"Be my girlfriend, Bella" He hissed again. ~~ One Friday night party. One popular boy and one ordinary girl. A random kiss, and a sudden proposition. One forced relationship and many strong friendships. A hidden past and a secret in the present. Break up , Patch up going on in a loop and a hell of a roller coaster ride for the two... © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Cover by @MarieDani.. Love you :* <3 #14 in ChickLit & #12 in Teen Fiction (Highest yet)

"Enjoy your stay here for as long as you live 'cause I'm pretty sure it isn't gonna last forever!'' He smirked, with a mischievous glint in his eyes. *** Novella can't decide whether to kick her roommate or kiss him. On one hand: Scott Taylor is this handsome, smouldering vocalist of the boy band Rock Me. Hands down; total bow-chicka-wow-wow. On the other hand: He's a potato who tries to kick her out of the apartment. Maybe that's why she's scared out of her Spongebob Squarepants knickers with the prospect of falling in love with him. Scott, himself has had a past probably way worse than you holding your pee after drinking ten glasses of chocolate milk with your crush sitting beside you, talking about Niagara Falls. Therefore, he tries to stay away from Novella before her carefree laugh, her rocking body and her hilarious as hell dance; which probably answers the question - What do you get when you ask a robot to dance like a monkey? - makes him fall in love with her. The only thing is: The more they spend their time together; the less they hate each other and unknowingly take step closer to falling in love. To some people having a roommate simply means living with each other; but for Scott and Novella was it their chance to forget their past and to believe in their happily ever after? Because frankly? Scott + Nova = Ooh La La. And you know what they say; sentences that rhyme are usually true... until proven otherwise. *** Cover Credits: Sugar_Rush19

"What the fuck..." Olivia could hear the barely audible voice surfacing in her mind as she began to wake up. Sunlight stung the backs of her eyelids, causing her to blink. A sting in her throat kept her from swallowing easily. She turned to the side where she heard the voice and her eyes focused on a guy, who was shirtless, and in the same bed as her. "Oh no..." she whispered as a painful sensation made its presence known. This can't be happening. I'm a good girl. I don't screw up, Olivia thought as she stared in horror at the figure beside her. Abruptly she stood up taking the navy blue sheets with her. Exposing the guy she also saw the dark red stain in the centre of the bed. She groaned aloud. "What have you done?" he shouted as he frantically tried to pull on his boxers. "What have I done? You did this!" she countered unsure of what really happened. "Do you even remember?" her silence spoke volumes, "There, then nothing happened, we just fell asleep..." "Naked? And if that's not enough evidence look at the bed..." she drifted off ashamed and watched his eyes focus on the bed. "Oh man, my sheets!" "This is not about your sheets!" Olivia yelled angrily as she moved around the room and picked up her clothes from the night before. Don't panic. It's okay. Maybe it isn't what we think it is, she tried calming herself as she awkwardly put on her underwear and dress. Dropping the sheet she made her way to the doorway and disappeared out of his bedroom. Swallowing three times she found her purse and coat beside the front door of the apartment. "We're not even going to talk about this?" "There's nothing to talk about!" Olivia shouted as she held her purse and shoes in one hand and slammed the door on the approaching figure.

Leah Preston was a normal 17 year old girl, until she wakes up and finds herself staring at her own lifeless body. She has no idea what happened to her or how she died, and the only person who can see her is her sworn enemy Jared. Neither of them have a choice, they must put their differences aside in order to find out what really happened to Leah and how she died, or better yet, who killed her, while at the same time fighting each other and the feelings they are beginning to develop. ©makeandoffer

"It is your choice," he said, stepping so close to me that our lips were almost touching. "Either do what I say - or get another job." My heart stood still as I gazed up into his deep, dark, dangerous eyes... In a world where women's only role in life is to sit at home and look pretty, Lilly is determined to fight for her freedom. There's only one problem: a powerful man blocking her way.

Laura hated his every move, his every breath and Chris hated Laura with every fiber in his body. So how is it that they find themselves in a heated passionate twist of lust every time they argued? Was this raging fire within them both just a taste of what drives them both towards each other with such madness? Can love really spring up from the depths of hate? There's only one way to find out...by reading this book. I know a lot of you are reading this book and thank you for that but there is a more recent updated version of this book posted on my profile as "Hating You Sweetly (New Edit)" It has a few different scenes. The characters are also a bit more defined, if that makes sense.

"You took my father from me! You killed him!" I snarled, pulling against the chains. He watched me with those same dead eyes, not an ounce of emotion. "He trespassed into my home and stole my food, he got what he deserved." he stated calmly. I bared my canines, just wanting to rip through his flesh with them. "Now I know why." "Why what?" "Why no one could ever love you...you're a monster. A cold blooded beast at heart." I spat with hatred. "No one could ever love a beast like yourself." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Arabella, proclaimed as the most beautiful woman to ever live in Britain. Even the humans consider her a rare beauty. She was a kind-hearted girl, but she would stand up for whatever she believed in. She would fight whomever she deemed as a threat, and that included the beastly King of Alphas, Samuel Blackmoore.

(Must Date the Playboy Book 3) Despite attempts of being 'just a friend', Zach realized that his feelings for Tori would never change. Now that he's finally ready to get her back, would his second chance at love be worth the shot--even if the circumstances try to break them more apart? *** Zach made the ultimate sacrifice of letting Tori go--giving her and James his blessing, knowing it would make her happy. But just as he decided to remain in her life as a friend, what if circumstances change and the truths that they initially believed in are purely misunderstandings? Would Zach's efforts be enough to make Tori love the playboy again?