and I quickly stop. "You live with your boyfriend or do you like sweatshirts that reach your knees?" He teased, making a giggle slip past my lips. I look away to the floor again, "I-I like big shirts... a lot." I mumble softly and he nods his head, "Hol' up." He puts his box down before walking over to one of the grey bins. I nosily watch as he pulls out a big grey sweatshirt, "Here." He holds it out for me to take and I stare at him with wide eyes, "F-For me?" I hesitantly grab the soft fabric as he chuckles, "Nah for ya mom." I puff my cheeks a little and give him a small glare, "Hush." He leans back against the wall and shakes his head, "It's cold out. You should put it on." ____________________________ She was a shy girl from the city with no spine and a list of problems so long that it could touch the floor and roll off her shoes. Though troublesome, she never truly minded because despite her fears, she was a smart little thing and worked around it. But like many of us, it kept her trapped in a tight little box. The fear of pain, insecurities, and endless thoughts held her back from the life she dreamt of. Until she met him. He was everything she could pray for and more. Tall, dark, handsome, intelligent, and caring. Perhaps she could peek out her little box.. just this once? __________ PLEASE STOP COPY PASTING MY BOOK!!!! THEIF!!! #1 in Daddy (1/1/2021) #1 in Black Romance (5/15/21)