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Beauty And Her Beast by tobeexpected
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He never wanted to be good, until he met her. He liked the feeling of fighting, until he met her. He liked being feared by everyone, until he met her. His favorite game was Russian Roulette, until he met her. He was who he was and never felt guilty about any of the horrible things he did, until he met her. She never wanted to take any risk, until she met him. She enjoyed the safety of a warm blanket and a book, until she met him. she didn't fall for temptation, until she met him. She thought the mafia only existed in movies, until she met him. She always dreamed of her fairytale prince charming, until she met him. Now beauty has her eyes on a beast, and it looks like the beast has his on her too. #57 in ROMANCE 4/4/17 #119 in Action 9/13/18
Au Pair ✔ by _salacious
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C O M P L E T E D In which a Puerto Rican woman with a strong exterior (and a rather weak interior) learns that her past yields no power over her, and she can learn to love the man that she just wants to fuck. ~*~ Published: 12/09/2016 Cover: _salacious
The Other Side. by AbbyTheAmazing
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Sometimes the side chick is better.
Fragile(NOT COMPLETED, UNDER REVISION, PLZ DONT READ RN) by CoruscantCadence
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Grace Willow has enough problems in her life as it is. The bullying at school is out of control, with students that torture her physically and mentally, and will stop at no end just to see her miserable, an abusive dad, and a mom who is always M.I.A she has no one to turn to. Having life always throw knives at her back, kick rocks at her feet, and blow dust in her face, Grace has seemed to gotten used to falling with no one there to catch her. Logan Hunter is a walking Romeo. He has the good looks, the bad boy personality, the tattoos, and of course the girls. He calls, and they come a' running. He smokes, gets high, drunk, and into fights 24/7. The thing he doesn't have is a good temper. When he's angry he's destructive. Not caring what he does or who he hurts in the process. He can't control his acts, because he can't control how he feels. When the two meet, something is bound to happen, and sparks might just fly. Could be sparks of love... or maybe something much much worse? Warning: This book does contain explicit language and sexual content as well as violent scenes. * This description kinda sucks after looking back on it after year of writing but please give this book a chance. I promise you it's not that terrible :P *
White Lies by blackdxhlia_
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"Lie to me," she whispered, her brown eyes glazing with tears, "tell me that you won't leave me again, that I'm the only one..." she gulped, feeling her bottom lip trembling with emotion as she fought to contain her calm composure, "that...that you love me." He nodded, rubbing his thumb against her cheekbone, caressing the freckles he adored so much and whispered, "I will never leave you again," his ocean blue eyes stared deep into hers, the intensity making her weak at the knees, "you're the only one, Savannah." Blake touched her bottom lip, making it tremble harder under his touch and he gave her a lopsided smile, "And I love you." His lips pressed against hers gently, making her gasp in anticipation and it was the most amazing feeling she had felt since he had left her. Everything felt in place, in order, she felt at home. But she knew it wouldn't last and she understood; she told him to tell her a lie. But the sincerity in his voice and eyes was clearer than any crystals in the universe. Maybe, just maybe, they were just white lies. ~*~ P u b l i s h e d : 1 1 / 1 7 / 1 5 C o v e r : m e