My cousin always referred to us as the bad jokes, as in...a blonde, a brunette and a redhead walk into a bar. I'm the blonde, and this is my story. When I was 18, a psychic told me to watch for the man with two hearts. That didn't make much sense, so I lived my life, not thinking about her fortune for my life. Then I met Wyatt and we fell in love. Until his ex-fiancee came back to him, and he chose her. Her heart. My heart. Two hearts. He's back, trying to explain things to me, trying to win me back and in the meantime, I'm also dealing with a stalker. But Wyatt's helping with that problem. Unfortunately, he's causing another problem: he's not taking no for an answer.

In which I fall in love with my brother's best friend. ***** "Don't pretend like you don't feel anything." His voice is low, sending shivers down my spine. "What do you mean?" "You know damn well what I mean." "I don't know what you're talking about." I pretend to ignore him, flipping some pages in my book. "Come on. I have all these assignments waiting. Aren't you supposed to teach me tonight?" "It depends on what you want me to teach." He smirks, his voice sounding even more dangerous. ***** I thought that my brother was the most popular guy in school, but as soon as I step into my university life, I realize how wrong I was. Meet Vaughn Cooper, his best friend. The guy is the epitome of every girl's dream. Godlike handsome. The quarterback. He's got the looks, and he's got the brain. Come on, he's got the scholarship to one of the most prestigious universities in the country, while I have just barely passed the entrance examination after long years of struggle during high school. How could a guy who worked that hard and deserves nothing more but adoration be labeled as a bad boy? Yeah, the answer is simple. The moment we lock eyes, I realize something as I stare into those piercing, amber eyes. He's not every girl's dream. He's every girl's nightmare. In my case, MY nightmare. Calm down, heart. Our story hasn't even started. ***** THE SPENCERS SERIES BOOK #1 © 2020 Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved. (Content warning: This book has descriptive sexual content, explicit language, and triggering themes)

After being left at the altar, Sebastian Knight swore off love forever. Now, he's a ruthless billionaire, his heart as cold as the empire he rules. No emotions. No weaknesses. Just control. Sophia isn't your average girl. With a body that turns heads, a face that stops time, and a confidence that dares anyone to challenge her, she's a walking temptation. The kind of woman who doesn't need saving-she's her own damn hero. To Sebastian, she's just another distraction. *Just a girl.* But when their worlds collide, sparks fly, and suddenly, she's the one thing he can't control. He's the master of his domain, and she's about to become his most captivating challenge. In his arms, she's more than just a girl-she's his greatest obsession. And while he may be in charge, this game of power and passion is anything but predictable. Because when a girl like Sophia meets a man like Sebastian... who's really in control?

Sienna Cooper, a seemingly carefree college girl, masks her deep loneliness behind her bright smile. Will she finally find the love she's been waiting for, or remain the girl no guy ever chooses? ***** © Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved.

Calvin bent down and settled between my thighs and bent my knees upward. He stroked my ankles, calves and then moved his hands to the insides of my thighs and planted a soft kiss there. I was breathing really hard. He hooked a finger in the side of my panties and gave it a jerk and tore them. I gasped. I could see the lust in his eyes like he wanted to devour me. He spread my ankles wide and held them in a tight grip and inched his mouth towards my wet core. I could feel his breath on my lower lips. I jerked my hips forward. I was dying for just a touch. Calvin Smith the CEO of Smith Industries is the youngest known Bad Boy Billionaire in America . He is ruthless, arrogant and an asshole. Sophia Brown, a hopeless romantic, is waiting for her prince charming. She has just graduated she's looking for a job and ends up working under the ruthless billionaire . They belong to two different worlds but somehow feel a connection. Will they embrace this connection or bury it deep down within themselves?

"You don't have to like me, Ms. Slade. But if you deliver results, I might be able to tolerate your presence in my home." Fresh out of graduate school, aspiring author Victoria Slade is lucky to land a job as a tutor to an adopted overachieving ten-year-old boy. However, her boss - the stern, enigmatic billionaire Sebastian Chase - presents a difficulty for her. Victoria bristles under his low opinion of her and her working-class status, yet can't help wondering just how cold and hard he really is under his impeccably tailored suits. Sebastian isn't prepared for the sudden presence of the redheaded woman in his home - or in his thoughts. He offers Victoria a way to both explore their attraction to each other and keep their professional distance. But even if she can pay the price to have him, how much is he willing to lose? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . If you prefer a DRM-free ebook of this novel you can read offline and anywhere, you may purchase it on my Patreon store https://shop.anselacorsino.com

He pinned me to the wall and brought himself impossibly close to me. I was trapped, quite literally. He grabbed my ass and I gasped at the sudden gush of euphoria. His lips were just a few inches away from mine. One small move and I was going to be his. I knew it. "I want to fuck you right here, right now, until you forget your own name." ** HER. A quiet, shy and beautiful girl. Her father died in a car crash when she was 10 years old. She lives with her abusive step father ever since her mother left her in his care just one year after their marriage. Her step father is a billionaire and a successful man in front of the world. Little do the people know that he has failed life the minute he decided to use Isabella for his own good cause. She never fell in love because she didn't have it in her to be left with a broken heart. Again. HIM. The hottest and most popular figure of KC high school. He has slept with almost every girl in the school and has never left a girl unsatisfied when it comes to pleasure. His father is one of the billionaires in USA and being the heir to the Anderson&Co makes every girl fall head over heels for him. Unfortunately, he comes with no strings attached. That is, until he comes across her. ** Will he be able to fix the broken her or rather, will she ever let him close to herself? Will she believe him and fall in love with him? ** WARNING: This story contains detailed mature scenes and I assure you you will not regret reading it. Due to the mature content, I recommend individuals above 16 and above only to read this book (even though I know that no one will take this warning seriously)

|18+| ❛𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 ❜ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Dark mysterious eyes. Fierce blazing eyes. Two enemies under one roof under the binds of an arranged marriage. While trying their best to ignore themselves and feelings just for the sake of their various companies, they couldn't help the sexual tension between them. There's a thin line between love and hate they say. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "Sit on my face," I say firmly, laying down on the bed while she stares down at me like I had two heads. "But...how would you breathe?" Isabella asks, looking at my face and I chuckle. "That's my problem to deal with àmore," I urge her, seeing the lust on her face. "Just sit on my face, please."

Before Lachlan made me his ol' lady, he told me that there would be times he'd cheat but he'd always come home to me. I agreed to be his ol' lady anyway. Until it hurt too much. So I made a plan to leave him before he left me. I never thought he'd care enough to track me down. But he not only tracked me down, he's making it hard to forget him.

My cousin always referred to us as the bad jokes, as in...a blonde, a brunette and a redhead walk into a bar. I'm the redhead, and this is my story. When I was 18, a psychic told me to wait for the man with the scar. For five years I waited and then suddenly, there he was in front of me one night. No mistake -- this was the man. We got off to a bad start, and I just kept making things worse chasing after him. Until he let me know in no uncertain terms that he wasn't interested in me. So I gave him what he wanted and ignored him. Then he decided he wanted me. And him getting me back was the least of our problems.