{THIS BOOK IS SELF-PUBLISHED!! If you want to read a newer improved version you can read it in paperback or kindle (ku) on amazon!!} Getting stuck in the elevator with a famous hockey player was an accident, but falling in love is a choice. ***** Josie Scott was looking forward to a normal Friday evening of red wine and TV on her couch, but the building elevator had other ideas. Stuck in a tiny space with hockey star Wyatt Boone, they get to know each other to pass the time. But Josie never expected a little flirtation to turn into a steamy romance, an onslaught of paparazzi, and strangest of all: self-acceptance. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words] Cover designed by Adam Budny {BOOK 1 OF THE FALLING SERIES} {BOOK 2-FEAR OF INTIMACY} {BOOK 3-FEAR OF LOVE}

❝There is no sinner like a young saint.❞ ||MATURE CONTENT|| In which a girl sets her eyes on a forbidden man. COMPLETED. All rights reserved. kingkatewrites 2023. cover by alluringathena

art with a tinge of sex. of course I was attracted to it. just wish I knew who the artist was.

FEMALE CHARACTER IS INNOCENT AND CHILDISH!! READ THE TAGS!! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!! "Tell me something Azron." Lucifer said as he walked closer to the dangerous Demon. Azron turned so now he was facing his creator, the same one that's scared of him. "What will you do if we gave you a mate?" A dark smirk came upon his face. "I would fuč* her first then do the same thing that got me in this cell in the first place but...." There was a short silence as everyone held their breath- "This time, you won't catch me." What happens when God and Lucifer decide to give the dangerous Demon a Angel mate?? READ THE TAGS!! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!!

"I will" he said in all seriousness, "I'll get out of here" His eyes held so many emotions. His voice spoke every word so meaningfully that for one second, I thought I had made it up. He wouldn't take his eyes off of me, scrutinizing my every cell. He realized the effect he had on me by the way my breath caught on my throat, and a slick smirk made its way to his face, satisfied that he could play with me just like I can play with him. Suddenly, that weird tingling feeling you get when you haven't moved your foot for a long time started to emerge from my core, expanding itself from the tip of my toes to the hairs in my head. "And when I do, I'll find you. No matter where you've run to, I'll always find you". 'Why is the room suddenly so hot?', I thought to myself as I discretely rub my thighs together in order to cease some of the tension his thick accent was causing to build up. He slowly leaned in, leaving only a few millimeters between our hungry lips. "Then", he whispered ever so slowly and delicately against my lips. "There won't be any handcuffs keeping me from touching you farfalla" he smirked. - Could that possibly happen? I mean, he was given quite a long sentence... could he really get out and start over? But one thing I was sure of: If he were to be released, he'd come for me. He meant what he said. . His nose didn't twitch. . But my heart did. AWARDS: #1 in "Dangerous" -> 28/01/19 #1 in "Stepbrother" -> 6/02/19 #1 in "Mafia" -> 18/03/19 #1 in "Gangster" -> 27/03/19 #1 in "Prison" -> 5/04/19 #1 in "Protective" -> 9/05/19 #1 in "Notcliche" -> 26/06/19 #1 in "Sad" -> 13/07/19 #1 in "Siblings" -> 1/05/20 #2 in "Bad" -> 18/03/19 #2 in "Humor" -> 27/06/19 #3 in "Possessive" -> 27/03/19 #3 in "Millionaire" -> 25/04/19 #3 in "Italian" -> 22/05/19 #3 in "Truelove" -> 24/12/19 #4 in "Tragic" -> 27/03/19 #4 in "Sexy" -> 13/07/19 #5 in "Plottwist" -> 27/03/19 #5 in "Cute" -> 13/06/19 #7 in "Lust" -> 24/12/19 #9 in "Romance" -> 27/06/19

"You just have no idea." His voice was thick with restraint. "W-what," I breathed. His gaze flicked to my lips as his thumb stroked again. The calloused pad against my soft flesh sent goosebumps down my arms. His once warm eyes were dark as they lifted and bared into my soul. "What you do to... men." His husky whisper weakened my knees. I almost fell but his other hand settled on my hip, pulling me closer to him. "What you do to me," he added on a breath. The hand on my jaw shifted. His fingers left trails of tingles as he slipped them back slowly, under my earlobe and into my curls. *************************************************** As a young girl, Charlotte Avery's favourite pass time was daydreaming about her Prince Charming: Archer Johnson. She never stopped to consider that Archer was her brother's best friend.. Or that he always appeared severely creeped out by her attention. On her 16th birthday, Charlotte received a harsh reality check. Realizing just how embarrassing she had been acting, she swore to never make a fool of herself in front of Archer again. The problem? She is about to head to college and unfortunately it's the same school where Archer is currently the star quarterback. Follow Charlotte during her first year at USC as she juggles new experiences, social anxiety, family drama back home, and avoiding Archer. These are the unintended consequences of an embarrassing childhood crush. *************************************************** Top Ranks: #1 - Hot #1 - Collegeromance #1 - Brothersbestfriend #1 - Football #1 - Brooding #1 - Slowburn #1 - Quarterback #1 - Athlete #2 - Newadult #2 - Player #5 - Badboy #73 - Romance ***************************************************

A collection of notes, a public library, two teenagers, and zero spoken communication.

"We could be more than just friends, Soph." • • • He was a player with the brain of a genius. She was his best friend, the only one who could resist his charm. And yet... - Hold on to your panties, because a genius is loose.

"Natalie," he repeated, her name like velvet on his tongue. He seemed to like the sound of it because he repeated it again, his voice turning low. "Natalie." Leon Hughes was a mystery masked by bruised cheeks and bleeding knuckles. He was a wraith, a shadow on the walls - sometimes there, sometimes gone. Never set in stone. He showed up when he showed up, with his face bleeding, his shirt torn, his skin blistered. Natalie never knew when he'd come, but she always let him in. Originally a short story. Rankings: #2 in teenromance, #2 in goodgirl, #15 in badboy

" W-what are y-you we-wea-ring?" Luca's deep trembling voice made me smirk. I looked down at the baby pink lace bra and matching panties that adorned my body. Luca's gaze was stuck to my chest at then it tavelled downwards. "Are you done staring?" I asked, my voice low and husky. The bag in his right hand dropped as he looked away , blushing madly. The blush that tainted his cheeks made me all the more turned on. Fuck. I slowly, made my way towards him and placed my hands on his chest. His eyes followed my every action. "Eleoner..." He whispered hoarsely, making me cream my panties. "Don't worry, baby. I'll make it go away..." I trailed off, biting his earlobe seductively. _____________________________________ When Eleoner was sent to military school at the tender age of sixteen by her gold digging whore of a mother, instead of improving herself, she turned worse. She drank , played around, swore like a sailor etc. She was the kind of girl your parents warned you not to hang out with. Tired of her careless mother and her innumerable man sluts, Eleoner decides to move out. When she decided to move to New York to study in NYU, the least she expected was sharing an apartment with another guy, Luca Marino. Luca is the boy your parents encourage you to hang out with because he is a complete nerd. He surrounds himself with books only. El was always into the hot bad boys in her hometown but this Italian nerd has her fantasizing. She will not stop until she has him in her bed. But along with Luca comes drama. Will El be strong enough for the heartbreak to come? Will she continue being the bad bitch or will Luca tame her? **************************************** Guys, this book is for mature audiences as it contains Sexual content (shitload of that) , swearing, etc..... So please , 18+ readers only. If ya nasty and you're not 18, try not to go ahead. But if you do, don't sue me for destroying your innocent soul. I warned you.