Isabella Harper, a nineteen-year-old, lost her color vision after her sister's suicide. She shut down herself from everyone and remained in her world until her parents force her to go to college. She couldn't get into a hotshot university since she was home-schooled. Isabella settled with a community college in Dunwoody, Georgia. Trying to live a normal life with her vision, Isabella is dragged into a whole new world. Everything happens for a reason. She met new people, experiences new emotions, and discovers secrets and the reason behind her sister's death. Now she wants revenge. Battling demons from her past, going to underground fights and nightclubs, hacking into a porn site, and on top of everything, there's Hunter Armstrong. Warning ⚠️ This book contains dark themes, mature and triggering content, i.e. description/talk of suicide, rape, porn, and mature language. ~^~^~^~ His lips cupped mine, and a swell of warmth unfurled in my heart. It was gentle and soft, something I never expected from a guy like him. He moved his right hand from my cheek to my waist, tugging me against him, and molded our bodies together. A wave of electricity went down to my core when he licked my lips. "Open your mouth, Bella." His commanding husky voice against my lips jolted my heart, and I followed his order like a slave. With no control, a moan erupted from my throat as his tongue met mine. It was barely audible, but I knew he heard it when he smiled against my lips. He swept my hair from my face to my back and gathered them in his fist. He tugged my head back, deepening the kiss, and my heart thrashed in my chest. At that moment, I didn't need drugs to know what being high felt like because his lips were enough to send me on nine clouds. Just once and I was addicted to it. If this is how being kissed feels like, then fuck, I've wasted a lot of time. ~^~^~^~ FEATURED ON: @Romance (Romantic Suspense) HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 Goodgirl, Darkpast #2 Badboy #5 Newadult

A soulmate is a person with whom one has a feeling of deep or natural affinity. They aren't literally supposed to be a soul... Right? • • • • • "Listen, dude." I rubbed my hands over my face. "I don't get a single thing you just said and I'm not interested either. So I politely ask you to leave." I plastered a smile on my face. "Naw." My jaw clenched. "Excuse me?" "You are the only one who can see me. So naw, I'm not going anywhere." I blinked my eyes and tried to process his words, but remained blank. "I'm the only one who can see you?" He bobbed his head. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself because this guy wasn't making any sense. "Leave my apartment or else I'll throw you myself." "Fortunately, that's something you can't do." He grinned. "Why?" "Because you can't touch me." I rolled my sleeves up to my elbows and cracked my knuckles. "This is your last warning, Finlay." I glowered and narrowed my eyes, trying to intimate him. "Leave." His lips stretched into a full grin, showing off his swoon-worthy dimples. "You're going to hurt yourself." "We'll see about that!" I yelled and launched myself at him. Instead of tackling him on the ground, as I imagined in my mind, I flew through him into the living room. "OPH!" I groaned as I landed on my face on the floor. I rolled on my back and rubbed my chest. F**k! "Are you ok?" Finlay came and crouch down next to me. "What the..." I sat on the ground and frowned as I stared at him. "I told you..." I ignored him and hesitantly held my hand in front of him and pressed it against his chest. My eyes bugged out of my sockets when I saw my hand go past him and came out of his back. "That tickles." He chuckled, and that was the last thing I remember before I faint. • • • • • FEATURED ON: @NA (It's Always the Butler) @mystery (Partners in Crime) @mystery (Cozy) @Badassreads (The Dauntless) HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 Paranormal, Soulmate, mysteryromance #2 Secrets #5 Slowbu

Victoria Jones aka Mrs. Grinch hates Winter and the holiday season. Her brother asked her to come to their hometown to meet his fiancée, the same town which she never visited after graduating. On her way, an unexpected series of events happen to her and her dog, Mini. She meets her first love after nine years and the feelings she had for him blossom again. Daniel Moore, the total opposite of Victoria loves Christmas and challenges Victoria that he can change her heart. Will Victoria be able to fight her feelings or fall for the same guy again? Can Daniel change her heart and bring her holiday spirit back? *~*~*~*~* "If you would let me, I can bring that holiday spirit inside you back." He offered. I frowned and look at him. "What do you mean by that?" "Spend this Christmas with me and you'll see." He smiled. Spend an entire Christmas? With him? Hell yeah! "Sure, I'd love to." His grin widened. "But I can't guarantee that it'll work." I grinned. "Challenge accepted." He smirked. We stayed like that, looking at each other with stupid smiles on our faces when unexpectedly it felt hot. Did Mini open a heater or something? He gazed into my eyes. Suddenly my mouth became dry and I unconsciously licked my lips, which made him look at them. I gulped. His eyes stayed there and I saw his Adam's apple bobbed. He leaned in, making my breath hitch. My heart throbbed so fast that it might explode any second. I looked at his lips; they look so soft, pink, and yummy. He continued leaning his eyes darted between my eyes and lips. When our noses touched, my eyes automatically closed, and I felt his breath on my lips. Is this happening? Are we going to kiss? My dream of marrying him will come true? *~*~*Winterfest 2020*~*~* HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Miracles in December [Words count: 20,000 - 25,000]

As Cara Valentine steps into her senior year, she's ready to make every moment count with her friends. But her plans take a surprising turn when she discovers that Elijah Phoebus, the heartthrob who's been Daphne Venue's middle school crush, has just become single. Determined to help her best friend snag her dream guy, Cara steps up as the ultimate matchmaker. The only hitch? Blake Amore. The irresistible bad boy who seems to have his own agenda. But Cara's mission is clear. "We'll have four months to execute our plan." I explained. "And if it doesn't work?" Sophia raised an eyebrow. "We won't know until we try." I shrugged. "This is your call, Daph. I've got a twenty percent chance this might not work, but-" "More like sixty," Sophia interjected. I ignored her. "What do you say?" Daphne hesitated, her eyes darting between us. "I-" "Do you want him?" I asked, my gaze steady. "Yes," Daphne admitted. A wide grin spread across my face. "Then I'll be your Cupid." Will she be able to shoot straight when love, and maybe even Blake, get in the way? ➽─────────❥