(Highest Ranking #76 in Romance) Chiara is a journalist. A good one. For the world to know that, all she needs is a scoop. Her instincts tell her that the Riders of Tyr have a few stories to offer to the public and she decides to expose them. Will her undercover act work or will she be caught by a tall, silent Rider with consequences she never saw coming? Ironhand is a soldier. A good one. All he needs is peace and quiet and for others to leave him the hell alone. But when the club is threatened by a journalist, he has to obey his King and take care of the problem. An enticing problem that won't shut up. Not all love stories start with flowers and romance.

Amila Capello otherwise known as Sophia Morretti, has just learned everything she thought she knew was a lie. Dealing with a broken heart, a never ending web of lies, and now a baby. This is her story! *Must Read Amare before this book.

(COMPLETED) BOOK TRAILER IN 1ST CHAP.! ~~ He had a beautiful Italian accent that sang into my ears every word he said. I stood up correctly and looked at him as he continued to stare ahead. He was so... perfect. Breathtaking really. He had dark hair with luxury eyes that blew me away. He turned his head and looked into my eyes. I wanted to look away but I also wanted to continue staring, mesmerized. (This story is so short, you could probably finish it in an hour :p ) WARNING: This story contains violence and mature scenes. Read at your own risk. Mercy. Copyright © 2018. All Rights Reserved.

*** I get a call from an unknown number and I have a vague idea of who it might be. "911 what's your emergency?" I answer, holding back a laugh. "Don't fuck with me Elena. Now tell where you are so I can pick you up and... Talk." Damn, he's sexy when he's angry. I bit my lip, looking for the metro sign. "Your kind of talk and my kind of talk are completely different at the moment" I laugh, spotting what I was looking for. "Oh yeah? You don't know until you try, isn't that right, principessa? " he says huskily, almost making me stop in my tracks. *** Helen is one witty funny girl and Dante is one driven Mafia head. What happens when they accidentally reenact one of their childhood fairytales? I guess you'll need to read to find out.

"I am so sorry I'm late." My red woolly hair flopped onto my face and I huff, throwing my bag on the chair to put it up. I haven't noticed the prisoner yet as I pull down my black pencil skirt that stuck to my hips a little too tight due to the shrinkage in the washing machine. "This. . . is my therapist?" A deep mocking voice came and I cleared my throat, finally meeting the seemingly Black eyes of Prisoner 409. My breath catches in my throat as a slow smirk grazes his face. The handcuffs remained stuck to his hand as he slowly rubbed his bare chin. "Behave 4-0-9" The prison guard slapped the table before leaving and I was still frozen. "Why wouldn't I? Chocolate just happens to be my favorite flavor."

Her story was different. She was broken, she was left alone and without anything left since a little angel came into her life. Her daughter. Her little angel, her everything in her every seconds and every single minute. For her, she will do anything. But she will never know, all of that will change... When the little angel meet her father. * "Welcome to Cardiff, sir." I added. He just smiled to me. "I have been here before, Stephanie." he replied, walking a little bit closer. My breath hitched. I cleared my throat a little before stepping backward slowly. But then, he followed. One step, two steps, a few steps before I stopped, we stopped, because eventually my back hit the wall, he came even closer, until our face a paper thin apart. "Nice to meet you again, love." he said, whispering to my ears brushing his nose slightly to my jaw.

On a bitterly cold January evening, Tracy Ellis went for a jog along Chicago's snowy lakefront and disappeared. Her body is discovered days later, her beautiful face bashed in with a rock. Police determine her brutal death to be a mugging gone wrong and drop the matter into their cold case files. Over a year later, Tracy's sister, Sondra, still can't come to grips with what happened. She throws herself into her work as a documentary filmmaker to try and forget the cruelty of her sister's death. However, a chance encounter with a man from Tracy's past rips the wound open and sends Sondra on a desperate search for answers about the secrets from her sister's life that may have led to her death. As Sondra struggles to uncover what happened to Tracy, she's launched into a tangled web of deceit and danger that put her on a collision course with life and death...

[Complete - Wattpad Featured Story April 2018 ] "You have a contract?" Chase ripped the papers out of Lewis' hands. "And you signed it?" "It's a good idea, Chase." I shrugged, resting my hands in my lap. "I just want things to go back to normal." "And you chalk the fighting up to sexual tension between the two of us? That makes a whole lot of sense," he scoffed. "No, I just think this protects us from having that kind of conversation. What if Lewis found out he had feelings for me-" "Or for Chase." Lewis added in with a seductive smile. "It always starts with a hand on the shoulder." - Bree Hendly's life had never been truly complicated. She had her father, she had her best friend Chase, and she had her writing to keep her sane. But that didn't mean that everything would always be so simple. The second Lewis Doolan and Alan Green inserted themselves into her life, she knew that things would change. Her best friend and secret crush begins to pull away, only for her to find out that Alan also holds a hidden love for her... Or so Lewis says. With this new knowledge of love under the two's belts, Bree and Lewis must find a way to keep these bubbling feelings hidden, or it could cost them the best friendships of their lives. Their solution? Create a rule, one that prohibits any, and all relationships outside of the friend zone. Though even if Bree and Lewis think they have things all figured out, Chase and Alan each have a plan of their own; One that includes capturing the heart of Bree Hendly for themselves, no matter what the cost may be. - ◦Winner of The Rubik's Story Award in the 2017 Prose Fiction Awards. ◦Completed! ◦Sequel - The Distance Theory - is now on Wattpad! © Shay Spencer. All rights reserved.

Sadie's secretly in love with her best friend Connor. When the lights go off at a party, she kisses him in the dark. The next day, Connor enlists her help to find his mystery kisser. Sadie is stuck in the middle, will she ever be able to tell him how she feels?

Just when it seems Emma Daniel has finally managed to piece herself back together, life threatens to rip her apart. Again. Add a coffee shop, an almost hit-and-run, and one very hot, very stubborn Cuban-American with secrets of his own, and you've got a recipe for disaster. Or maybe, a second shot at love. ©2015-2020 Grabbing Hold (The Motorcycle Kid #1) A Kennedy Goodwin Novel Highest Ranking: #117 in Teen Fiction (29/04/18) #125 in Teen Fiction (24/04/18) #150 in Teen Fiction (11/04/2018) #198 in Teen Fiction (09/03/2018) #252 in Teen Fiction (03/10/2017) A #BreakStereotypes Novel, part of the #StopVictimShaming Movement.