"Stop it, Dax." I wouldn't meet his eyes, I couldn't. His hot breath trailed up my neck, his soft lips ghosting over the exposed flesh. He chuckled when my back arched involuntarily, my cheeks flaring hot and pink. "It's Officer Rivera, to you." His deep voice rasped quietly in my ear. "Besides, you don't want me to stop, Princesa." "If you don't stop, I'll-" "You'll what?" He interrupted, smirking against my jawline. "Call the police?" Jane Kingsley is a Veterinary Medicine major at the University of California-Davis. If she isn't at school, she's either working or lounging around the house she shares with her best friend, Vivian Tyler. Everything in Jane's life was getting back to normal, almost boringly average. But then Officer Daxon Rivera moves in next door. Flirty, sexy, and a total asshole: Officer Rivera is everything Jane wants to stay away from. But can she? -Mature Content within- Ranked #32 in Romance [2-1-2018]

Imagine that you go to bed tonight and in the morning you wake up to find that four years have gone by. That's exactly what happened to Cassie Clark. When she went to bed, she was only nineteen years old, but when she wakes up thousands of miles from home and all alone in a New York City hospital with no memory of how she got there, she's twenty four. The only memories Cassie has are of her everyday boring wholesome life back home in South Carolina, but when she wakes up she's confronted with the fact that the last four years of her life have been anything but boring or wholesome. Being in New York with no money, no family, no friends, and no job is scary enough, but now good girl Cassie is left with nothing but the pieces of a past that she can't believe could actually belong to her and the mystery of what led to her being found beaten nearly to death in an old deserted warehouse. To top it all off, the only person who seems to care about Cassie anymore is a boyfriend who she doesn't even know. Owen Tracer was nothing more than a player and a thug. Girl after girl and working for the mysterious 'business' had left him burnt out and tired of his own life. He was ready to get out, take the money he'd earned before it got him killed, and go straight, but the business had one last job for him to do before he was free. Tasked with posing as the boyfriend to a girl who had somehow tangled herself in a business mess, Owen goes to the hospital prepared to feel her out for any information she may have and to get rid of her if she knew too much. What he wasn't prepared for was finding that the girl was none other than Cassie Clark. Not only did he know the girl, but he couldn't stand her. However, the Cassie he finds isn't anything like the one he remembers. Owen was only supposed to get close enough to find out if she was a danger to the business. He wasn't supposed to fall for her. But once he does, he's the only one who can save her.

"Kiss me." He orders, slamming my locker shut. "Is she coming?" I ask, turning my head to look behind me, but he grabs my face and makes me look up at him. "Yes, now kiss me." I do as told, getting on my tippy toes as I lean up to kiss him. He kisses me back slowly, before he pins me against the lockers and deepens the kiss. My eyes widen and I try to push him away. This isn't part of the deal. He pulls away, a full on smirk plastered on his face. "I lied." He confesses, turning around. "She wasn't coming." Then, he walks away.