"You want me to be a genius or do you want me to fuck you?" • • • The Alexandrettia is the finest school in the state, known for producing the smartest, and most talented kids in America. 21 year old keen painter Mia Hanson managed to get a spot. She worked her whole life to get inside, to see the hallowed halls her biggest idols once walked through. But those very same halls gets vandalized one wild night, and the person responsible gets sentenced to do community service, working as a janitor to clean up his mess. With his brooding eyes, filthy mouth and body covered up in ink, Eli the type of guy you run away from; The type who only lives for the trouble; The type you just know packs a brain the size of a peanut. But when one of Fermat's biggest unsolved mathematical problems gets solved by an unknown source, rumors start as to who and where this genius might be... Well: Three guesses who?

When you live in a town that's mostly ran by a motorcycle gang, what do you do? Try and avoid them and do not attract attention. At least that's what I do. But what do you do when Kaden Black, The Chained Misfits vice president, decides that you belong to him and no one else? Especially when he doesn't take no for an answer? .....Exactly I don't know either. Emma Hunter is a college junior and she's just trying to get her life together. After her father died at the age of eight, it was just her and her mom together and on their own. When her grandmother gets sick, her mother takes it upon herself to go live with her grandmother and take care of her. Thus leaving Emma alone to navigate college life and take care of the house. She's always heard of the chained misfits and knew they were nothing but trouble. But what happens when trouble smacks her in the face and claims that she belong to him? Trouble just so happens to be Kaden Black. But being with Kaden means accepting the whole club and everything associated with it. How much is Emma willing to accept and what danger will come her way? Being Kaden's isn't easy. Hey guys, so I suck at making descriptions but please do give this book a chance.

"Quick, kiss me." I choked on my baguette as I looked up at my boss, his intense grey eyes burning into me as my jaw fell open with a mouthful of chocolate baguette. "What?" I snapped, was it just me or did my boss suddenly lose his mind? One minute he was talking about rescheduling the meeting booked at two and then he said kiss me, maybe he said something else, maybe it was miss, bliss, piss? But all the thoughts in my head were swiped away as he stood up from his chair, his tall frame hovering over me before he grabbed my arm so roughly the baguette I was holding fell out of my grip and he pulled me upwards, and the man I have worked for three years and never touched suddenly was pressed against my chest as his lips met mine. And the piece of baguette in my mouth only made me choke further. * * * Gabriel Parish needed the wealth that came when his grandfather passed away, but there was a catch, he had to be married, or have a wife of some sort for at least two years, and the 29 year old bachelor had no intention of ever getting a wife, they were too complicated. So with the advice of his lawyer, he does the next best thing, claims he had a wife and now they were divorced, only his grandmother needed proof. And that's how Aurora Rodrigues, the personal assistant of Gabriel was dragged to Greece under the impression of a "business conference" as they paraded her as his ex-wife, without her knowing. But with the whole family after the wealth if Gabriel fails, he had to make sure she doesn't find out, and he secures the 3 billion inheritance and makes sure he doesn't break his grandmother's heart.

"Just stop," his voice commanded. "Stop what?" "Stop running." According to Harvard University, the Oxford Edition dictionary, the meaning of abhorrence, a word I didn't even know how to spell was "A feeling of revulsion; disgusted loathing" and their example suited me oh so perfectly - the thought of marrying him filled her with abhorrence It was a perfect match because standing opposite him, there was nothing but distaste in the idea of marrying him, oh Harvard, you understand me.

Do you know how it feels to have feelings for your step brother? To want him, but to know he would never feel the same? How it hurts to see him with his girlfriend-the way he touches her, loves her, cares for her? The worst is to hear them having sex in the next room, only wishing it was you. I know that it's wrong and that I shouldn't, but ... I fantasize about him touching me. Making love to me. Only me. I shouldn't, but I can't help it. I want him. I want my step brother. Warning: Contains Sexual Content ;) (Rater R)