#2 𝐢𝐧 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 Can be read as a standalone book. ~𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐣𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 (26) He is a man who has never experienced love and considers it nothing more than a waste of time-a folly reserved for fools. A king who is about to experience love for the first time, and it strikes him instantly. But will he be able to protect his daffodil from his rivals, and even from himself? "Daffodil, I may be a monster or a beast in the eyes of others, but I could never even dream of hurting you. My heart aches when I see fear in your eyes because of me." ✿✿✯✯ ~𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐚 (23) She is a woman who has never understood what love truly means or how it feels. An orphaned girl, unfamiliar with the meaning or feeling of love, finds herself bound in a marriage of convenience to protect the royal family's public image. But will she be able to endure these unforeseen changes in her life while keeping her delicate nature safe from his anger? "How can I take a step towards you, Jeet, whenever I try, you do something that makes me reconsider my decision?" 𝒀𝒆𝒕, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒍 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒓𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒍 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚. *TROPES* ~Romantic-Tragedy ~Thriller ~Marriage of Convenience ~DARK TRAUMATIC PLOT ~Royal Romance ~Grumpy x Sunshine ~No Smut

Beautiful is weighing under 130lbs. Attractive is having the perfect hour glass figure. jealousy is watching your 128lbs best friend cries about being fat while your sitting on your couch eating chips adding to the fact that your already weighing over 170lbs I should slap her. I should slap her for talking shit, I should slap her for being inconsiderate of the actual fat girl sitting in this room. "I am so ugly!" she cried while studying her perfect hour glass figure in the full length glass. No, I am. I huffed passing by her to grab my self a soda from the kitchen. "I have zero time to put up with your drama today" I honestly told her. While sulking in my own emotions. ~ Kameala face a struggle of low self-esteem, self loath and seasonal depression due to her weight. She wasn't lucky enough like other curvy girls to live a normal teenage life, instead she was torn, broken and ripped to pieces before she entered adulthood. Now kameala is a grown adult who still can't move on or grew up from her past but when circumstances and faith gave kameala another chance she tries to change her pitiful life. Like a Phoenix kameala soar just when everyone and everything gave up on her. She soar above her self and her circumstances. ~ "You're not fat. You're a curvaceous woman" His hot breath send tingles down my spine and his lips that was lightly grazing the tip of my ears erupted a contagious wave of goose bumps on my skin. "Curvaceous" I mumbled, I like that. A wattpad novel. Chapter 1-5 edited 12/23/2019

"I'm going to let go and your not going to scream or try to run, you understand?" He said, his voice was deep and he sounded dangerous I knew I had to listen to him I didn't want to speak so I simply just nodded yes. "Answer in words Ellie" he commands as he slightly removed his hand from my mouth "H-how do y-you k-know my n-name?" I asked, it came out more as a whisper and I'm surprised he heard it "I know lots of things" he said...... The description is not that great but please give my story a chance Also I don't own any of the photos in this story!!! This story had some curse words but nothing too severe!

'Please,' I begged, tears streaming down my face. Adrik's gaze never wavered. 'Kiss me,' he repeated. My lips trembled, my heart heavy with fear." Tears streamed down my face as I stared at Adrik, his expression unyielding. "'Please,' I begged, my voice trembling. Adrik's gaze never wavered. "'Kiss me, and I'll feed your mother,' he said, his voice devoid of emotion. ************************************************* My dreams had always been clear: excel academically, attend Yale, land a fulfilling job, find love, and build a happy family. I longed for a peaceful life, filled with joy and stability. But then, a monster burst into my world, shattering my aspirations and claiming me as his own. His presence cast a dark shadow over every aspect of my existence, transforming my once hopeful dreams into a never-ending nightmare. His grip was unyielding, and I found myself trapped in a living hell, where my dreams seemed forever lost. The life I once envisioned was now a distant memory, replaced by a reality that was both terrifying and suffocating. #1 -forced relationship 31/10/2024 #1 -manipulation 17/11/2024

My body flushes, he smirks at my reaction running a hand through his silky dark brown hair, that cocky little shit! He actually smirked, two can play that game. I lean forward, letting my shirt dip just enough to reveal more of my cleavage, rubbing my hands up and down on my thighs letting my skirt rile up further. My heated gaze meets his "My mother's worried I'm not having enough steamy sex," I say huskily. "The last time I did, I asked to be spanked. You've no idea how much I love a good spanking-it makes me moan, and it makes me want to ride a guy like it's the last dick I'll ever have." my breathing a bit shallow from imagining him under me, rolling his eyes back in pleasure as he grips my hips- he interrupts my thoughts by clearing his throat. His throat bobs again. His eyes darken. But his voice stays cool-barely. __________________________________________________________________________________ "The last time I had sex, I begged to be spanked. Hard." I told him that just to see him flinch. Dr. Xander Smith: my therapist. The man who's supposed to untangle my past, not get tangled up in my present. To our families, he's just my boyfriend-because that's easier than letting them meddle. No rules. No promises. Just something to shut them up. But Greece has a way of heating everything up: the sun, the nights, the way his hand brushes mine when no one's watching. It was never meant to be real... until it was. Fake dating. Forbidden desire. And a love that wasn't supposed to happen-but might just save us both.

"What are you thinking about mia cara" he asks me causing my thoughts to drift back to me kissing his jawline. "N-nothing" I stutter cursing myself at how breathy I sounded even to my own ears. I watch his mouth curl up into his trademark smirk quickly glancing over with an eyebrow raised. "Didn't seem like nothing when you were eye raping the side of my face mia cara" he responds almost mockingly trying to rile me up. Feeling bold and teasing, I open my mouth to share my thoughts. "Well if you must know, I was thinking about leaning over and placing a trail of feathery kisses along your jawline" I say nonchalantly pretending to examine my finger nails. I hear him suck in a breath and cursing before I feel him pullover on the side of the rode. "That's it" he whispers huskily turning off the engine and reaching his arm over to lift me off my seat. He places me on his lap and I shift around trying to get comfortable but I can tell my movements weren't helping. "God damn it mia cara, you're gonna be the death of me" he whispers, his Italian accent coming out as he smashed his lips on mine. The kiss was nothing but aggressive, our hunger and need for each other evident. His hands grip my hair and pull my head back slightly to give him better access to my mouth. I break away to catch my breath while I begin peppering kisses on his jawline grasping his hair and tugging his head back to get more access. I easily elicit a growl from him and I teasingly bite his neck slightly before pulling away completely. I attempt to get off his lap and back into my seat but his iron grip keeps me still. "Mia cara, will you be mine" he asks huskily, his face expressing his nervousness as well as hope. I smile from ear to ear before giving him a sweet peck. "Of course you idiot" I say smiling for ear to ear.

"Calm down, just calm down." He thought to himself as he tried to even out his labored breathing, it it seems to just have made it worse. His breathing became shorter and harder causing him to clutch his chest as the bitter December air seemed to attack his throat. "Jairo." A soft voice rang out, though his head was still pounding. It caught his attention, "Jairo, you have to calm down, take deep breathes. I promise you're okay." He didn't feel okay though, it wasn't working. "I'm trying." He gasped clenching his eyes shut, he balled up his fist hitting his chest before falling to the ground. Suddenly he stopped, everything stopped. Jairo Agbayani or JAY is a 24 year old man living his everyday life in Chicago, Illinois. He's not satisfied but he's not complaining, however he feels that he should be doing more. Though he has no clue where to start, so he's settled for now. One fateful New Years Eve dared to change the course of his life for the better, and for the first time in his life he just might let it. Juniper Bartok, a 23 year old woman supposedly in her 'prime.' Though she doesn't really know how true that statement is. Because frankly? she doesn't really know where she's going. But as long as God guides, she's decided to follow faithfully. She's been following Christ full heartedly for a few years and it seems to be a new lesson everyday. Not that she's complaining, maybe just a smidge. However, what happens when these two just so happen to end up in the same situation on a bitter New Years Eve night? Disclaimer; This is a Christian, FAITH BASED story, I welcome all to read. But, if you know that is not what you like, please be respectful and move along, God Bless! 🤍

[COMPLETED] _____________________________________________ "You're worth more than a fucking deal, Amara." _____________________________________________ It all started with a secret deal. A deal that should have meant nothing yet meant everything. Xavier Hernandez, the Italian mafia Don. The title was given to him at a young age being only 16 and now he's carrying the weight of leading a mafia at the age of 20. He's a man who is feared by many and is known for being merciless, ruthless, strong and powerful. He would shoot you between the eyes if you dared to look at him the wrong way. His cold hearted soul has never met the warm touch of another, has never experienced the warm feeling known as love. Amara Sánchez, the Spanish mafia princess. A woman who is sarcastic yet stubborn at times. She is the youngest out of her family being the age of 18 and has a lot of responsibility in her hands as her father is the Spanish mafia Don. She is known to be kind hearted, considerate and a goddess . Her warm heart has yet to touch ones cold heart that seeks the feeling of love. Both complete opposites. What happens when opposites attract? Will it end up in heartbreak or will it lead to a new found love? What happens when the past reveals itself? What happens when the truth is revealed? What will happen when promises are broken? _____________________________________________ //tw please read book with caution// •contains sexual content• started: 14/08/21 finished: 12/12/21 #1 trauma: 29/11/21 #2 arranged marriage: 14/12/21 #3 Italian: 3/12/21 #2 badboy: 11/12/21 #3 enemiestolovers: 14/12/21 #2 alliance: 30/5/25 #4 Spanish: 23/8/25

When new to town Tiana and her brother Alex Cook come to start their school year, secrets are daring to unravel. Having new friends, new love interests, and new hobbies doesn't stop the two from continuously looking over their shoulder in paranoia and fear. Will they be able to trust instinct and stay away from their terrifyingly deep past, or will it come back haunt them? Will this year be the same as all the rest or will they finally be able to let their guard down and fit in? _______________________ #1 in Senior on 2/24/20 #2 in girlxboy on 5/20/20 #5 in Haunted on 7/26/20 ~Haylieemariee1: Hands down the COOLEST epilogue ever!! ~ShanawazKhan2: Awesome story and the ending was awesome to hate it that it ended but all the good things do come to an end and have a happy ending loved every bit and part of this both the books were awesome ~Crimson928: Aw loved it so much! ~karolglina: THIS ENDING WAS SO BEAUTIFUL MAN I LOVED IT STARTED 7/28/19 COMPLETED 11/18/19

"Go, I don't want to make you hate me for what I did." he says softly as a tear of drop dipped from his eyes. "What are you talking about?" I approached him. "Don't you know, it's fucking clear that you will not choose me." he sadly smiles. "Are you sure about that?" I ask him and turned him to face me. His eyes were now red by now. I hate seeing him like this. "Because, it's pretty clear that I have chosen you, bad boy...." I whisper with a smile.... --------- She has the ability to love. He doesn't. She wants the adventure. He wants to love. She is shy, beautiful, naive and new to everything that was going to begin in her life. But, He is the bad boy. What happens when these two collide with each other and then came to know that they are the only one who can help each other with their problems?? "He becomes possessive and obsessed with her but that is the first thing that scares her about everyone" Join them in their sweet, funny and possessive love story where everything is about to reveal.... Started on:- 8 April 2018 Completed on:- 30 April 2019 HIGHEST RANKING~ #1 in Obsessed(26 July 2018) HIGHEST RANKING~#6 in Hotboys(17 July 2018) Achievements:- #103 in teen fiction-28 July 2018 #90 in teen fiction-10 August 2018 #72 in teen fiction- 14 August 2018 #55 in teen fiction- 16 August 2018 #37 in teen fiction- 7 April 2019 WARNING:-This is going to be a clichè story!