In which a girl can't go a day without an anxiety attack and a boy can't go a day without noticing

---▪︎ A Wattpad featured story ▪︎--- What if you run away from one wedding only to get entangled in another-with a complete stranger? *** Doing things without thinking twice is Eve Kavinsky's second nature, just like that one time she nearly burst the science lab with explosive chemicals. But hold on, that's not the worst of it. The story of her life begins in the form of a runaway bride and chasing goons. Add in taking hasty vows and 'accidentally' getting married to a stranger while trying to escape the said goons. Remember how they say 'Stranger Danger'? It isn't until Eve signs an agreement of maintaining a marriage facade for a year to both of their advantages, with her accidental husband slash supposed stranger, does she realize the man she married isn't stranger but all danger. There's something about the criminal lawyer, Axel Hernandez, that is full of lethal calm and burning vengeance. The more she knows about him, the more he confuses her. Yet, somehow Eve's atoms connects with Axel's atoms just about right and they create explosive chemistry. Not just romantic ones, but also dangerous ones. And who knows, Eve might be hiding secrets of her own. Dark, twisted secrets.

It was a war for her. With her people and the demons that were plaguing her mind slowly and gradually chipping her away. He wasn't her prince charming or the knight in the shining armour. But he stumbled upon her, saw her. Saved her from herself and made her his. She wanted peace, he lived for thrill in his life. She wanted calming nights, but he brought delightful chaos with him. And she loved and lived it with him in them. But will she win the battle that awaits her with bloodshed? Or will he look her for the monster she has been called all her life?

"Luci I wanted to-" "Don't f*cking call me that," Lucifer interrupted, speaking in a monotonous voice, whilst staring intently at the marbled floor beneath his feat. "It suits you though!" Dior defended in a giggly tone, but his expression did not change. "I said don't f*cking call me that." "You can even give me a silly nickname if you'd like," she proposed. Silence "Eh, you'll learn to love me one day." Little did she know, he already did. ------------------------------------------------ After the kidnapping and torturing of Dior Delilah Hamilton, the only daughter of the biggest mob boss in New York, Dante Hamilton, her father had no choice but to hire a full-time bodyguard for her, otherwise known as : Lucifer Alistair. Dior Delilah Hamilton Despite how the world has treated her, the contagious smile on her face never faltered. Bringing joy to those around her was her addiction, and the innocent aura surrounding her can never go unnoticed. With 3 older brothers, and a mafia man for a father, she was protected beyond belief. Or so they thought... Lucifer Alistair. His name itself causes the strongest of men to shiver in their boots. And boy did he live up to his name. He'd been let down all his life and learnt to never expect anything from anyone, because everyone will leave you in the end. His mind was set. He was to be a lone wolf til his last breath. Broken, misunderstood, heartless, soulless even, Lucifer could not be fixed. That was until Dior slithered her way into his shattered heart, and vowed to make it whole again. ---------------------------------- I don't own any pictures used in this story All rights reserved, do not copy my work

Devil's Due: To acknowledge the positive qualities of a person who is unpleasant or disliked. Harry Styles, the brooding and intolerable tattoo parlour owner, meets River, a stubborn and somewhat oblivious girl, who just doesn't understand the reasoning behind his nefarious ways but is determined to find out. River comes to realize that Harry's hiding something much deeper than expected... only once those secrets come to the surface, it's too late to turn back. -- *18+ // Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content*

It was rumored that a beast lived in the shadows, he was known as the sex beast long before a battle went down and after that, he was known as the scarred beast who preyed on females in heat. No female had ever survived his wrath, or bore his mark. Except for one. Lilliana never thought what she would come across on one fateful night where she felt more hornier than ever. Once marked by the beast, everyone frowned upon her and she was ruined until the beast appeared again, claiming her as his. 18+ (Jumps into action real quick!)

There's more out there than you think. Ashley Cartwright works on a secluded island for her father as a secretary. The lab her father works at it planning on discovering something big, something Ashley doesn't find out about until it's too late. They aren't the only secluded island, and there is another species no one has ever known about until one of them is captured and brought in. Subject Zero. Cover by blck_n_whte (EDITING) #1 in Science fiction 8-2-18 #15 in Romance 1-4-19

Willow's always been known as the good girl with the wealthy parents who could do no wrong. Little do they know that this seemingly perfect girl has some less than perfect secrets; and the fact that she's been sneaking out past curfew every night since the beginning of summer isn't the worst one. Distancing herself from the people at school has become lonely, but everything changes when a group of bad boys that she meets after curfew one night transfer to her school and begin to take an interest in her; one even more than the rest. But will they be able to protect her when events from her past re-surface and begin to get her into more trouble than she ever wanted? ********************** We were a circuit, electricity flowing through us at every connection, every light touch igniting a heat that was exhilarating but dangerous. Like we could catch fire and burn to the ground at any second. "Did you take your own advice? Did you ever forgive yourself?" I whispered, my words evaporating in the heat around us. He moved towards me, trapping me against the car door as his lips traced over my jaw, down to my neck. "This," he whispered, his thumb tracing the waistband of my jeans, making my breathing falter. "Allowing myself to feel this happiness, to feel you...this is me forgiving myself." He kissed me, calming the raging storm in me and igniting a new one. I wasn't sure which would cause more destruction, but I knew only one had pretty blue eyes and a effortless smile that could convince me it was all worth it. It probably was.

What do you think would happen if you started seeing glimpses through your soulmate's eyes, knowing you're due to meet them in a week? [Book #1 of The Soulmate Series] © felicitate | 2015