Infidelity, ˌinfəˈdelədē, is the action or state of being unfaithful to a moral obligation. Olivia Ludavico Spraying my right hand out to the door, I pushed it open, but I didn't miss a drop of blood that was plastered on the knob. Training my gun up into the room, I surveyed around and my eyes landed to see the man, that was suppose to be my kill with my bullet, with his head titled back and his hands tied to his chair- he looked to be sleeping but the two bullets to his head and chest told me it was an instant kill. Someone had beat me to it. "Damn it." I hissed out, clearly annoyed. I placed my hand on my earpiece turning my body sideways to the door. It hadn't been thirty minutes but my brother needed to know we wasted valuable time with me coming down here. It was apparent he wasn't doing bad business with just my father. My brother didn't respond and I rolled my eyes before my breath quickened after hearing clinking of a glass, and I turned on my heel ready to fight for life or death. I hesitated for the first time in my life. Piercing grey eyes in the dim light to Abram Smirnov's office stared back at me, and not to the gun that could end his life at any moment. He looked to be the man that invited death with open arms, but it was on his time and not when the universe called for him and the way his eyes flickered told me it was for damn sure not going to be from me; not for tonight. His fingers grazed the side of his glass before I watched him tick his forefinger against it. He radiated off power and my finger closed around the trigger but I didn't pull it. If he was going to hurt me; he would've by now. What did he want? Nicholai Corsetti

In a world where lust and all things like it are forbidden, one angel is wrongly accused of taking part in it. She is a victim of a rebellious angel, one who went against all they were told and yet still got away with it. One dark night as she is heading home, she is ambushed and attacked by an angel that has the vilest intentions in mind. When discovered in the act, the male plays it off as if it was the girl who attacked him. And as a male angel, the superior gender, of course, he is believed over her. The girl is condemned, thrown down to earth, and then stripped of her wings. . . She has no will to live, sees no reason to get up. She lays there, her wings that were so brutally torn from her back accompanying her mere feet away. She has no care. Doesn't bother to get up and leave the scene. Instead, she lays there, immovable. Broken, bleeding, and undone. . . He found her. She was lying in a pool of her own blood, her dress torn. Two twin bleeding wounds on her back. Curled up on her side, as if waiting for death. Her dark hair concealing her face from view. But something in him couldn't leave her there. Something in him died at the thought of letting her die. And so he determines to save her.

Taylena Wright always promised her dad that she would fall in love with a good boy, but when gang leader Leonardo Jarris lays eyes on her, she realizes that her promise may not be so easy to uphold. Because Leo always gets what he wants, and he wants nothing more than Taylena Wright for himself. ***Disclaimer: I do not condone any illegal acts depicted in this book. It's just part of a story. Thank you for reading! xo

Now a series by Mediacorp. Watch the episodes anywhere in world on meWATCH's Youtube channel. Keeley accidentally swaps cell phones with a rivaling high school's star quarterback. Unable to switch back until a week later, she must interact with the arrogant boy, passing along texts and voicemails. As she gets to know him better, she realizes there's more to him than sexual innuendos and egotistical comments. But when identities are revealed and secrets are exposed, will Keeley's feelings remain? Available in bookstores now! Look for it under its new title, TEXTROVERT.