Completed • First Draft - not edited. || "You gonna sit there all night?" Luka glances at me, smirking. I glare back. "I was enjoying the last few seconds of peace before having to spend an evening pretending to like you." "That's funny," he says, unbuckling his seatbelt. "Why?" I snap. "Because I was thinking the same thing." || The rules? Easy enough. 1. Pretend to be the perfect couple. 2. Keep it professional. 3. And whatever you do, don't. catch. feelings. Simple, right? Sofia Calloway never planned on going viral for throwing a drink in Luka Mikhaylov's face. But one video, one pissed-off hockey star, and one furious university later... she's suddenly stuck in a fake relationship with the guy she can't stand. He needs to clean up his image before the NHL draft. She needs the free tuition that comes with the deal. All they have to do is smile for the cameras, hold hands at the games, and act like they don't want to strangle each other. Then come the late-night arguments that last too long. The stolen glances that feel too dangerous. The moment where "pretend" starts looking way too real. Because when you break the rules, someone's bound to lose. And this time, it might be both of them.

|EDITED| I should've left. I knew I should've turned the hell around. Shut the door. Pretended I didn't see a damn thing. But I didn't. I stood there, frozen. Mesmerized. Cursed. She let the towel fall away. My breath caught when her breasts spilled free-round, medium-sized, her nipples already stiff. She palmed them, moaning low in her throat, her hips shifting against her fingers. Her waist was so damn small, and those thighs... Fuck. Those thick thighs spread wide, holding nothing back. Her clit swollen, her moans growing louder, filling every inch of space in the house. And all I could think was I want to be the one making her sound like that. I wanted to drop to my knees. Slide my mouth up her thighs. Bury my face in that sweet pussy until she screamed my name. God, she was so beautiful, so uninhibited. So fucking close. Amina and Mason have been friends forever. But not even forever prepares them for this. They've shared everything-secrets, laughs, and late-night talks-but never touched the spark simmering just beneath the surface. So when they decide to explore their sexual chemistry under a strict set of rules, it's supposed to be simple. No drama. No emotions. Just heat. But rules don't stand a chance when the lines blur between friendship and something far more dangerous. Because once they cross that line... there's no going back This book was inspired by the song. (That Way by Tate McRae ) !!WARNING!! THIS BOOK CONTAINS A LOT OF DETAILED SEXUAL CONTENT|

The One Night Stand Series •Book 1• "So what are you two?" "Just two strangers that occasionally fuck," she says casually with a shrug.

Hᴇ ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ. "It's for the best. And please don't reach out to me. I think we need to be apart.", I might be being dramatic but I don't want a stressful high school experience. I just want peace. "Is this what you want?", he asks. The look in his eyes shows desperation. "Yes.", I force out. He let go of me. "Ok.", he says. "I'll do what you want." his voice cracks as he admits defeat. I turn to leave and as I open the door Tyler says something. Something that sticks with me for a long time. "We're not over. I told you, you're mine." And that was the last I heard of Tyler. Well that is until 5 years later...... This book is basically a prequel and a sequel all in one. It's divided into 2 sections. Section 1 description: Aminah Packer hated Tyler Pierson. But when her crush gets a girlfriend and Tyler comes to her with a proposition, her feelings start to shift. Enemies to lovers doesn't exist right? Lies and secrets come between them and inevitably cause a break up. Section 2 description: Tyler Pierson vowed to win back Amimah. 5 years later he's ready to uphold his promise. Tyler now older and finer, knew exactly what he wanted. What he wanted was Amimah. When Tyler all of a sudden reappears back into Amimah's life, she instantly denies all feelings for him. After it's been years and she's moved on. She's happier. Or is she? You can honestly skip section 1 and jump straight into section 2. I clarify everything within section 2. I KNOW THIS SOUNDS CONFUSING BUT YALL PLEASE BARE WITH ME. JUST READ IT AND YOU WILL LOVE IT!!

"everyone likes a little challenge, coco bunny" Authors note: (Completely edited so.....dont be confused when you see old comments that don't make sense 😗)

These are my favorite BWWM books on here. I highly encourage you to read them! #56 in recommendations out of 1,000+ books (06/30/2023)

(STORY ON HOLD) Forceful. Demanding. Arrogant. He is. Liam Alvaro Luciano is everything any living creatures fear, including me. My name is London Naomi Saint and this is a story about how 18-year-old me winded up with the world's most dangerous and ruthless mafia as a husband of mine.

You can't resist him, but he's already left you once. | Aubree Anston Ado is finally getting a high end job that can fast track her future goals in a new state after catching her ex. The only problem is that she has to work with her childhood friend or her first love. ✧*:･ﾟ "We shouldn't do this." "It didn't go well last time." "You can't tell me you don't want this," he breathed, pushing his erection into me. "One time and one time only," I replied harshly. "It's going to take more than one time to work out seven years of frustration torpe." Started - 3 Feb 2022 Ended - ?/??/??

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐈𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐧 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢. Book One in the Bittersweet Series. Created: 27/12/18 Published: 16/02/19 Completed: 03/01/20 Edited: As of March 2022 Completed rewrite: 25/01/23

~~~ . . He let my hand go and cupped the side of my neck sinking his fingers up the back of my neck. I sighed leaning my head a bit back, before feeling my body shiver when used his thumb to run over my jawline. How did we end up here? We stared at each other for a sec, his eyes dropped to my lips then come back to my eyes. I slid my hands up his arms because they had no where else to go. I turned away from him, just for his hand that was on my hip to grab me by my cheeks. "You're drunk," I mumbled looking literally anywhere else but Mathias. "I am not," he moved his head to be in my eye view "Drunk," and just ended up pressing his forehead on mine, dropping the hand on my cheeks back to my hip. I closed my eyes tightly cause I couldn't look this man in the eyes for shit- The fact his hands were on me made it feel unreal, like it was another wet dream I was having of my boss. When his hands hadn't moved and nothing was said as if he was thinking of something to do. I opened eyes just as his head dipped into my neck, I swear I felt like melting on the floor right then and there. "Wait..."