"Lo que pasa cuando el amor imposible se salta las reglas y se vuelve posible."

I hesitated. Then sighed. "What would I have to do?" "Marry me." ______________ Lucian King doesn't care about anyone. The only thing that he cares about is King Enterprises; his father's company. Life is already hard enough for Lucian as the CEO's son, but without a doubt, the ultimatum that his Father enforces on him only makes life harder: Either gets married and Lucian's father will give up his spot as CEO to Lucian or Stay single and never work in King Enterprises again. That's where 24 years old, Malea Hayes comes in. Malea works full time as a bartender a club that coincidentally Lucian attends often. In a drunken haze, Lucian chats up Malea. A deal sparks between the two. Malea must help Lucian find a wife. Malea knows she needs help financially and hesitantly asks her best friend, Alesandra Rodriquez for help. Alesandra suddenly is thrust into the world of fame, money, deceit, and lies. With Alesandra married to Lucian, Malea thinks she's finally happy and at peace. But is she wrong? ________ Also published on Hinovel, Goodnovel and Readict

Él sólo tenía treinta días para enamorarla. Ella sólo tenía treinta días para enamorarse de él. Y a nuestro mundo, solo le quedaba eso... treinta días. * * * 31/03/17: #172 en Historia Corta 05/03/18: #113 en Historia Corta 06/03/18: #80 en Historia Corta 07/03/18: #63 en Historia Corta 08/03/18: #54 en Historia Corta 11/05/18: #10 en Depresión

Wedding Planner's Golden Rule: Don't fall in love with the groom. Handsome, charming, billionaire playboy, Aiden Carlisle's wedding to beautiful, but demanding Caroline Baxter is set to be the event of the century. Sweet, smart and talented, Rosalie Darling is the best in the business; wedding planner to the stars! Planning a wedding brings people together, but what if it brings the wrong people close? * "Aiden. Aiden," she said, softly, hurriedly, breathlessly, clutching my shirt in her delicate hands. Her body was pulling me closer and her mind was pushing me away. I couldn't tear my eyes off her face, her lips. She was breathing heavily. "I'm planning your wedding," she said, her eyes focused on my lips, so close to hers, as she bit down on her lower lip. I smirked, chuckling darkly. "What wedding?" I asked. I tightened the grip that I had on her. And I pressed my lips to hers. * #1 in Love #2 in Romance #20 in Bad Boy