A guarded college quarterback's dark past resurfaces when classmate Elena Madison pierces his cold exterior, sparking a dangerous connection that could either redeem or destroy them both. *** Everyone at Ohio State University knows about Blake Andrews, the infamous all-star quarterback of the football team and rumored insomniac. Most refer to him as crude, egotistical, and cold. It isn't until he meets Elena Madison that his world is suddenly flipped upside down. She brings the dark past he has tried to keep hidden for years up to the surface, risking pulling them both under for good. Undeniable attraction radiates between the two clashing souls and he begins to wonder if she can save him from the darkness within him. He's never met someone with such an irritating personality; with her persistent desire to know more about him despite his exhausted efforts to push her away. She is about to uncover what's hidden under his rough and cold exterior-whether she's ready for it or not. After all, eyes are the window to the soul. *** "Thank you," he murmurs sleepily, raising his hand to bring it to my cheek. His thumb slides against my soft skin slowly, it burns hot at his touch. "For what?" I question, my eyes feeling very swollen and heavy now. He takes a deep breath and swallows. "For being my light." *** *MATURE* HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in collegeromance #1 in panicattacks #1 in badboy #1 in brooding #1 in enemiestofriends #1 in trauma #1 in grumpyxsunshine

[18+] ENEMIES TO LOVERS SPORTS ROMANCE She can't stand the school's golden boy, but when fate keeps throwing them together, their rivalry starts to look a lot like chemistry-and suddenly they're not playing the game they thought they were. °•°•°•° Hannah Walker doesn't trust anyone, especially men. They're manipulative and toxic-her lousy ex taught her that lesson well. Enter Tristan Beckett, the embodiment of everything she despises. He's arrogant, a playboy, and worshipped by everyone who meets him-except her. But he's also relentless, charming, and unfairly gorgeous. Their first meeting? Instant mutual hatred. Their second? Just as bad. Their third? Um... you see where I'm going with this. It's clear to everyone around them that they're not each other's biggest fans. But fate, or maybe some cosmic prank, keeps bringing them together-forcing them to learn more about each other. But like Hannah, Tristan has a dark past - he's just better at hiding it. Faced with an uncertain future, threats from an unknown assailant, and still trying to heal past wounds, both of them will have to learn to rely on each other. °•°•°•° Because I know you guys, there's smut in Chapters 29, 31, 34, Bonus #1, 37, 39, 49, 65, Bonus #3, and Bonus #5. °•°•°•° Enemies to Lovers College Football Romance Book 1 in the Campus Kings Series (Can be read as a Standalone) Mature +18 LOTS of character development.

Phoebe had always believed that, as a priestess, it was her duty follow the will of the Goddess Lady Seraphine and the Creator. When she hears of cultists attempting to summon the Demon Lord and bring destruction to the Caedoran Empire, she immediately joins the holy troops sent to stop them. But when it all ends in failure, she tries to escape. Despite her efforts, the feared Demon Lord easily captures her and drags her down to the Underworld. However, instead of killing her, he claims she is his soulmate and a reincarnation of his previous love: the very goddess that she and empire worship! It has to be a lie. There is no way this is her fate! He's a monster! Except he lights a fire in her body and soul that no amount of prayer can quell. Every whisper makes her heart race, every kiss sends shivers down her spine, and every touch makes her feel whole. And no matter how much she rejects him, she always finds herself back in his arms and praying for more. XXXX Content Warning: This book contains depictions of noncon and dubcon elements, graphic violence, fantasy religious concepts, and sexually explicit content that may trigger certain audiences.

Ella is a sweet, innocent, and courageous girl, yet her life is anything but ordinary. Relentless nightmares torment her and spends her days trapped by haunting visions. The most disconcerting aspect, however, is her profound ignorance of the reasons behind these afflictions or to whom she belongs. -------------- He is almighty. They say he is the strongest, the most powerful among them all. Monster, Beast, Devil-these are mere trivialities compared to him because he... He is the king of them all. Because he is called Lucifer. He had waited for her all his life, and now that she had finally arrived, he would wait no longer. He would claim what rightfully belonged to him. Her. His Little Flower. Lucifer's Flower.

This isn't a common supernatural book. It has its own rules, its own twist, and its own magical creatures. Get ready for this unusual story between the most powerful Tribrid, Xena Raven Mensah, and the killer hellhound Elijah Gatewood. Xena is known and scared by many supernatural creatures. She's powerful, pretty, and hatred by many enemies. Elijah is a heartless and killer hellhound. He kills demons and monsters ruthlessly. He's hot, handsome, a lone hellhound, and envied by many alphas. What will happen when these two powerful creatures will meet each other on the Greenburg campus where many other supernatural creatures reside and instantly feel the sparkle ignite? The desires of two powerful soulmates.

Violet Balenciaga:•: She just found the courage to leave her toxic, abusive relationship. The one time she gave love a chance after the love of her life leaving her she ends up alone and pregnant, with twins. Alessandro Esposito:•: He shut down since the death of his father. Since he left the love of his life to take over the mafia his brother turned down. He's the shell of the person he used to be, he feels he's lost himself forever. 🌹✨🌺 "You're so beautiful." He grins leaning down to peck my lips. "You're glowing with happiness. You have no idea how honored I feel to be able to put that smile on your face." I feel my cheeks heat at the compliment as I melt into the mattress. "Your smile was the first thing I fell in love with. Then it was your eyes and your laugh." Him staring down at me with such intensity has my heart beating wildly against my rib cage. His hands gently cup my face, "I never fell out of love you with you, Violet, but everyday I can't help but fall all over again." 🌹✨🌺 "Baby talk to me." Aless snaps me out of my thoughts as he slowly inches closer to me. His arms hesitantly grab my face and wipe away my tears. "Bad dream." I whisper sniffling. "He had me." My heart breaks just thinking about it. "And he hurt them." The way his eyes darken with rage show me he knows who I'm taking about. He looks down to my stomach, his eyes soften as he lays two kisses in the middle. "I'm going to kill him." His words should scare me, instead they make me feel protected.

Against my better judgment, I answer, "Look I told you, you have the wrong number," I say a bit too harshly. "I wish I was the girl you were looking for but I'm not." "You do, huh?" His husky voice fills my ear again and I shiver. What the hell is he going on about? "What are you talking about?" I ask confused. "That you wish you were the girl I was looking for," he says amused. I groan remembering exactly what I said and palm my face, "I said that huh?" "Uh huh!" *** Fallon Mathews is a waitress who works entirely too hard and too much. She is pretty, smart, and not shy. Alexander Grant is the owner of one of the hottest clubs around- which just so happens to be the same club that Fallon likes to go to in her free time. Oh did I also mention that he is the son of a well-known CEO? A billionaire? No!? Well, he is. He isn't a player, but he does sleep around a lot. After all, he is single. What happens after he is given the wrong number that just so happens to be, Fallon's? Love, friendship, heartache, drama, and tragedy all in one! **WARNING** There most likely will be lots of errors! This story is for mature readers ONLY! [18+] **This story contains violence, strong sexual content, strong language, and adult themes.** If you do not like these things, please do not attempt to read them. Thank you! Readers discretion IS advised!!! This story belongs to me and is ONLY posted on Wattpad and should not be found anywhere else. Please inform me if you see this story anywhere other than on here and under my profile, thank you!

{BOOK 3 OF THE 'FALLING SERIES} {THIS BOOK IS SELF-PUBLISHED} Lydia Ellis has been burned enough times her in life that she no longer believes in love. Why give your heart to someone who will only crush it. For years she's only focused on building her magazine, Fushion Weekly, to be the best magazine in the city. But what she doesn't see coming is the grumpy, rude, ice rink owner Landon Boone. Landon Boone was only 11 years old when he took on the role of helping raise his brothers after his father left. For years he's put his life on the back burner in order to make sure his family was taken care of. He's content with his life as he runs his own business and the last thing he needed was a smart mouthed blonde to come barreling into his life. But things take a twist when lingering glances turn into something more than either expected.

"Let them go, Dante." I whip my head to see a small boy standing the clearing with blonde hair and a green cloak hanging from shoulders. He isn't very tall however he holds his stance well. He doesn't seem to be more than Cassandra's age. Maybe 12 at most. I abruptly turn my head back hearing the man holding a sword to my throat chuckling with a sinister grin. "Oh, poor boy, what are you go to do about it?" The yellow teeth gleam as he begins stalking towards the boy who does not look the least bit fazed. I look around at the other men who are following the leader. I pull Cassandra tighter to my back as I take small steps back. I keep my eye trained on the men but also fear for the naive boy. "Do you really want to test me Dante?" He asks raising a single eyebrow. For a minute the men stop their movements. I see their hesitation for fear... Fear of what? I take the moment to stick Cassandra behind a nearby tree. She crouches down while I pull my sword out from its place. "How do you know my name?" The scoundrel raises his sword challenging towards the boy before taking a final step towards him. Then the unexpected happens. The young boy chuckles so darkly. It sounded almost... demonic. All the men instinctively raise their swords. "Oh Dante, I didn't know your name... but you know someone dear to me." "Spit it out boy!" The once grinning man is now looking around frantically. I continue my eyes scanning the small boy. He looks directly me and gives me a small nod before saying one word that caused all hell to breaks loose. "Artemis." Artemis is not an ordinary girl. She grew up in the wilderness after being shunned due to unique abilities and her different physical attributes. Blessed with an ability that scared others, she roams the wild with only her guarded one. That is until she stumbles into a situation that brings her in front of a prince.