Cedric and Veronica agreed to enter a contractual marriage for personal reasons. But can they still keep their arrangement purely business when one starts falling in love with the other? **** When the elusive billionaire Cedric Ford's only option is to get married in order to inherit the family business and fulfill his grandmother's dying wish, he devises the perfect plan so his marriage would only last for a year. Hire a professional to act as his wife, pay her a hefty amount of money, and part ways without problems. This way, he gets to kill two birds with one stone; he secures the business and make his gran happy. Well- that was the plan at least until his cousin accidentally fucked everything up and he was forced to propose to the wrong person on national television. EXCERPT: "You know what to do, right?" he began saying but she seemed to not hear it as the woman only continued to stare at him, confusion starting to paint her face but Cedric can't let that happen since a lot of people are watching them so he wrapped his arm around her waist to pull her closer and started acting like an affectionate lover before bringing his mouth to her ear, "You know what to do, right?" he whispered the same thing again and her back stiffened in response. There Cedric knew that his suspicions were correct. The woman in his arms isn't a professional. His jaw clenched thinking about what Lucas had done before eventually deciding to lead the show. Cedric kept the woman in his arms to look as intimate as possible before stealthily sliding the ring he thankfully found earlier in the pocket of his jacket. Veronica's mouth went dry as his warm breath touched her skin while everything happened so fast from there that she didn't even notice how he had already slipped a ring on her finger. Her breathing hitched when she spotted the extravagant jewelry sitting on her hand before a series of clap and cheers surrounded the hall...

It is Gossip girl with a new friend. It is twisted a bit. A Chuck Bass fan fiction

"Before you can see the light you have to deal with the darkness"

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

Elizabeth Blackwater has been waiting three hundred and fifty-four years to get her revenge on the terrifying Original, Niklaus...but she never planned on seeing Elijah again. Now, her entire plan has been thrown off key and she must make the decision if love is what she really wants, or if reprisal means more to her than anything. Is her thirst for revenge worth losing the love of her life over?

I do not belong in the upper east side. I don't even know what Prada is... i still think its some kind of a dog. That means that i am oblivious to peoples last names and what they mean. Especially when i fall for a guy named Chuck Bass. I thought Whoopedy Do i now know your name, when he told me it that night when we first met. Little did i know, since i am an upper east side idiot, that i was about to fall in love with Chuck Bass the Heir to his fathers empire, while starting his own. As soon as i was entered into his world i knew that my secret wouldn't be safe... I knew that, after what i had heard from Jennys storys, i would be stabbed in the back at least once. I just never knew that it would be by the person i put my most trust in. -just a warning, things in this book may happen differently than in the show, but that's only time wise, and when everything happens, but duh, the relationships and stuff will change too- also grammar will be horrid.

Always there is a easy and hard. A better and a worse. Running is easy. Running from the person you work for ? Without a doubt hard. I guess I'll just have to say the truth. Even if I have to say it to myself. I love you boss-even if you don't . I understand why. I hurt you for the better. The worse? You hate me. But I should have know that was the least of our problems.