Cassie, Rori, Karoline to jsou jeho nejoblíbenější slova. Norris, tohle je její nejoblíbenější slovo. Už teď je jasné kdo padne dřív a mnohem tvrději.

Marina is a surfing champion and a perfectionist who hates chaos. So why can't she resist the chaotic Win, the men's surfing champ and her long-time crush? Standalone in the Riding Your Wave series. *** Four-time Women's World Surfing Tour winner Marina isn't like other girls. Her sisters are sunny and simple; Marina is perfectionistic and complex. The women on the surfing circuit are easy-going and focused on today; Marina is driven and focused on her future. So when Marina realizes she's developing a crush on a certain Men's surfing champion, she's baffled. Win is the opposite of what Marina should be attracted to: she loves order - he is chaos. Tall, sexy, bald, muscled, irresistible chaos. But Marina and Win have a long history, and he's not about to let her go without a fight. When the undercurrents of tension become too strong to resist, will Marina be able to let go?

Láska je cit, o kterém se psalo po staletí.. Často bývá právě tento jedinečný námětem mnoha spisovatelů... Tenhle příběh je o lásce ze svatebního slibu...

For the past few years, the Taylor siblings have allowed themselves one little luxury: their annual skiing trip to the mountains. Join Lily and her unique family on a week of fun, snow, music, sibling banter, hot chocolate - and maybe a little bit of romance. IMPORTANT NOTE: This is a prequel to my other stories "Unravelling" (finished) and „Dissolving" (sequel, in progress). I recommend that you read the first few chapters of „Unravelling" first, if only to get to know the characters a bit better. You can find both other books on my profile.

[ongoing] what if the boy who ruined your life comes crashing back into it? ✰ ✰ ✰ Briar Elliot's worst fear just came true. Casey Brandt is to blame.

When a 18 year old girl gets kidnapped, manages to get away and she moves Mexico. Then she realises that she has moved in next to a biker club.

He grabbed my arm and spun me around to face him, then he gripped my waist tight pushing me between him and the wall. "You're so naive, carina. " he whispered looking in my eyes, placing a strand of hair behind my ear. "What do you want?!" I said frustrated trying to get free from his hold, failing to do so.. He chuckled coldly before leaning down to my ear to the point I could feel his breath hit my neck. "That's for me to know only..." With that he left, on his black and white Ducati Desmo. (the new story of mine, It's something like the one I deleted. Ross isn't famous here!) It's PG-13 because of some chapters that have strong language.

Someone once asked me what the most painful experience of my life was. I laughed at myself because I'd told them about falling off my motorbike. I'd lied. The most painful experience of my life was her fault. I'll tell you how.

𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝕡𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕡𝕣𝕒𝕪 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕥𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕒𝕕 𝕝𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕀𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕨𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕎𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕨 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕨 𝕒𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕀 𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕨𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕕 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜 ***** On October 8th, 1984, Lorelai Gilmore gave birth to two perfect girls, the first came into the world fighting, screaming as loud as she could, dark eyes welling up with tears. The second was quiet, gazing at the world with curious blue eyes. The first was named Daniella which was quickly shortened to Dani, and the second was Lorelai like her mother, nicknamed Rory. The twin's father came bursting into the room, a grin painted on his boyish face and the nurse handed him Dani. And so, Dani was raised by her father, on the back of a motorbike, flitting between boyfriends like her father went from woman to woman. Dani was blue jeans and gold chains, she was blue streaks in brown hair, she was stormy blue eyes and laughter, late nights and cigarette smoke, love and hate, she was music and poetry, she talked Spanish to birds and French to cats, preferred beer over coffee and was addicted to anything strawberry flavored, she was long road trips and short kisses, movie nights and drunk karaoke. She was everything Rory wasn't and in her dad's eyes she was perfect. ***** 𝕓𝕝𝕦𝕖 𝕛𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕘𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕪 𝕤𝕜𝕪 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕊𝕥𝕖𝕡 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕪

We were in high school and there was a bad boy named Colby Brock. I was the bad girl my name was Xepher. me and him never talked but we've known each other for a while. Then we graduated and became closer