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.

English television and radio presenter Caroline Flack hosts this British reality dating show where single people move to a luxury paradise in the hope of finding love and the summer of their life. Throughout the series, Caroline drops in unannounced to deliver shock twists and surprise announcements that will test the relationships between the Islanders. To remain in their luxury paradise, contestants must couple up and win the hearts of each other and the public, as they ultimately decide who stays on Love Island and who goes. ****** So now we have Olivia Martinez, Funny, sarcastic and outgoing is three ways to describe her. As she enters the villa she is experiences love, jealousy, fake friends and you name it. So follow her on this journey and experience it with her.

Forced to return to Italy after a huge argument with her father because of her newly one-year-old. Could Stassia face going back to where it all started? Her mum wants her to go live with her. But, there's one thing stopping her. Him. He caused what keeps her up all night, He caused what makes her watch cartoons every day. The baby that he surprisingly put in her tummy. Baby Aurora. Can she finally tell him after leaving without even a goodbye? Finally when she is faced with him ... will she tell him about his own child or will she leave for good? ───────── ∙ ~εïз~ ∙ ───────── "Stassi." I force myself to look up, his honey brown eyes piercing down at me. This is wrong. So wrong. But the more it is, the more I'm enjoying him. He doesn't know about Aurora, yet, he's here. In front of me. With his lips attached to mine. If Rose finds out...

-𝐓𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐫- She broke my heart once and still doesn't even know it, But I promised myself to never come close to her again. But it may be harder than I thought. I chose to become her bully to stay a part of her life so she never forgets me, if I can't have her the way I want. I'll still have her. -𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚- I don't know what happened but he's changed, and I won't let him ruin my life like he so clearly wants to. But first, I need to find out what happened. Even though I may pretend he doesn't affect me since we aren't friends anymore, he does. But he can't know that.

Ace and Dior. Everyone knew them as the two who had it out for each other for as long as anyone could remember. Always at each other's throat. The class enemies... with benefits. But what happens when they are forced to get married for a business deal. Will they kill each other before the deal or will something else happen... find out this and more in "I hate that I love you" - by yours truly. "The whole ballroom stopped dancing when they heard lightning strike except for Ace and Dior. This only meant they had to put the music up. It seemed as if the longer they danced the more the world fell apart. But they didn't care. The whole world could be falling apart and they wouldn't care. The rain got louder but they just waltzed on. Their dance went on longer than anyone would've thought but to them it seemed like not enough time. Ace twirled Dior around until the dip. His hands did not leave her waist while her leg was brought up to his side. He leaned in to kiss her as she closed her eyes letting him take lead. Right as his lips brushed hers they heard a huge drop. The chandelier fell in the hallway. She opened his eyes looking at him. He let her go but He couldn't help but sigh. There were claps from all over the room but they couldn't seem to take their eyes off each other. Dior- in another lifetime."

Brielle is the beloved daughter of the town's Pastor. The perfect church girl. The angel child. To the world. River is the prince of Ashbourne. The devious bastard. The devil himself. To everyone. Once upon a time, the two were childhood best friends. That friendship morphed into hatred. And now... Now the two are destined to be married. At the end of the month. Money brings power. And power is what both families want. Regardless of what Brielle and River want, they will be married. And that's a promise and a threat, both. . . . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

He wants to ruin their marriage while I'm trying to force him to love me.

❝Are you done acting like you care?❞ Tristan's jaw clenches so hard that for a second I'm actually afraid his teeth will disintegrate. ❝I'll ask one more time. Where. Were. You. Last. Night.❞ I lift my chin, wishing the raw command in his voice didn't have me damn near shaking. ❝You really wanna know? Fine, then. I was at Isaac's with his face between my legs getting me to moan his name for hours.❞ And he snaps. My hips are grabbed roughly by big warm hands- hands that teased and touched and caressed every inch of my body just a few days ago- and I'm being shoved up against the closed door of my bedroom. Tristan's blue eyes practically gleam with rage and a muscle in his jaw twitches furiously as he glowers down at me. Yeah, this was not good. This was not good at all. How dare he pin me against a door like a caveman and interrogate me about my whereabouts in my own home? At least... that's what I told myself as I felt my breaths turn shallow and my thighs slowly clench together. {𝓮𝔁𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝔂𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓼𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮} 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 #2 in vulnerable #6 in conflict #12 in jealousy #17 in steamy #19 in chicklit #29 in collegeromance #60 in eroticromance #69 in newyork ⚠ mature language & sexual scenes ⚠