Arian Moore is living a life of hell. Married to an abusive top dog Lawyer, she has never felt more alone in her life. But when she meets Aiden Emerson, she feels a new sort of hope for a better life. But Aiden has some secrets of his own. He has blood on his hands and a dark and dangerous ethic. "I just didn't want you to get the wrong idea about me," Aiden's brows furrowed as he watched me with concern. I gave him a little shrug and grinned. "I don't think bad of you. Honest. You can sleep with whoever you want." His teeth sunk into his bottom lip as he stared down at me. The green in his gaze became darker and he subtly shook his head. "Not whoever I want." Mature/graphic content. Assault Rape Domestic violence. Read at your own risk! Cover and graphics created by @Ashley_mariex ❤️ Copyright ©️

Just another love story. A nice, clean, and sometimes complicated love story set in South London. ***Please be aware that I started writing this when I was 14, and this is reflected both in the characters, their views, and my grammar/spelling in MANY parts of the book!

Author of Silently Falling, Fight For Her, and Love, Anonymous ---- *told from the males POV* To be considered a player, you have to create your game. It must be played by your own rules and on your own terms. The most important part; you can't lose. His game was easy to play. Until she came along. -- REVIEWS: "I'm starting to fall in love with this already." -Queenofhellkatherine "I can see this girl is not like any other! Wow!" -LadyLove512 "I always love your books so much!" -margrietsstories "And let the games begin!! Sooo excited to embark on a new adventure with this book!" -santos_sofi "It's so nice to have a change! I was getting bored of those cliche Wattpad girls! ❤️" -olivia_rodgers "Joey is so badass and her confidence is off the charts! She's amazing." -rach_304

She wasn't that drunk. So the six-foot something creature rummaging through her fridge half-naked, at eight in the morning was real. Now here's the tinsy winsy problem; She lives alone. ------------------------------------------------ Let's just say Catherine Wright wasn't having the best day. Everything just wasn't going well-right. So after a couple of sips of wine, she ended up 'praying' for some kind of distraction instead. Who knew the heavens answered prayers from drunk women. Now Damon Grace would be exactly what she asked for. And a few other things that would make her wish she never drank at all. (p.s. It wouldn't hurt to check the tags this story is on) Copyright © 2015 Liz Martinez All Rights Reserved

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