"Words my playground. And I like to play it dirty." ~Diego Heavens. ------------------------------ "You di*k prick!!" I grit out each word dipped in red chilli sausages. "You are in a deep shit I tell you!!" "Di*k and Prick, both means the same thing my love" He being an erotic writer shrugged my rebel with a tight smile. Fuming with pure rage I took handfull of chocolate cake in my hand and slapped him across his face. The action causing several gasps around the table. "YOU STOLE MY FIRST KISS YOU PRICK!! " *************** Aeragadda Russail. A 20 year old hopeless romantic who lives with her Grandmother, and a 10 year old brother. The reason behind her naivety. She likes tall, dark and handsome men and believes in possession with pinch of darkness. Diego Heavens. A famous 27 year old erotic writter. He ain't that tall and dark, but fine looking with his mudanity. For world, he's a person dipped in sophistications and etiquettes. Yet, his profession screams all about dirtiness. But in reality, it's just a pure facade to hide his secrets from the world. One situation, and these two end up under the same roof for three months. Where the days are filled with gibberish rant by Aera, and extreme innuendoes by Diego. ************** PS: If you think the prologue was worth a read then hit the star⭐️ DO NOT COPY MY WORK!

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)

Sample Manuscript- 70% Published : Decemeber 11th 2016 Scarlett has faced the rejection of her mate and come out the other side a little less naive and a lot more bitter. The only problem is her ex-mate doesn't want to let her go even though he's moved on with someone else. The only thing she can do is go on the run. But she crosses over into uncharted territory and lands herself in the hands of one very cold hearted Alpha. If the fates weren't cruel enough they've given Scarlett another chance at a mate with no other than the cold hearted Noah. His own past is tainted with darkness and heartache--leaving Scarlett to question if he even has the ability to love anymore. But whatever comes her way Scarlett is determined to have her second chance. Nothing is going to stand in her way, not the mate who rejected her, the rogues seeking destroy the little happiness she's been able to grasp onto or the man who seems content to push her away every chance he gets. what doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger or at least that's what they say. *Cover made by Malot Aznar