Jasmine Daniels is a nurse at Midwestern Memorial Hospital. She pours everything she has into her work and the patients adore her for it. From the outside it looks like she has it all together but what no one knows is that every night she's battling inner demons that remind her of a past she can't seem to forget, no matter how hard she tries. Ezekiel Bryant is a detective recovering from a gunshot wound at Midwestern Memorial Hospital. He was injured in a recent shoot out he lost his partner in. Feelings of anger and guilt plague him causing him to lash out at all the hospital staff treating him, including Jasmine. Jasmine has dealt with difficult patients before but none have stirred something inside of her like Ezekiel did. Ezekiel tried to remain unaffected by Jasmine's beauty but her calm and gentle demeanor is chipping away at his steely resolve. As past and present problems come against the two they must fight them in order to be together.

BOOK ONE of the Falling for a Muller series -(-)- her heart is on the mend, but his eyes are already set on her and he will stop at nothing to make her his. -(-)- "He was an inferno guaranteed to devour me, but, in this moment, I could imagine nothing better than becoming ash in his hands." 🖤 dark romance / thriller 🖤 [ previously "Doctor's Obsession" ]

You are ignorant and selfish. All the colors inside of you are gray, like the you smoke exhale. You are easily forgettable and, unethical. Life is a joke to you. You have no passions or hobbies. You do nothing all day. You don't care about anyone but yourself. You use women like toilet paper, but you're the real piece of shit. Your hair is messy and, body is lanky. Your eye's are always wondering and you aren't trustworthy. Your voice is aggravating and, cold and send the greatest chills to anyone close to you. You're just a loser with brown hair and blue eyes, you're not even my type. -BEAUTIFUL COVER BY CHATACHINO MY FAV AUSTRALIAN!!!♡-

There was no light within him. From the midnight curls to his charcoal eyes that stalked prey. He was the dark magic mother warned me of, and I wanted to be hexed. He was no match for me. "I want to know you" In which a girl whose only experience lays in fairy tales catches the attention of a towns most prolific underground boxing delinquent Bwwm #18 in Boxing the 22nd of December 2020 #30 in WMBW the 22nd of November 2020 #33 in WattyAwards 11th of December 2020 #51 in WMBW 11th of December 2020

𝙄𝙣𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 could begin from a single touch. --- (CURRENTLY EDITING NOVEL) After the death of Ambrosia Hill's grandmother, Josephine Hill, Ambrosia joins her family and relatives at the deceased woman's house to mourn their loss, accompanied by a lawyer and her son. Ambrosia and her sister question the cause of their grandmother's death and come to the conclusion that she was in fact murdered. Now she must uncover the dark secrets of her grandmother, but what will happen when Ambrosia falls in love with the young man whose mind is so very ill? - - - WARNING: Themes and chapters in this book may be unsuitable and disturbing for some readers. Such as murder, suggestive words, and descriptive events. Please read at your own risk. :)

Zara was a fairly shy girl. She's a friendly introvert back home in New York. She has friends but she wasn't open to making new friends. But that was before she moved to Alabama and met a rather unusual snowflake that spiked her interest and sparked a flame in her that she'd never felt before . Jax was a misunderstood soul. He was a "bad boy". But he never really liked opening up to people he didn't feel close to. For example, he only had one real friend . But he goes through things like everybody else . He believes smoking and drinking will numb the pain his inner thoughts bring. Will he ever stop? Nobody knows. Even after he meets Zara? Probably not. #1 in #antisocial 12/24/18 #2 in #bgwb 11/1/18 💞

WARNING: BOOK CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT Growing up in an all black household where her parents practically gave her the world, she used it her advantage. Taylor Scott had always admired her parents for all they had done for her. "Color is nothing more than a label," her mother constantly reminded her. "It's whats up here that counts." Her mothers motivation is what shaped her into your typical good girl. She gets outstanding grades and follows the rules. She's responsible, smart and not to mention beautiful; but what happens when she's granted with the task of tutoring the captivating yet striking bad boy, and even begins to fall for him? Did I forget to mention he's white?

Faith Tristens despises the color orange, going to the movies and Brendan Wenthward with a burning passion. Why, you ask? Well, The first one is way too flashy, the second one is too damn expensive and the third one is all of that combined into a wonderful pack of flesh and blood. Brendan is ridiculously attractive, funny, popular, athletic but there's that one unhinging thing about him that Faith hates just a tad too much. He's a player. And a good one at that. But here's the thing, no matter how many goals he has scored, there's always one he just can't seem to tackle and cross off his bucket list : Faith. And he's determined into evening out the score by laying out an ultimate touchdown.

Octavia. That's the name the world knows her by. One word. One name. At seventeen, she was a girl who had her spotlight when she was whisked away to co-star in what would be an award-winning movie. From that moment on, she had never strayed away. Now, at 24, Octavia is a star and has found herself in multiple productions. As she finds herself in Milan, Italy for a new and upcoming movie she is cast in, she crosses paths with Caleb Henderson, the famous writer known to the world as Romero Henderson. However, as the production of the movie begins, Octavia immediately decides her opinion of Caleb. She doesn't like him. She borderline hates him. She hates how annoying he is. She hates the stupid, random topics he always brings up. She hates how he almost always cuts her off whenever she's speaking. She hates how attracted she is to him. I exhaled, trying to rub the tiredness off my face with my hands. I looked down at his shadow on the ground to him. His face looked as if it was glowing from the sun, his eyes narrowing from the brightness. I let my gaze trail from the exposed tattoos on his arms to the stupid smile that was still on his face. "Why are you like this?" For a moment he didn't answer me. He simply glanced at me, knowing that I meant more in the five words. The smile on his face went from pure amusement to bitterness. It was something I had never seen before and I didn't think I wanted to see him smile like that ever again. He pivoted his head towards the sun once again and in a serious tone asked, "Would you have me any other way?" Cover: @EmSlough_

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