Here's a wlw enemies-to-lovers story! Excerpt: "I can't have more of your soup," Reva says, craning her head to look up at Ayza. "It's delicious, you make great soup, but if I have it again, I'm afraid I might just fall asleep and never wake up." "Don't talk like that, fucking asshole." Reva laughs. "You're acting like you'd mind if that happened." Ayza frowns. "I would very much mind." "Would you? I don't think you would. That wouldn't be awfully enemylike of you." "Yes," Ayza insists. "I've been nursing you back to health for the past few days. I could've just left you to die if I wanted. But I didn't want you to die." "I would've survived. You're so dramatic." "You keep saying I'm dramatic, but I think all of us remember you walking into shoeless Steve's house in your giant high heels and handing in your resignation with that grand speech. Or have I made that up?" "That was necessary drama," Reva waves her arms dismissively. "You're dramatic for no reason." "I could've killed you," Ayza insists. "Poisoned you." "But you didn't." "But I didn't, out of the goodness of my heart. I could have. You," she says, jabbing a finger at Reva, "are far too trusting." "You wouldn't hurt a hair on my head." "How are you so sure of that?" Ayza sneers. Reva wonders if she should do it. She should, before she loses her nerve. She reaches up and kisses Ayza's forehead. "You just wouldn't," she murmurs. - From Chapter 21: No More Soup *Note, Ayza uses she/they pronouns, so chapters from their perspective will feature both of those.

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Deadly assassins Allegra and Ace have been trying in vain to kill each other for years. With a mutual enemy threatening their mafias, they find themselves in an unexpected alliance, and soon discover killing each other isn't the only temptation they need to resist... ****** Allegra Grey is poised to be the next great American mafia leader, and she's more than living up to the name. A skilled assassin, there's only one target who's ever gotten away from her-suave, sinfully handsome Ace De Luca, heir to the Italian mafia and the Greys' biggest rival. When both mafias are faced with a dangerous threat, they're forced to work together to protect their families, and unexpected sparks fly. Allegra definitely isn't one to sleep with the enemy, especially an arrogant womanizer like Ace. But there's an undeniable electricity between them and Allegra's not sure it's all hatred. Ace may be bad news, but Allegra's never been afraid of a little danger. As the fire they're playing with grows to a scorching blaze, one thing is clear: trying to kill each other may have been difficult, but resisting this intense chemistry will be impossible. [[Word count: 100,000 - 150,000]] Cover designed by Regina Dionela Content/trigger warning: Contains mature themes, violence and gore

❀ FEATURED ON WATTPAD'S EDITORS' PICKS LIST ❀ [The Closer is intended for readers with an appetite for the dark and sexy. Read at your own discretion.] "What about that no fucking colleagues policy, huh? The one you so haughtily rubbed in my face?" The way to wound my heart is through my pride. The bastard knew that. But the look in Hans' eyes told me this wasn't a game to get me all riled up. "If your office ethics involve you getting into Tim's pants, then why don't I get to play too?" His hands flew down to my legs, tickling the bare skin on my legs and shocking me into stillness when I felt him pull up the corners of my dress till they were bunched up at my waist. "You can't," I breathlessly whispered as he forced my legs apart. One hand sauntered up to my neck, resting at my collarbone while the other snaked between my legs, parting my thighs until he had all of me resting at the tip of his fingers. "Is this cause of him," he growled, his finger dipping into my heat just slightly, circling the entrance, "or me?" He sounded so needing, so deprived. It turned me on knowing that I was the one making him feel this way, that despite being the one thrown up against a wall, I had the ultimate power over this man. "It's...It's you." I gulped and met his eyes. "It's all you." ● What happens when an unstoppable, hard-hitting business woman meets an unmovable, chauvinist, and utterly exhausting heir to a multi-million empire? Disaster, of course. For Tris, Hans Castellan proves to be more than a challenge of the heart and of the body. For Hans, Tris Henderson turns out to be a woman worth fighting for, despite a rocky start and more than a few broken hearts. Then again, no one said closing this deal would be easy. ● © Beatrice Manuel, All Rights Reserved

Olivia Windsor is a famed fashion model and socialite living in New York City. With her radiant looks and slender frame, the twenty-two-year-old is the face of highly coveted editorials. Olivia effortlessly follows the stringent requirements of the model industry, until one serendipitous night when her entire life changed. Parker Baylor, the new team captain for the New York Blaze, is at the all time high of his career. As one of the best professional hockey players in the NHL and the most eligible bachelor in the city, he's living the high life of a twenty-five-year-old. That all comes to an end with one run-in with an enticing brunette. Who would have expected their single encounter to result in a lifelong bind? ** undergoing major editing **

Sequel to "The Struggles of Dating a Demon." Mabel knew dating a demonic guardian was hard and, in cases like hers, sometimes resulted in a brief loss of life. Nevertheless, she wouldn't trade her Aleron for anything, and, with both Hell and Earth saved from the most recent crisis, all is peaceful. That quickly changes when the newest ruler of Hell, Colby, decides that rules are really just suggestions, and his poor decisions begin to stir up trouble. Horrible nightmares, a disobedient Death, angry warlocks, suspicious repairmen, and best friends fighting leads to a whole new set of struggles for Mabel. How's a simple human to cope? Why, by putting her nose where it doesn't belong, of course. What could possibly go wrong? (Spoiler alert: A whole Hell of a lot, pun intended) *** Highest Ranking: #3 in Mystical 9/2/20

Mabel's boss dabbled in awfully questionable business for the owner of an herb store, and she never blinked when he had suspicious-looking visitors. On one particular Sunday, though, Mabel couldn't help but watch the man leaving Herman's office with a critical eye. It wasn't his impressive height, dark eyes, or shaggy hair that kept her curiosity piqued. Instead, it was the way the shadows seemed to collect around him, dancing under his feet as he walked and vanishing abruptly as soon as the door shut behind him. ***** "Do not call me 'Death,' Little One." He reached a hand down to help her up, but Mabel swatted it away, standing on her own and scowling. "Don't call me 'Little One,' Death." She fired back, crossing her arms and straightening her back to look taller. "And, besides, you're the one who told me your name was Death, so what else am I supposed to call you?" The raspy growl that rolled from his throat didn't sound anything like a chuckle, but the slight smile on his face told her otherwise. "Aleron." ****** He brings death to those deemed wicked, but sees her as an angel and vows that nothing will harm her under his watch. Highest Ranks: #1 in Littleone 8/7/2019 #1 in Mystical 8/25/20; 9/2/20; 9/11/20; 6/13/21 #1 in Mythical 9/25/20 #1 in Devil 5/16/21 #1 in Heaven 5/20/21 #4 in Paranormal 8/25/20 #1 in demon 8/7/22

MATURE CONTENT Alejandra Castillo is a successful woman. After the death of her parents, she inherits the family restaurant. She helps the business grow and, soon, it is flourishing. The restaurant becomes her world and she succeeds enough to open a second. She hasn't had time for men in her life, she's been grieving and building a name for herself. Domenico Lencioni is your typical Italian Mafia Don. His sights have been set on Alejandra for a while, but he's been giving her time to recover from her loss. He's been waiting for her to find herself again. He knows exactly what he wants, and it is Alejandra. He believes that she is finally ready for him, all these years later. Fortunately for Alejandra, Domenico has a proposition for her... THIS BOOK CAN BE FOR FREE READ ON INKITT. I am really sorry to have taken this down, but Wattpad deleted one of my books without warning and then fired me from the Creators program 24 hours later. As a result, I have removed all works. I have my profiles on here to promote my works and ask you to kindly go to Inkitt and Radish to read them, to read myself and connect with my angels.

Declan "Boss" Packard is dominating and powerful, with a deep need for control. Being the leader of a Special Ops team at Knight Security, his missions are priority and his teammates are his life. The word "love" has never been a part of Declan's vocabulary and he has never been interested in romantic bullshit, but Lexi Bradshaw changes that in an instant. Lexi awakens every protective and possessive fiber of Declan's being, but when her past returns to haunt her can Declan surrender his need for control in order to save her life?