Kristen Cortland has an enemy, and his name is Carter Morrison. He's your typical athletic hottie star quarterback of the football team, but he's also a raging jerk, yet everyone loves him, and Kristen just doesn't see it. Oh yeah, Carter just so happens to be Kristen's older brother Brendan's best friend. Funny how it works out like that, right? What happens when Kristen sees a whole different side of Carter she didn't know existed? Does she regret calling him a jerk? Is she going a little crazy because she feels herself slipping into the "a little infatuated with Carter Morrison" category? Does she even remember what she had for breakfast? Oh well, one thing she is sure of, jerk or not, he's still a sex god.

When Sebastian heard about the arrival of the new fifth-year, he hadn't paid it much mind. So if you told him that she would soon best him in a duel, cure his sister of her curse, and completely and utterly steal his heart-well, he wouldn't have believed you, quite frankly But, here he is.

A mad Dog/Kyotani Story. ⚠️All charters are of age although highschool.⚠️ You are Oikawas Sibling. Although more interested in arts you always support your brother and his friends in the game, often showing up ALSO Mizoguchi is a student Manger in this story (3rd year) cause I say so. And forgot. ⚠️All smut marked with this Trohpey case: #1 on kyotani #1 haikyuuxreader #3 haikyuulovestory

You are the epitome of everything Kylo Ren hates: a wild, superficial, and very tempting party girl. And Kylo Ren is the epitome of everything that scares you: a cold, rich, and successful powerhouse of an author. When Professor Ren moves in next door and you become one of his students, the two of you can't ignore the pull you have to each other. It becomes very clear that you are both much more than your first impressions implied. You are everything the other person needs. "Because you're young, you're wild, you're free You're dancing circles around me You're fucking crazy Oh, you're crazy for me" ------ This is an Alternate Universe fan fiction in which Kylo Ren is your professor and sugar daddy. If those power imbalances make you uncomfortable, then this is not the fic for you. Kylo is not very nice in the beginning but he turns very soft eventually. This is a slow burn with plenty of angst and spicy-ness. [Read introduction for more info/warnings].

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*

When a road trip goes wrong, Georgia finds herself trapped inside Maythorne Manor with four hot boys and a secret. She knows they're dangerous but will that stop her from falling in love? And when they tell her she is one of them, is it too late to run? A house of sexy boys. She starts to see past their appearances... the jackass, the playboy, the rebel, the best friend... and soon finds herself wrapped in an all-consuming romance, a dark mystery and a family worth killing for. All Rights Reserved Copyright 2020

Millie Ripley has only ever known one player next door. Luke Dawson. But with only a couple months left before he graduates and a blackmailer on the loose, will their love story stand the test of time? And will they both need to grow up to face the truth?

After an unexpected ceiling collapse sends her apartment into chaos, Madelaine Grayson ends up living with her brother - and dangerously close to his tattooed, way-too-charming roommate. He's off-limits... but resisting him might be impossible. *** When Madelaine Grayson's bathroom ceiling caves in, it's not just drywall that crumbles. It's her entire world. Forced to move in with her brother, she finds herself swept up in the chaos of his new protective attitude - especially when it comes to his tattooed roommate, Noah Laurier. Noah is the epitome of perfection: sweet, hot, and embedded into every thought Madelaine has. But he's forbidden, and the closer she gets, the harder he is to resist. Well... what her brother doesn't know can't hurt him, right? *** "Matt's sister, I presume?" He walks towards the couch and my eyes widen. He's tall. I thought I was tall but this man could tower me, and when he reaches a hand towards me, there's an intricate clock tattooed on the back of his hand and his fingers have bones tattooed over them. This man is not human. He's tall and angular and dripping with sex appeal. This man is hot. Capital H, capital O, capital T. I don't think I've ever seen a human being so attractive. All I can think about as I force myself to keep my eyes on the screen is the feel of his jaw beneath my hand, and it takes everything in me not to look back at him.

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓 ᥫ᭡ 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲 𝑰 "𝑰'𝒎 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆. 𝑶𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑰'𝒎 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒊𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔" - 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚 𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐨 ᥫ᭡