A Good Girl's Guide To Being Naughty • • • Ivy Collins is a normal 21 y/o woman. Except for the fact she's a virgin ... or at least she was until she had sex with her university rivals hockey captain. After a quick (devastatingly quick) night with the man and being called a lousy lay, Ivy made a promise to herself that she wouldn't do it again ... sex that is. Who needs sex when all it brought was insecurities and more, and it wasn't even that good to begin with. Enter Asher Hudson, Ice Hockey captain, her brothers best friend and her best friends brother - triple trifecta of why she shouldn't get involved with him. But when he overhears a conversation Ivy has with her best friend, he gives her an offer she can't refuse. Well, she can, and she should, but why would she want to? Three months, she helps him with his grades, and he'll help her with her sex life. Only one rule, don't fall in love. Easy, right? He'll teach her everything she wants to know, and show her that sex can be fun, you just have to know how to do it right. And Ivy should refuse, after all he's the Ice Hockey captain, her brother's best friend and her best friend's brother - but what's the fun in that. Ivy knows she should say no, but she won't. And she won't fall in love, she can't. ••• Completed • First Draft - Edited. Watty2025 winner #1 in #Romance #1 in #Brotherbestfriend #2 in #bestfriendsbrother #2 in #icehockey

Annalise sees the world as though she is looking at it from afar. As if it's just a meaningless painting in a museum that she is observing. Admiring the beautiful strokes and the imperfections that somehow manage to make it even more intriguing. The last thing she would ever expect is someone reaching out from the painting and pulling her inside. The colors feeling as though she can practically taste them on her tongue. Suddenly being indulged by something she once saw as so two dimensional. Something that she once thought had no soul, no form of beauty beneath the surface. Only being able to see a pretty frame and gorgeous yet seemingly meaningless brush strokes. A life hidden in plain sight. Highest ranks: #1 in library #7 in fictional characters #1 in cute #6 in high school #1 in slowburn #4 in teen romance

A Bridgerton's Sin Florence Bridgerton has always lived in harmony with her family cherished by her siblings, sheltered by her mother, and bound forever to her twin sister Francesca. But she commits one unforgivable sin. She falls in love with the Bridgerton footman. John was never meant to look at her. Never meant to touch her hand. Never meant to want her. And yet he does. In a world of ballrooms and marriage contracts, their love must exist in shadows in stolen glances, whispered confessions, and nights filled with aching restraint. For if the ton ever learns the truth, Florence Bridgerton will lose everything.

Knight x Princess In a kingdom ruled by fear and tradition, lies a knight and a princess. A knight, cloaked in armor and rumor, wearing a mask that hides a soul weighed down by sorrow and hatred. A princess, being swallowed by expectation, overlooked by those too loud to notice her pain. When fate binds them in an arranged marriage neither of them chose, it is meant to be a sentence. A punishment for her, a strategy for him. But behind guarded eyes and sharp silences, something begins to stir. He sees the quiet fire in her that no one else bothered to notice. She sees the man behind the blade, the one who bleeds and the one who hides. In stolen glances. In late-night conversations and lingering silences. She begins to see the man beneath the steel. He begins to hear the voice behind her silence. But love is dangerous in a world like theirs. Because secrets are buried deep within the castle walls. And neither of them truly knows the other's past... or what their union is truly meant to ignite. He was forged to destroy. She was taught to endure. Together, they may either save a kingdom...or burn it to ash. When sword meets silence, when fear meets fury... what will be born of it? What destiny awaits when the fearsome knight's fury meets the silent strength of the quiet princess? Together, can they rewrite the fate that neither could face alone? *note~i do not own any pictures/images that are uploaded throughout the entirety of this book...all rights go to the rightful owners*

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.

Friends to Lovers in University. (Hockey Romance) _______________ "Is it normal to search up everything about someone?" I ask him, slightly narrowing my eyes so he knows I'm joking. "Yeah, you're like crazy famous so why wouldn't I?" I narrow my eyes at him as he grins at me, showing no shame. But then his face drops, the twizzler almost dropping onto his lap, "You stalked me right?" I avoid eye contact with him, I may have searched him up the night we met, but I'm not about to admit that to him. He lets out a low, breathy laugh, "I thought so." I roll my eyes at him, which makes him laugh again. I watch as he leans back on his chair, putting his legs up on his desk. "Don't get your knickers twisted princess, I don't care that you stalked me. I'm flattered," His cocky grin tells me all I need to know. _______________ The Elite Girls Series #2