****This Book Contains Mature Content**** Lincoln Rockwell is CEO of his family's company. He spent his whole life being groomed and trained for the CEO position. He's rude, blunt, and arrogant. He hasn't got time for anyone or anything he deems as unnecessary or a nuisance. Work, eat, and sleep. That's his routine. He hasn't got time for anything else. He doesn't want to do anything else. Until something changes....... Until a flower changes everything. Amaryllis Forest is a barista and a florist. During the week, she works at one of the busiest coffee shops in the city. On the weekend, she works as a florist at a small floral shop that is often overlooked. She doesn't have much and that's okay with her. To her, not having much is better than having nothing at all. She believes that people focus to much on money and what they don't have. They focus on things that don't really matter in life. They're not really living, they're just existing. She believes that people shouldn't just live, they should bloom. Even if that means you have to learn how to bloom in the darkness.

|18+| In one night of drunken, post-breakup passion, Lizbeth manages to hookup with the dominant boy of her dreams. It was supposed to be a one night stand, one and done, never seen again. Until she does see him again, as her professor. Private tutoring sessions never sounded so good. |This is a BDSM-themed, erotic romance. If that and other assorted pervy things do not appeal to you, take this as your warning.| × Highest Rankings × #1 in Breakup #1 in Kink #1 in Passion #1 in Professor #2 in teacherxstudent #32 in Romance

He's an asshole. You would guess that he's your typical bad boy. You'd be wrong though. He's not. He's not like the other bad boys you know. He's different. So different that there's.... There's an art to loving him. No can figure it out. Until her. She loves art. She has an eye for it. Will she be able to master the art of loving him? Maybe the more important questions is.... Will he let her?

Searing flames. Burning flesh. Screams of pain and helplessness. That's what she endures every time she closes her eyes. For over ten years, it's what she has endured. Always reliving the worst day of her life. She can't escape it. She can't breathe. She's drowning. She doesn't understand why it all happened to her. She's at her wit's end. She doesn't know what to do. She can't stand to suffer anymore. She doesn't know how to stop it though. All she knows for sure is that it all started.... The day the moon disappeared. ~~~~~~~~ This story contains mature content. 18+ only. You've been warned.