"I can't get you out of my mind, you're the first person I think of when I wake up, the last person I think about before falling asleep. I constantly want to be around you, I want to touch you. Dominique, I'm in love with you." She stared blankly at me searching my face. "You're crazy," she said before pushing passed me and slamming the door. I looked at the door she just exited, it then hit me that I made a horrible mistake. I just confessed my love for my brother's girl.

Currently being revised. - 21/08/2020 "I'm Leonardo Le Roux but you can call me Leo." He outstretched his hand. Is this even allowed ? Why is he treating me like I'm white. I hastily wiped my hands before shaking his soft and firm hand that made me feel weird so I quickly withdraw. "Nice to meet you Leo but I think I will stick to Sir. " I winked before heading out. I just met him minutes ago but I already feel comfortable enough to wink at him ? What is wrong with me ?

Ezra Grant was able to get any girl he wanted with just a charming smile and a light twinkle of sky blue eyes. He could intimidate anyone with his large stature and fearsome aura. However, he wasn't like most hot guys; he only pictures himself with one girl since the day he knew what the word 'love' meant... and the feeling only gets stronger everyday he's with her. Frankie Allen is 'her.' The quiet girl who has a harder time making friends with her indecisive tendencies and being slightly introverted. But if you ever got the chance to get to know her, you'd wish you'd only met her sooner because she's the most trusted, kindest, and beautiful person you could ever meet. That's who Ezra fell in love with, and each day the love he has for only grew stronger, and so did the difficulty of him not voicing it. But high school changes people and life can hit you hard. Hormones invade our system and it's harder to contain our emotions. So when Frankie starts developing feelings for Ezra, it's obviously fate. But is it fate that will keep them together? Or will the weight of the universe around them tear the lovers apart through jealous crazy exes, obsessed kidnappers, and deranged family members?

ded·i·ca·tion /ˌdedəˈkāSH(ə)n/ noun 1. the quality of being dedicated or committed to a task or purpose. "his dedication to his duties"

he'll catch her before she falls. (inspired by psyche and eros) • Not a moment later did a thump resonate through my room; and instead of light, a foreign presence filled the room. Someone was in my room. And I was going to die tonight. But I never got to meet Shawn Mendes yet! In the dark, I groped around my bed for my phone. The creepy stranger seemed to sense this. "I wouldn't recommend doing that," a husky voice rumbled through the room, raising goosebumps onto my bare arms. "Who are you? How the fuck did you get into my house?" I stalled, managing to keep my voice even. "Think of me as your guardian angel." • highest rankings | 01 in fantasy | 08 in general fic copyright © ardentlies

"I may not remember much, but I do know that I had the best time with you last night." Charlie drops his hand from his mouth and lifts his head to stare into my eyes, pushing his hair back from his face at the same time. "And I know this is awkward now, because I'm pretty sure we were both naked together in bed last night..." I choke on air, trying to dispel the imaginary object from my throat. Charlie reaches out and lightly grasps my hand; my eyes slide from our interlocked fingers to his shining pupils. "...but I still wouldn't change a single thing about it. So, I really do look forward to hearing from you later, Kaiydeen." It's like I've been taken hostage by his electric stare. I don't want to look away. I never want to look away. The busy noises of the street and the honking of the traffic fade as I lose focus, nothing strong enough to force my attention away from this boy. Finally, Archer loudly clears his throat as he flings his door open and plops into the car with a huff, breaking the trance between the two of us. I look away as I withdraw my hand from his grasp, trying to figure out what the hell just happened. This is going to be a long 6 months. ●●● Kaiydeen has always known what she wanted, more like who, but she never knew exactly how to get it. So she's complacent with biding her time until it, actually he, comes to her; no matter how long that takes. But then one day she crashes into someone she doesn't expect. Someone that has always had an eye for her, and he isn't satisfied with biding his time until she's his. But when the one person she's always wanted admits he wants her, too, she's forced to make a choice. Should she go for the boy she just met or the boy she's always known? There is some use of mature language in this story, so if your eyes are innocent and you want them to stay that way this might not be the story for you. Credit to @slueths for the incredible cover!!

Moriah Richardson was living her life to the fullest. CEO of her own decorating company. She had her own life planned out: College (which she completed) Marriage then Babies. But what happens when she finds out that she is pregnant with Liam Carter's babies? Will her life change for the better or will is get worse? Read to find out

"I thought we agreed on a mutual day of rest?" His large body was within inches of hers, their chests brushing with each breath. "Who ordered the hit?" He growled out and Omisha rolled her eyes. It was an unspoken rule to carry that kind of information to your grave- a rule she was certain Thorn knew. "And here I was thinking you were sort of smart." She remarked as she pressed the auto start button on her key fob. Thorn's hand roughly grabbed her arm and pushed her against her car, her fresh sutures protesting. "Look, if we're not fucking you have to stop man handling me." She groaned as his grip tightened effectively pushing her wound tighter against the car. "Would you be serious for two seconds?" He growled as he angrily searched her eyes for an ounce of information. ------ When an assassin's next hit is a widely feared hitman you'd expect plenty of bloodshed not a toxic romance. *Warning very graphic scenes of violence, death and sex* Full description inside!

The story of Dakota and Silvia continues in the sequel, Dismissing Dakota. ⚠️ DO NOT read the summary unless you want to be spoiled. None of this book makes sense if you haven't read Disarming Dakota ⚠️ Silvia Ellington is crushed by what she has just learned. A revelation she wasn't expecting has been thrown on her lap for everyone in town to see. Dakota is now a stranger - and Silvia wants to keep it that way. As weeks pass, Silvia can't help but miss the bad boy she's dismissed so easily. But she knows what she's done is the right decision. Soon enough, something more sinister begins to brew in the town of Crescent Heights. Silvia's trust in Dakota gets tests once more when the truth is revealed. Silvia OWN hidden past from Maine may not remain a secret for long either.

"Are you always such a dork?" I ask as I continue to examine his room. "What makes you think I'm a dork?" He asks amused. "I don't know, you just are," I say. He chuckles and the sound brings a smile to my face. Snap out of it, Rossita. He's not your type. ~~ A little of a weirdo, herself, Rossita finds herself confused when she goes from invisible to irresistible. Zack, the boy she thinks is her type might not be her type and as for Gomes -- only time will tell