Olivia Windsor is a famed fashion model and socialite living in New York City. With her radiant looks and slender frame, the twenty-two-year-old is the face of highly coveted editorials. Olivia effortlessly follows the stringent requirements of the model industry, until one serendipitous night when her entire life changed. Parker Baylor, the new team captain for the New York Blaze, is at the all time high of his career. As one of the best professional hockey players in the NHL and the most eligible bachelor in the city, he's living the high life of a twenty-five-year-old. That all comes to an end with one run-in with an enticing brunette. Who would have expected their single encounter to result in a lifelong bind? ** undergoing major editing **

They're on opposite ends of the financial spectrum. Complete contrasts when it comes to popularity. And their relationship has a deadline. Lily: College was never supposed to be this hard. It wasn't supposed to be about working to survive, going hungry, and sleeping in my car. And it sure as hell wasn't supposed to be about dodging my icky exboyfriend while trying not to die from embarrassment when my roommates make my new crush public. But it is what it is, and I always find a way to get by. When I'm not working, I'm studying. That is, until the crush that's way out of my league starts paying me attention. Ethan: One last year of freedom. It cost my dad a summer of partying and a three million dollar car, but I'm back at college. I have one year to get as much partying and playing done as possible. This year is all about hockey and sex. I'll have plenty of time for boardroom meetings and forced golf outings after I graduate. It's supposed to be meaningless sex, but I'm not sure every part of me got the memo. Because when I first spot Lily... Well, I need her. Just Pucking Money is a sizzling New Adult, College Sports Romance, where the popular hockey player falls for the loner computer science major. (❤️18+ recommended❤️)

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

"Luci I wanted to-" "Don't f*cking call me that," Lucifer interrupted, speaking in a monotonous voice, whilst staring intently at the marbled floor beneath his feat. "It suits you though!" Dior defended in a giggly tone, but his expression did not change. "I said don't f*cking call me that." "You can even give me a silly nickname if you'd like," she proposed. Silence "Eh, you'll learn to love me one day." Little did she know, he already did. ------------------------------------------------ After the kidnapping and torturing of Dior Delilah Hamilton, the only daughter of the biggest mob boss in New York, Dante Hamilton, her father had no choice but to hire a full-time bodyguard for her, otherwise known as : Lucifer Alistair. Dior Delilah Hamilton Despite how the world has treated her, the contagious smile on her face never faltered. Bringing joy to those around her was her addiction, and the innocent aura surrounding her can never go unnoticed. With 3 older brothers, and a mafia man for a father, she was protected beyond belief. Or so they thought... Lucifer Alistair. His name itself causes the strongest of men to shiver in their boots. And boy did he live up to his name. He'd been let down all his life and learnt to never expect anything from anyone, because everyone will leave you in the end. His mind was set. He was to be a lone wolf til his last breath. Broken, misunderstood, heartless, soulless even, Lucifer could not be fixed. That was until Dior slithered her way into his shattered heart, and vowed to make it whole again. ---------------------------------- I don't own any pictures used in this story All rights reserved, do not copy my work

Playboy billionaire Aiden Grayson is being blackmailed and when he meets his handsome new bodyguard, Julian, he's slowly overcome by feelings he can't deny. ***** Aiden Grayson is a child of privilege. He's a bachelor and a billionaire who's never had to work for anything. However, he's left a trail of destruction in his wake and someone from the past is coming back to haunt him. He's being blackmailed, and soon he's assigned a new bodyguard: the handsome, Julian McAndrew. At first, the two men are opposites, forced to work together, but after a drunken kiss, Aiden can't deny his feelings. He throws himself into his vices, trying to sort himself out, while Julian continues to keep him safe. With a blackmailer one step ahead, can Julian protect Aiden from danger? Or more importantly, can Julian protect Aiden from himself? [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

What happens when Ms Innocent, Chelsea-Anne Richards is kicked out of her dorm room and has no place to stay? What happens when a curly-haired stranger offers her a place with his best friend? His best friend, Kyle Chambers aka Mr Rude. Rude is an understatement, not to mention that he's a womanizer too. He can't stand her and makes sure to mention it every time. She hates to admit it but the guy is drop-dead gorgeous. He looks like a page straight out of a Calvin Klein magazine. What happens when Chelsea is dragged into the dangerous rollercoaster that is Kyle's life? Will Chelsea be able to deal with all these changes? Also... will they ever be friends? Probably less. But... maybe M O R E. Join Chelsea and Kyle through their ups, downs, college life, ridiculous rules, illegal activities, many many arguments, psycho brothers, dangerous fathers, missing sisters, bitter exes, arch-nemesis and most importantly... their crazy, crazy friends. You don't want to miss it. #1 in dragracing [23/04/2020] #10 in roommates [23/04/2020]

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

A one night stand with Harry Styles: What's the worst that can happen?

"I don't want my sister to know." I say to Harry as his fingers play with mine. "She's your best friend and practically hates me." "It will be our secret." He smiles gently. // Contains mature content read at own risk All rights reserved, 2016 © jkharrystyles