#4 in romance 130817 #1 in Love 100518 "Your heart, Skin, Breath, Blood, even your tears is mine. Don't ever think to give to somebody else." Ewan Marshall Wellington. Bagi Ewan kebodohan dan kesalahan hanya dilakukan sekali, karena itu saat lima tahun yang lalu tunangannya memutuskan untuk mengakhiri hubungan mereka, Ewan memutuskan untuk tidak terlibat lagi dengan wanita itu. His Temptress adalah kisah yang akan membawa anda kedalam hidup seorang Ewan Marshall Wellington, seorang pria yang mampu menjadi apa saja, seseorang yang menyebalkan, dominant dan loveable . Dan pada akhirnya kalian akan bertanya bagaimana ending untameable, freeman and dominant ini dalam menghadapi masa lalunya? Siap jatuh cinta? MargarethNatalia ©2017. All right reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means, mechanical, electronic, photocopying, recording or otherwise without the prior written permission of the author. This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author's imagination and are used fictitiously.

Working for a world-leading mafia, Harry knows how to kill, how to hunt his victims, and how to avoid any company of any kind. He's used to a lonely, quiet, and harsh environment. He is the best at what he does. And everything he does becomes problematic when he's assigned to protect the boss's daughter from world-known killers. Catalina tries to understand him, eventually failing because instead she falls for a man so willing to resist her. [Contains Mature Content]

Elena Carter was the most beautiful and popular girl you'd ever lay your eyes on. She has the perfect face, perfect personality, and perfect grades. She's the most popular girl in her high school in Holmes Chapel, and everyone adores her. Harry Styles is the school's bad ass. You would see him with his four best friends, Louis Tomlinson, Liam Payne, Zayn Malik, and Niall Horan all the time. It's safe to say that Harry's the leader of the group, and it's also safe to say that those four boys are the more feared people in Holmes Chapel. They get drunk, get into fights, and just have that bad guy aura around them. Harry and Elena are polar opposites. So what happens when detention brings them together? And Elena's parents try to tear them apart?

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

{book 5} - ❝ I'm Tammy Rodenhizer. Member of Prodigy. Rockstar. Rebel. And I don't trust you. I don't trust anyone and if you're wondering why, you're wasting your time for I'll never tell you. This is what I've become and this is all what I am today. And I'm content this way. I don't need anyone. ❞

{bonus book} - Dear Diary, This is the first and last time I start this… uh… entries? Whatever. It’s the first and last time I start one of these like this. How cheesy and overused, but I couldn’t think of anything else. To be honest, I’ve started this to keep track of a new –let’s call it project– I got interested in. So this will be my journal. That’s better, saying diary sounds too childish for me.

"There's no such thing as soul mates. I mean just because someone is perfect for you doesn't mean you're meant to be with them. The thing about love is that it's unexpected - the best kind anyway."

*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I admitted. "I used to be friends with a girl named Darcy... but she was kidnapped and never found again. I think that I'd like to name my daughter Darcy in her memory." My heart started to ache as I remembered Darcy Monroe and knew that I would never see her again. Or so I thought. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com

My thoughts you can't decode.. Sequel : Escape Route.

[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well; from the hallways, as well as class. He knew she spent days with her head in a book, or talking to the same group of people. There was nothing really special about her, nor did she catch anyone's eye for longer than five seconds. It confused him how she seemed to like it that way. He also knew that she was not just hard to get, but nearly impossible to. For someone as confident as him, he doubted himself quite a bit when it came to her. Nevertheless, he turned to his friend, a relaxed and casual look on his face, making him seem almost bored. "Deal." - Watty Awards 2013 Winner - Copyright © 2013 by funkystyles