"I could tutor you, but I don't think you'd be able to concentrate." • • • When Cassandra Berry gets offered a shitload of money and a place at any college of her choice, just to con a man and getting pregnant with a said man, the answer seems pretty straight forward; Yes. - But Harry Xavier Devon is no mere fool. With two millennium prizes on his back and renowned around the world as the next Newton within mathematics, Harry easily sees through his brother's ploy to have a woman seduce him and get her pregnant when he himself can't have children. His brother in desperate need of an heir for his business empire, but Harry has no intentions of playing the scapegoat. Flipping the play against his brother, he pays Cassandra double the money to continue lying to his brother that they *are* having sex. He thinks he's gotten his revenge when it suddenly appears he's gotten more than he bargained for. Cassandra is no shy woman, or as previously thought, just a money-grabbing whore. Stuck in the same house together for a whole summer could prove to teach the mathematician that some things can *never* be calculated... - Especially when dealing with a (horny) woman.

[Completed] Previously called: "My Teacher is a Vampire" __________ This book is an actual mess and has more typos than I breath in in one day. I've written this book when I was... uh, holly shit, when I was 16, so it's cringy as hell. You understand everything. Since it somehow has more than 700k reads and people seem to love it a lot, I'll become a decent author for once and edit it thoroughly. * * * * * * When you run away from your dark past, you expect to find a paradise or something similar to it, whatever the fuck fairytale cliche waits at the end of a long road, I guess. So did I. I wanted to spend my life living without problems and worries, I really did. I was a decent person, I didn't fight for no apparent reason, I didn't curse (to a dangerous degree, at least) and I didn't look for trouble living as plainly as I could But that modrefuckre just had to enter my classroom out of all and find me. He couldn't have stayed in Russia or wherever his Vampire castle was and rule for the rest of his life (which is trust me, pretty long period), drink bloody snacks and order his evil minions around for at least next five decades and let me die as a human. No. That Vampire King just had to come in my life and claim me as his beloved. * * * * * Azriela is 17 and she is trying to get through her last year in the high school and even picked the most ordinary name, Alex, to do so. She's the most hated werewolf in the world, has a dark past and even darker destiny, but the worst of all? She is beloved of the most ruthless vampire in the world. Can she change him and change herself as well in the meantime, or are some mates just not supposed to happen? Caine: Will you ever shut up, mutt? Azriela: When you're done burning in hell, leech!

Toutes les nuits, une jeune demoiselle contemple le ciel étoilé avec admiration. Après minuit, un jeune homme fait de même avec passion. Une pluie d'étoiles peut changer une vie de la plus belle des façons. Ou détruire des destins et des rêves d'enfants, en une bourrasque de vent. N'oubliez pas que chaque minute compte. - Histoire courte - NDA : cette version n'est pas la version définitive #32 dans la catégorie Nouvelles le 28.08.16 #18 dans la catégorie Nouvelles le 07.10.16 #8 dans la catégorie Nouvelles le 05.04.17 #1 dans la catégorie Nouvelles le 30.12.20