𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆. 𝑯𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚. *Book 2 of the 'Sweet' series. Can be read as a standalone* Isabelle Lockhart travels the world and blogs about love. At least she used to before she promised to look after her sister's bakery. Now, stuck in small town California for the next six months, Isabelle is desperate to find romantic content for her blog or risk losing both readers and income. Then a whipped cream disaster sends her into the arms of sexy, charming Evan King, heir to the Candy King Company. Since childhood, Evan has been battling his overprotective family. Known as 'The Heartbreaker,' he's found an outlet with women. And when bad news strikes him, he seeks a distraction by offering to show Isabelle the romance of the Bay Area. Isabelle jumps at the chance...as long as they keep things platonic. But soon Evan's hot combination of charm, perfect kisses, and a serious sweet tooth melts her defenses. As Isabelle and Evan surrender to their delicious attraction, they are forced to confront the reality of her wanderlust and his responsibilities. When love and hearts collide, can Isabelle and Evan find their sweet ending? ⚠︎ WARNING! ⚠︎ Contains Sparkle pops, knee-high socks, wanderlust, road trips, and wicked acts involving chocolate mousse cake laced with Kahlua and ancho chilies. Okay seriously though, this book contains mature content so if you don't like erotica this book is not for you....if you do then you in for a treat.

Adelaide Beck dared Tristan Presley to become her best friend in the fifth grade... and he said okay. After a summer of doing nearly everything together, Tristan suddenly becomes distant with her. Adelaide had always guessed that natural causes had drifted them apart and that there wasn't much more she could do to stop it. Then years later in their Junior year of high school, Adelaide and Tristan meet again in detention. The time that they're forced to spend with each other bring the two close once again, but this time Tristan's secrets will no longer be kept in the dark, and Adelaide will begin to wonder if the drift in their friendship wasn't so natural after all... !Warning: this story is mildly mature and will contain cussing, violence, and some other mature content! Trope: enemies to besties to strangers to lovers ;) COVER BY: @meha-k Reader reviews: "This was literally the most wholesome book ever... absolutely loved it and finished it in 3 hrs" - RafiaTahrin "so so so great! I enjoyed reading this book so much. Made me happy, sad, laugh, cry, and I just LOVE IT SO MUCH" -NovaWrites00 "This was amazing and I'm smiling at 00:22 rn feeling better than ever" -Lady_fishstick "MY MOM JUST ENTERED MY ROOM AND SHE ASKED ME IF I WAS HUNGRY AND I SCREAMED "NO MOM I'M CRYING GET THE FUCK OUT". I'm grounded for the next freaking week..." -imnotoxic

Best friends since the age of 4, Reef Knight and Ivette Winter spent every day together. They were proven inseparable, neighbours, platonic soulmates. Where you saw one, the other wouldn't be far behind. However, Junior year changed it all. Reef's popularity soared through the roof, I mean, who expected any different when he'd become blessed with looks that "rivaled Adonis himself". Captain of the Oakvale soccer team, he found himself welcomed amongst a new cluster of friends, meaning Ivy was left behind, in the dust. If given time, perhaps their bond could be salvageable, something Ivette had wished for, despite the betrayal. And if time is all they need, then they have plenty of it after Reef moves in with Ivy's family due to his own family issues during the first year of college. The obvious outcome of this situation; Ivette and Reef continue to hate each other's guts until they grow old. Scenario number two recognises their friendship making a comeback. And, scenario three, albeit largely unrealistic, what's the chance of them becoming something more? In the end, what could possibly go wrong living in a house with your hot ex-bestfriend? (Book 1 of the Greenfield U series)

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

Summer Grayson, a dancer with one goal and no time for distractions. Trevor St. Claire, a hockey player from the rival school with a distracting smile. BOOK ONE

Complete! "You know I really like you, right?" He was definitely drunk. "You do?" I asked. My voice was supposed to be teasing, but I think it came off as a bit startled. He laughed, "Yeah, why else would I trust you with all my secrets?" -- Betty was many things; a romantic, a fashion designer, a bit more jealous than the average girl, great with a camera, a helpful daughter and a good friend. But she was best known for being nice. And usually, the boy did not want the 'nice' girl. But this summer she was going to prove to Mike, her crush since FOREVER, that nice was enough. She was going to have an amazing summer, a perfect Junior year, and finally have her first kiss. It was a foolproof plan. Moving from her childhood home in Arizona to New Mexico at the start of Junior year was never a part of Betty's plan. But sometimes when parents are involved, plans change. So now the nice girl had to start over at a new school in a new State. And when the (maybe not so bad) bad boy, Eli, gets involved, it might be hard to be known as 'the nice girl'.

When you're left with a dead body in your kitchen and there's only one man you can call. The man you hate more than anything. With nobody else to turn to, you're stuck doing this under his terms. ••• "You just love to piss me off don't you?" His jaw ticks as he leans down towards me. "I don't really give a fuck about you Kain. I was just trying to have some fun before you went and ruined my night." "Oh you knew exactly what you were doing. I don't buy anything else for a second. You saw me. You knew you were pissing me off and you pushed me further. Well Drea, you pushed too fucking hard."

When introverted Paige Lewis unexpectedly wins a radio contest, she didn't know she would be off to Florida for a week with confident Parker Collins, the star soccer player at her rival high school. The two are forced to attend the Wanderlust music festival together and after they get over the initial dislike for one another, will attraction form? And when they return home to their very different lives, can they find the time for love? ••• I followed Parker down the hall and he unlocked our door, holding it open for me. As soon as the click of the door closed, he cornered me against it, his hands on either side of my head. I held in a breath because of his proximity. "I've been wanting to kiss you since the day I met you," he voiced honestly and nudged his nose against my own. "You taste so good, Paige, you don't even know." I looked away, not being able to handle his words but he quickly brought his index finger under my chin to bring my face back to his. Highest Rankings ☆ #1 in festival ☆ #1 in music festival ☆ #1 in music ☆ #1 in undiscovered ☆ #1 in new book ☆ #1 in teen ☆ #4 in teen fiction ☆ #5 in love In collaboration with my amazing co-writer @still-warm!

Paradise awaits or so they thought. When the Bradford's boarded the plane for their tropical paradise they assumed the next two months would be all fun and relaxation. With white sandy beaches, cool blue water, and family and friends to enjoy it all. When life presents you with a gift, you grab on with both hands and hold tight. For Hunter Bradford, as much as she needed this break from reality, she couldn't muster up any excitement. The truth was, she's in a rut. Disgusted with her uncle's bad decisions, embarrassed by the headlines he's made for the family and furious with his wife, Hunter needed a break from all of it. She convinced her father to allow them the summer vacation of her dreams, in hopes of finding herself again. Opportunity was waiting for Wyatt Segler. A tropical paradise, a beautiful woman, and two months to get her attention. Wyatt has been given a chance of a lifetime to finally tell the woman how he feels. Hurricane storms, power outages and a stranger among them was not part of the plan. Wyatt must choose how to step up to bat. He'll either strike out or will end up Sliding into Home?

a cute story on bubbly Aura and grumpy Dominico's love, his obsession with her and her possessiveness over him - - "baby" "yes dom?" she replied sweetly with innocent eyes "jesus christ angel" i grunted huskily "dominico i think we can both agree im not jesus and im definitely not an angel, yes?" i didn't know what to do with myself somehow this petite blonde woman with blazing grey eyes had taken over my mind and body and all i could do was try to regain my thoughts and reply to my little love "daddy?" she asked with a tilted head "oh my fucking god" i rasped as my head fell back #1 in 'boyfriend' - 25/02/2024 #2 in 'daddy's girl' - 16/02/2024