"You're a thorn in my side." . . . The bane of my existence has always been Alessandro Silvestro. He's the reason my blood boils every time I'm in the same room as him. The reason why I do things out of my character. He brings out the nasty, rotten side of me. He was my first love. First enemy. And if that wasn't enough, he's also the identical copy of my best friend. The person I hate the most also has the face of the person who means the most to me. And he'll stop at nothing to see me crushed and wither in front of his eyes.

She hated him as much as he wanted her, a thorn in her side ever since they met, and it had only gotten worse with each lingering gaze between them. As an aspiring journalist, Presley didn't believe in love-or lasting romantic relationships of any kind. The last thing she needed in her whirlwind of life was to get involved with her best's friends bodyguard-or rather the head of the Cosa Nostra. A man with little use of manners and secrets in his past. Tall, handsome and covered with tattoos, a living and breathing hazard with a cold nature and quiet demeanor. A beautiful monster dressed in leather jackets, and tight fitting shirts. A made man. Silvio had ever met a woman like her, who spent every minute glaring at him. One who he was consumed to touch despite his dislike for touch. A stubborn femme fatale with soft brown eyes and obsidian curls. A woman he'd been trying to resist for a long time. When a threat from her past lands her into the very arms of her nemesis and into a fake relationship, she's forced to get to know him and suddenly, their fake relationship feels more real than anything she had ever own. - preview - God, it felt right like this was where it belonged-this was where I belonged. And she felt it too, given by the slight rush of her breathing, and dazed eyes. There was always this magnetic pull and tug between us, so irresistible and consuming. "Silvio." She let out a small gasp, obviously not expecting me to touch her, and it burned. Everything right now burned but it felt good. Almost in an addicting way like the pain crossed the threshold and soared to become another feeling. "I don't think this is a good idea." "You want me to stop right now, say it but this is a damn good idea." I said in a gruff voice. "Tell me you don't want this, tell me it's a bad idea and I'll stop."

Mary Jane Chaucer hasn't forgotten Seth. Even when the world already has. It's been two years since he left without a trace-turned into no more than a ghost-and Mary Jane knows nothing beyond his first name, the fact that he likes scrambled eggs, and that his heart is kind and Mary Jane owes him. A lot. What are the chances that her one-night-stand, in an attempt to forget and let go for a night, hasn't forgotten Seth either? So, with his help, she looks for the boy. But perhaps she doesn't need to look far.

Rhysand, Everything is in here. I'm sorry I stole them. Your hoodie, your cologne, your earrings, your college shirt and all your other shirts, your watch. The key to this house. I'm not giving you back your lighter. Here's a lollipop instead. If I forgot anything, let me know. - Andy

Shit's crazy. One day, you are taken from your home. The next day, he ruins you. Yay. The day after that, your wolf becomes a mute. The day, even after that, you run. Then, the day, even after that, you become a rogue and start killing Alphas for money. Double yay. And you end up meeting the Death Lust Alpha, his worst enemy. The Death Lust Alpha kills rogues. And you're mated to him. Triple yay. +16

To start over. That's what Alex Rose needed, after that night. That's what drove her out of her home in London, to New York, halfway across the world, to start her second year of college in North Regal University. A whole new world greets her, new people, a gorgeous city, new experiences. Perfect to start over, to forget. To leave the demons of her past far behind. Hunter Triton. The boy with tattoos on his skin, and scars on his heart. Disconnected from reality, wrapped up in his own demons. No one could really figure him out. A silver eyed, cold hearted soccer player who likes to throw punches in his free time isn't one of the things Alex expected to come across. The things that happen when two damaged people with dark pasts, terrible secrets and demons to battle, collide... Will they make or break each other? ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 「NEW ADULT COLLEGE SPORTS ROMANCE 」 「 COMPLETE 」 ✦ 𝙂𝙊𝙇𝘿 𝙍𝘼𝙉𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎 ✦ 01 on #mentalhealth - 12/01/21 01 on #campus - 10/02/21 01 on #opposites - 01/02/21 01 on #soccer - 17/02/21 01 on #boxing - 06/04/21 01 on #university - 14/08/21 02 on #badboy - 03/05/21 03 on #collegeromance - 03/01/21 09 on #foundfamily - 26/08/21 10 on #college - 10/01/21 CONTENT WARNING: this book mentions and talks about sensitive and mature themes such as mental disorders, sexual assault, erotica etc. 15+ readers only. #ProjectBadBoys & #ProjectBrave

COMPLETED. Damon Hale-the rising king of the underworld, focused on taking over the family "business". The list of things he cared about were limited-keeping his family and his power safe from the hands of rivals who would stop at nothing to destroy them. Harboring his obsession with the only woman in the world who was utterly apathetic toward him was an arduous task, albeit one he did well. Until he realized her fierceness was all just a shield to protect a soul as broken as could be. Tantalizingly perilous. Maddeningly muted. Unbelievably temping. Kings of New York - Book 2. Rankings: #1 - steam

COMPLETED. Christian Ryder-a masterpiece in a five-figure suit. Cunning, handsome, fiery, and most of all, permanently single. The youngest and richest CEO in America could have anything, anyone he wanted. A hidden temper as combustible as kerosene had only one antidote-the daughter of the East Coast's most terrifying mob boss. The girl he'd broken the world's most important promise with. The one who was hiding a secret wrapped in years of heartache and history. Sinfully irresistible. Deviously brilliant. Dangerously perfect. Kings of New York - Book 3.

COMPLETED. Francis Duval-a mysterious enigma who cared for nothing. A soul too smart for his own good in a world that moved entirely too slow. A boy with a dangerous past that stayed hidden for reasons unknown, tied to highest of the elite. Harsh green eyes that could read everyone like an open book, the pages too easy for him to comprehend. The very definition of irresistible. Glitz and glimmer never did it for him-until it walked in, wrapped in pink. Painfully brilliant. Effortlessly cruel. Startlingly apathetic. Kings of New York - Book 1. TW: Discusses themes of domestic and child abuse. Rankings: #1 - highschoolromance #1 - steam #1 - french #1 - richkids #1 - richgirl #1 - pink

〚FEATURED〛 ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ "My pick-up lines are great." "Yeah, and I have a pet llama." "You do??" "No, idiot." ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ Arc-en-ciel (n.): Rainbow He's the perfect example of a thundercloud. He's rude, grumbly, and frightening to most- ready to harshly rain down on anyone in his way. She's a human sunbeam, at best. She's the kind of person with a sunshine personality that everyone adores- bubbly, nearly always beaming, and looking to spread smiles. Working with your polar opposite might seem like the worst thing that could happen. But around every thundercloud's rain, there comes sunshine. And with the sun and rain, come rainbows. ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ Featured in Wattpad Teenfiction's 'Funny Bones' Reading list [no idea how that happened lol] [#1 in Adorable | 1# in Cute | 1# in LoveAtFirstSight } [#1 in BadBoy | 1# in Boyfriend| 1# in Fiction ] [#2 in GoodGirl | #2 in Romance] ©All rights reserved, available only on Wattpad [Cover images do not belong to me, all rights reserved by owners]