Once upon a time, there was a boy named Marlon who fell in love with a girl named Cat. Like her name suggests, she had claws --- sharp ones. But the thing about cats with sharp claws is that as much as they hiss and scratch, they still enjoy being stroked... (Working blurb, ha.) *Cover by @bullethood*

about a girl who is beautiful but nothing else and a girl who is ugly but utterly talented [extended summary inside] -.-.-.-.-.-.- #FreeYourBody

And perhaps, we never forget because the universe don't want us to.

(Cover by @doppeIgangers ) Welcome to the Screwed Up Club, we hope you enjoy your stay. Please let us know if there's anything we can do to help you deal with your terrible life. If not, enjoy the ride and try not to be too self-destructive. *** Ren isn't used to opening up to people. After years and years of having to keep her heart locked away for the sake of never getting it broken, she's left alone and desperate for a new start. The perfect opportunity to get away from her life comes in the form of a college two states away and a house that the tenants call The Screwed Up Club, where the more messed up you are, the better. Here Ren meets people she actually finds herself wanting to be honest with, and even someone she may want to give her heart to. But things are complicated by Blue Jones, the elusive rebel with a dark past, that lives across the hall. He's everything Ren isn't, but Ren soon realizes he's just as much a member of the Screwed Up Club as she is. Suddenly Ren finds it hard to control the feelings and emotions she's kept reigned in so tightly, and he starts seeing her, the real her, regardless of how hard she tries to stay away. But even as Ren begins to let those closest to her in, she finds out that the demons of her past, of Blue's past, aren't willing to stay there. When their world comes crashing in around her, will she fight for the life she's made or will she run away again? #weareteenqueens

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Arabella Von Katt is .... the other woman. Too perfect to ever be owned by one man. Too wild to be a house wife. Too scared to fall in love. Too experienced to commit.

★ NOW PUBLISHED! ★ Hookup Culture Noun The idea that casual sexual encounters are the best or only way to engage sexually in college, a set of practices that facilitate casual sexual encounters, and an organizational structure that supports them (Lisa Wade, American Hookup 2017). As a sociology major researching nightclubs, Laney Emerson finds hookup culture to be just another socially constructed phenomenon that is worth questioning, analyzing, and concluding about. As a twenty-something college student, Laney also finds herself immersed in the culture of hooking up, in which physically getting naked is often easier than admitting how you feel. © 2020 ℓαℓαℓαℓαwriting |ORIGINALLY A Short Story One-Shot (Walk of Shame) that received an HONORABLE MENTION in Romance Contest #12: Songspiration| *This story contains explicit language and implied sexual content*

#99 Romance [20/12/2016] An independent woman proposes an open marriage to her deceased brother's best friend to help pay his company's debt with the money her brother left her in his will as a 'wedding gift'. * * * * * * * * "Let me help you, Owen." Alice swivelled on the desktop to be sitting facing him directly. "We can get married right now, get the money and file for divorce the next second." She was nearly leaving him no choice. But then again, his concern wasn't fully about the money. "And... and what about us?", he inquired in a low voice. "What about us?", Alice told him innocently. He grabbed the forearm she rested her weight on the table and shocked her by pulling her down onto his lap. Their face came inches apart. Her bosom touched his chest. Her hands instinctively set on his hard chest. A gasp escaped her mouth at the surprisingly electrifying contact of their bodies. He felt that too. For a second, his eyes wandered to her lips. Then he shocked her with his next words. "If I marry you, I can't divorce you." YOUR COMMENTS AND ANY FEEDBACK ARE MUCH APPRECIATED Cover art designed by myself Photo credit to https://sarahlouisejohnson.deviantart.com/

C O M P L E T E D In which a Puerto Rican woman with a strong exterior (and a rather weak interior) learns that her past yields no power over her, and she can learn to love the man that she just wants to fuck. ~*~ Published: 12/09/2016 Cover: _salacious

"I could nibble at your nose... or at your ear... or at your lips... or..." • • • It's December, and Jack Frost has just come to town. Literally. Summer is one of those people who hates winter. Not just because she was named after the opposite season, but because she hated the cold with a burning passion. But when a stunning man with silver hair, frosty blue eyes and a jovial charm walks into her coffee shop, ordering an iced caramel macchiato with extra ice, she suddenly finds it hard to hate the cold. Especially when (despite his constant cold hands) he always seems to burn her with his touch. Something seems off about him, and Summer is not mistaken. Jack Frost is known for bringing on the cold, but Summer is about to learn that he sure as hell knows how to turn on the heat, too.