Meet Mayla, an opinionated woman who is witty and sarcastic and not to forget the soon to be CEO of Grayson Industries. Now meet Ryan, who is equally opinionated with a cold exterior but is a soft, loving person from inside and is a CEO himself. When they cross paths, a great story starts of love, friendship, loyalty and a mysterious happening they are unaware of. How will they conquer the challenges and problems about to come their way? ---------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm addicted to you Mayla. ~Ryan Knights I want him and he wants me. Nothing else matters anymore. ~Mayla Grayson ---------------------------------------------------------------------- By @Reynwandag This is so refreshing to read. Straight to the point and no overrated dramas...just love. By @Budi2002 The writing is amazing. The whole book is full of action, mystery and romance and the characters are amazing. This should be a series.

Edited by @kokobycole .... "Wait, Collins do you know this girl?" "Uhhh yeah I do. You know her?" Collins asks back. "She's the mannerless girl I told you about that couldn't even apologize after breaking my IPad" he eyes me scornfully. I give him the glare of the century. "No man, she's not like that. She couldn't apologize coz she's MUTE!". Avalon Williams is a beautiful mute 21 year old. She has people who understand her quiteness. She get to meet an arrogant rich handsome guy that insulted her not knowing she was mute.. WARNING : CONTAINS MILD ABUSE AND MALTREATMENT. Inspired by 'Ovy's voice'. Cover made by @kokobycole Enjoy! Check out my other story, spices and Seoul, leave ur comments I'll reply everyone💕

He is smart, rich and handsome. A child prodigy. Girls love him and boys respect him. In short he is the epitome of perfection, looked up by everyone. The perfect one. But one thing. He hates the female population with a passion right from his childhood. She is kind, gentle and sweet. She lives in her own world often oblivious to the world around her. She never has a boyfriend nor intends to have one cause she is not interested. One accident.One kiss. One slip brought them together. Their worlds collide and merge. His hatred for female population starts to make an exception. Her heart starts to beat for a certain person. Spin off/Alternate version: Unforgettable Night(can be read separately)

Cover by KekekBronach Poppy McCormick was best friends with the school's most popular girl, Belle Jones, before Belle even became popular. After an incident nobody knows about, Belle turned everyone in the school against Poppy. All but one person. Grayson Prince plays by his own rules and doesn't listen to a single person. Being the bad boy of the school, he has his own past. Naturally, he doesn't listen to any rumors he hears, including the ones about Poppy. After meeting one day, Poppy determines to prevent having Grayson turned against her. And Grayson is determined to keep Poppy protected from the school and his past.

"Shh... Just a little bit more," I told her, unable to separate my lips from hers. A smile appeared on her lips as she straightened taller on her tip toes. It had been days since I last had her in my arms. I wasn't letting go just like that. I had this girl; a woman that had me enchanted for all I knew.. Dark brown hair, and green eyes that seemed to be grabbing my soul whenever they looked back in mine. With this girl, the electricity I needed to jump start my heart never stopped. Because, this woman... She was always a mystery to me. No matter how much time I spent with her, she was something new. Something different. Pure, raw, untouched. Each of her words were precious, her laughter -- a remedy, and the feel of her body was what healed me. I saw wildness in her eyes, yet felt gentle passion under her fingers. A heart of flame, a soul that played like mine. I felt those sparks under her every touch, and held her closer each time, knowing that I may not feel it in days, knowing that every minute with this girl was legendary. Knowing that it might be taken away from me.. And just that one kiss was more addictive than any drug known to man. Dear Lord, I couldn't fight against the thoughts that were going through me. Her smell was flooding my senses now... Blurring my head, and tearing me apart with the simple fact that I was letting her go again. Not again.. Lana.. My sin. The girl that had me under her spell, and the one I was ready to die for. The daughter of the Morphers, and on the side of my darkest enemies. The love I vowed to keep safe and risk my life for.. Once again, walking away. And I... I was a fool in love. For them, just another creature of the night. I was the opposition. One of the leaders, yet unable to keep away from our very enemy. The gracious Lana. The fearless princess. The one I was supposed to kill, not cherish and adore. But it was the hunger that brought us together, and the feast that brings us back.

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.

One night stands are tricky. Especially when there aren't any condoms involved. ... Stila: the 24-year-old college graduate still living with a roommate. A gay roommate. She works as an assistant for her asshole billionaire boss, who's 50 and never brushes his teeth. He's also the CEO of Telecable, a brand kind of like Apple but better. Clyde: the 28-year-old man who is Forbes #1 hottest billionaire bachelor. He lives alone but is never alone. He spends his days as the CEO for his late father's old company, Tek83. Clyde spends his nights hooking up with countless women. What happens when the two meet? __ Cover by @Jenny_Lawry ___

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE." He yelled glaring at me. I couldn't help my tears. Why is he doing this? "Honey, Hunter please listen-" I started but he just cut me off. "DON'T CALL ME THAT." He said taking a threatening steps toward me. "You are so good." He said grabbing my arm harshly. I lowered my gaze. "I gave you everything." He said coldly. "And you go sleep around. And with my damn brother." He said which just made me angry. "I did not cheat on you Hunter." I said loudly. "If you could just listen to me." I pleaded crying harder. "Get your ass out of my house now!" He said dangerously. "Hunter, please." I said putting my hand on his arm. "Hunter, I'm pre-" He cut me off again. "Just get your things and leave." He said walking away. Twenty years old Stella Simmons thought was happy, didn't think that someone would want to harm her. She was married to Hunter Knight, the only man she ever loved. Ignoring the fact that he was ten years her senior, she gave him everything. Everything wasn't enough apparently. Be careful who you trust... *****

Filled with imagines & preferences with the cast of the Vikings series. This book is finished, there won't be more chapters added. ivarhoegh © 2017

OC - Harley Winston, is a front singer for a heavy metal band called Bad Company. On her journey, she meets the actor who plays her favorite role in her favorite series. Will the life on the road prevent her from following her heart, or will she take a chance? OC x Travis Fimmel