Christian Ivanov and Alexander Hamilton have finally found each other. But it wouldn't be love, if every universal force imaginable wasn't hell bent on breaking these two up before their romance has even really begun. Among the lies, the family secrets, the revenge, and the addictions... will Christian and Alex have what it takes to hold it together when shit really hits the fan? Or will they fall victim to their own self-sabotage. •• Book Two of The CEO's Trilogy *This book is unedited

#TalentAward2018 #projectdiscoveryourtalent Aeron Wheeler did not expect to lose his parents at the age of 11. He did not expect to move thousands of miles away from his best friend. He also did not expect to love his best friend more than he ever should. He certainly did not expect his best friend to return his feelings. Most of all he did not expect to marry someone as soon as he turned 18. *** "He looks good doesn't he?"She asked, following my eyes. Yeah 'Good' will be the understatement of the year "Yup," I looked at her and nodded, trailing my eyes back to him. "Too bad he's out your league. You two would have made a great couple. Come on let's go", she said, turning toward the school building. "What? Why?" I asked, following her. "Um, we have to get the schedule and your locker number", she said amused looking back at me raising an eyebrow. "Not that. Why am I out of his league? Because he is straight? ", I said, rolling my eyes. "Because his boyfriend of 3 years won't approve of you", she said as a matter of fact and stepped into a room. 'Out of my League huh?' I smirked following her into the room, not before looking back at him one last time. *** Cover by its_just_a_lovestory ♥

BAD BOYS IN LOVE, BOOK 1 When high-school quarterback, Harvey Remington's whole family passes away in a brutal car accident, he loses all will to live. That's until he discovers that he's not completely alone, that there's one survivor; his baby nephew. All hopes of raising the kid himself come crashing down when he's informed that his arch-nemesis' family, the über-rich Kincaids, are the godparents who will be given custody of the baby. With no stable income and no living relatives to support him, getting guardianship seems impossible. The solution? Marriage. ● "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of Gideon Elijah Kincaid and Harvey Zak Remington in holy matrimony. If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together, let them speak now or forever hold their peace." I press my lips together to prevent myself from shouting at the top of my lungs that I do. Yes, I have a huge problem with marrying my arch-nemesis, and I'd like to be NOT tied to this asshole 'till death' - or for the few years until I'm up on my own feet - thank you very much. Gideon narrows his dark silver eyes at me as he squeezes my hands in his grip, silently warning me to maintain my slipping composure. I take a deep breath and let my eyes wander over to the side - where my very adorable nephew is sitting on Gideon's mom's lap, bouncing excitedly as he watches all the bright lights and decor with the awe-filled wide eyes that only babies can pull off. My heart clenches at the sight because the oblivious baby has no clue that his whole world has been ripped away from under him, that I am the only person he has left. I sigh internally at the unfairness of it all. With a renewed determination to do everything I possibly can to do right by the little human, I steel myself and give Gideon a wide smile, doing my best to make it seem like he's the most important person to me on the planet. I can do this. I can stay married to the bad boy.

Let's get one thing straight: satin is NOT silk. Don't be fooled by its flimsy ability to reflect light, so glossy that it's blinding and migraine inducing. If there's one thing Alex Han knows, it's that satin is made up of 100% polyester, lies, and betrayal. It's his eighteenth birthday and all he wanted was to enjoy the pleasures of being adorned in a dainty silk ball gown. You could imagine the anger he felt when his mandatory tailcoat and pleated pants for the night were made purely of the dreaded devil's cloth. But hey, maybe this was the world's cruel way of telling him that he truly was what he wore. started | 12.29.19

It's hard to believe that a boy who didn't believe in love and a boy who didn't believe he could love himself would have much to learn from each other. But it would turn out that way, of course; with everything to gain and even more to lose. As it turned out, both Liam and Jamie needed to learn not to trust the dim lights and neon nights. This is a backwards love story.

Isaac Harley is Eton's devilish delinquent, and Josiah Beckett's the pretentious prefect. At least, that's what the two have always presumed of each other, their true selves buried under a facade and hidden like a sin. Neither one would've ever guessed that all it took was one fateful night, one of hazy minds and absolute misery, for their masks to slip off. For them to strip each other completely bare--naked in body but more exposed in places unseen. Neither one intended for this night to happen--raw, wanton, burning hot. Neither one was prepared to touch the untouchable. 05.05.19 - 11.17.19

A story about the popular boy and the nerd. About discovering who you are and accepting it. Achievements: #1 in LGBT #13 in FreeTheLGBT #23 in Teen Fiction #1 in No More Bullying [This story will always be a draft] © 2017 IIIXMM