"What do you mean I'm stuck with the seven deadly sins? I'm a saint!" "You've been about seven minutes in hell and have managed to insult eight people already, Jasmina." "Fuck off, wannabe Satan."

〚FEATURED + WATTYS SHORTLIST 2021〛 Someone tried to kill him. Someone nearly succeeded. A traitor walks among them. The question is, who? ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ "A sky full of stars and he was looking at her." He was a man with a deep and profound love for the stars, while she was the angel of the stars and sky. She was one of the few that remained, watching over the earth and fighting to preserve goodness, while he was a trained hitman- surrounded by great darkness that he never wished to be a part of, but attracted because of his job. But maybe- just maybe, that was why she chose to save him in the first place. Because as an angel of the stars and sky it was only natural for her to know that stars can't shine without darkness. ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ [ #1 in GuardianAngel | #1 in Astronomy | #2 in Paranormal | #1 in stars ] [ featured on the official Wattpad Adventure Account, under the 'Romantic Getaways' list ! ] ©All rights reserved, available only on Wattpad [ Cover images do not belong to me, all rights reserved by original owners ]

[MATURE CONTENT] a rumpelstiltskin retelling #1 in the ODD FAIRYTALES series "Do you enjoy torturing me?" He asked on a groan as his hand travelled from my inner thigh to further upwards, finding me sans panties. "Only-" I breathed raggedly as he began tracing my slit with gentle strokes with not enough pressure to relieve me of the burn charging my core. "- when it suits." "Well," he said, finger dipping inside me, making me cling to his shoulders. "For your trouble, I'm about to fuck you so hard they'll write about us." "Like a fairytale?" I asked on a whisper, amusement dancing in my voice as I stared into his glowing golden eyes. "Be careful," he warned, ducking his head until I felt his hair brush my face. His lips were a millimetre from my ear, his breath making something thrum within me. "The ending will make you scream." I didn't doubt that.

(#1 ChickLit) WARNING: Being left at the altar in front of 500 wedding guests may lead to irrational behavior, causing you to go on your honeymoon alone. Other side- effects may include very bad hair, getting arrested, setting yourself on fire, landing up on a "Missing Poster" with the same bad hair and unexpectedly falling in love. BEING PUBLISHED SOON!

Awkward and off-beat Fiona White doesn't expect for her new job as a personal assistant for Ashton Baldwin to wind her up in boy trouble...or just trouble, period. [ #1 in ChickLit / #5 in Humor ] Copyright © 2016 by Taylor Collins. All Rights Reserved

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

• In Which He Tries To Move On • 20 Days 20 Feelings 20 Unexplained reasons And a broken hearted boy Will he be able to move on? Or things will turn out to be more difficult for him? * * * ❝ You found my heart, Inked your name on it, Chained me to your love, Fixed me with your taste, But then...you stopped. And everything fell apart. ❞

What happens when you find yourself tangled up in what could be one of the biggest criminal lawsuits in the nation? Well, you get tangled up with the best lawyer in the country. And maybe, with a little trial and error, you get love as well. Copyright © 2017 by Taylor Collins. All Rights Reserved

❤️ #Chicklit #Humor #Romance #NewAdult The moment was profound. The moment was mine. The moment was all that I dreamt it could be. Little did I know the moment would expire, how was I to know that moment would turn into my satire? As my glitters turned to glitches and the memory of his kisses turned sour, I was left brokenhearted and loose around the edges.