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Evelyn Sable liked order, she craved it. And, for all intents and purposes, she was good at maintaining it. At least, that was what she thought.

When Tristan Montgomery first walked through the library doors, she hadn't known that he wouldn't just be walking into the library, but into her life. What she really didn't know that with his presence, he would steal any semblance of order she had. What she last expected, though, was that while stealing her order... he'd end up stealing her heart.

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She cleared her throat. "How about we settle on not today?"

"Hmm?" he murmured, looking into her hazel eyes, which she hoped appeared as earnest as she felt in that moment.

"Sometimes, you're just not ready to be open about something personal, and that's okay. So, instead, tell me someday, just not today," she said.

"Not Today?" he said as if testing the words, before a smile settled upon his face. "I like that."All Rights Reserved

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Safe (Tradley) by Theghostlyguy

Tired of always being the victim, Broken, damaged and abused both physically and emotionally by his Father and his siblings Tristen decides to run away as far as he could from his past, and on his way he runs into Bradley a guy who wants to help Tristan but can Tristan trust him can he let anyone in? what happens when Brad falls in love with Tristan will he return it? is he even capable of love? and just how far from the past can he run? Important note! this is a re-write of I will always be here for you, no I did not steal it from the author I am the author but I had to create a new account because I couldn't access mine due to some complications with my email, I have re-named the story and there will be a lot of changes I wanted to improve it since I have to write it again and I wanted to write it again because I was enjoying writing it I worked hard, I know it has been along time but let's finish this, so to those of you who are reading and think this is familiar, this is why, I really hope you will enjoy it and thank you to all my readers from the previous story I am sorry I took so long and have to start from the beginning again.

The Softest Parts of Me (Book 1) by 20animeluver25

Leo is quiet, careful, and always watching the exits. Maddie is loud, steady, and impossible to ignore. Their connection isn't instant-but it's real. And when life starts to unravel, it's Maddie who stays. Even when Leo pushes her away. Especially then. This is a story about falling in love for the first time when your heart is still learning how to beat. About finding safety in someone else's hands... and daring to believe you deserve it. Story Snippet: ---- Then her voice floated out, light and casual: "Leo?" He looked up. The door cracked open a little, steam curling out, and Maddie peeked through-cheeks flushed from the heat, water dripping from the ends of her hair and trailing down the slope of her collarbone. She wasn't holding a towel. She wasn't really holding anything. Just leaned in the doorway, chin tilted up, the corner of her lip quirked slightly. "Can you grab my towel?" she asked, almost too casually. "I left it on the bed." His heart stuttered. "Uh-yeah. Yeah, of course." He scrambled up. "And my clothes? The ones I left out." Her voice lowered just a little, almost teasing. "Also... do you have a zip-up I can borrow?" He found himself nodding before he could think, already pulling the folded towel into his hands, then her clothes-still neatly laid out like she'd planned it. He grabbed her skincare pouch from the nightstand too. Last thing she'd want was to forget that. Then he paused at his duffel, rifling through until he found one of his hoodies. The grey one. Oversized. Definitely too big on her, which suddenly made his brain short-circuit even more. He knocked lightly on the doorframe. "Got everything." "Come in a little," she murmured from behind the door, cracking it open just an inch more. "Just... don't look." ---- - Content Warnings: emotional abuse, coercion, trauma recovery, PTSD, healing after SA - 70,000-210,00 words in total - BOOK 2 IS CONFIRMED!!!!! (cover pic is from pinterest)

Beautiful Scars by MrsEnStiles

A girl named Tracy who has suffered since school and have given up on love and kindness. A guy named Tristan, an orphan longing for love and suffered from betrayal. Hey guys. This is definitely not my first story. If you read my description in my profile you know this is also not my first account. So this story is definitely something close to my heart. Some parts of it is something that I have went through in my life. Those who get triggered easily, please do not read this book. This is a love story for sure. I am just writing for fun. You will know more on this story once you start reading it. Give it a try if you want to and thank you so much for all the support. And also please keep your negative comment to yourself. I am not a professional writer so my work won't be perfect so don't judge. Thank you once again and hope you enjoy reading. Have a blessed day.

Caged By Him by moonchild80

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

When Demons Are Redeemed: The Dominant's Muse by Enely1

When Tristan and Catherine meet, he immediately possesses her body, soon wants her mind, but has no interest in her heart. Nor his. While he happily feeds a darkness within him, she nervously runs from a past that predates her birth. Love, nice and stable are not even on the radar . . . **************** Catherine physically escapes her dark past only to realize that the running in her mind, however, has not ended, and that, in order to cope with this continued racing away from a past that she refuses to recall, and from another that she could never fathom to be her own, strong emotions must never possess her. Remaining "even" must therefore be her normalcy. Even. In order that she not emotionally swing from one extreme to another, and then catastrophically lose all of herself with the momentum. Even. Because she believes that people suffer bad luck, or even die, when she is not. When her self-imposed limited existence is nevertheless breached by Tristan, he owns no white horse, although he is seen upon one professionally, and he behaves in no way with chivalry, although he does own a suit of it for show. He, however, uses neither with her. He possesses her. He immediately sets new rules for her in his world, harsh ones, and she has no choice but to obey them. Him. Soon enough, however, what begins to matter most is that she no longer runs alone, even if now being chased by their blend of demons. What begins to matter even more is that he may know where the finish line is, and be strong enough to guide them there, eventually, with her as his muse, as his reason to want to reach it. (P.S. Tristan first appears in chapter Four . . . )

The Alpha's Softest Sin by Talesoftulip

"If she dares to run, she'll learn that mercy from me is sharper than cruelty." Tristan's POV She is the fire in my veins, the only ache I cannot kill. One breath from her and I am undone-beast and man both caged by her nearness. "Her nearness poisons me, yet I would drink her a thousand times over." "You don't see it yet, little flame... but your heart is already mine. If love does not bind you to me, chains will. If tenderness fails, I will wield obsession like a blade until you bleed only for me. The world may kneel or burn, I don't care- because you are the only sin I'll never repent, the only war I was born to win." "I would tear out my own soul, if she asked-yet cage hers if she runs." By Tulip

His Key by ramaliarich

My eyes widened as he locked my lips against his gently. Oh Jesus, he stole my first kiss. He kept licking and sucking my lips as if forced me to open my lips. I pushed his chest slowly and it made him wondering. "What's going on, baby?" "I'm afraid that you'll... leave me after then, Tristan." "Who says, baby?" "Nothing." I looked down at my lap. "I'm just afraid because this is my first kiss and you just stole it with no my permit." He let out a soft chuckled, tilting my chin up to look at him. "I stole it because you already stole my heart first. It's worth it, isn't it?" "Did you... try to flirt me?" "I told the truth, sweetheart." He answered solemnly. "If you don't trust me, you can feel that." He instantly kissed me for twice. I could not help but kissed him back. I did not know why suddenly I opened my lips for him. His tongue traveled inside my lips softly, kept sucking and playing with my tongue so gently. Moreover, he kept groaning inside my lips since earlier. I ran my hand through his quiff dark brown hair and maybe his quiff hair was messy already. I overwhelmed with his kissing. He was so unstoppable for kissing me. I kept holding my moaned as could as possible because I was shy if my moaned was so annoyed for him. Slowly, his kissing was getting deeper as if he wanted to eat the whole my lips. And I guessed his love was changed to be desire already. "Tristan." I pushed him on the chest softly. "You're too... quick. I can't kiss you quickly yet." "I'm sorry, baby." He chuckled. "I forgot that I'm your first kiss." "If you're my first kiss... How about me?" I asked cautiously. "Am I your... second kiss? Third?" He smiled. "You're my last."

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DESIRE AFTER THE RAIN by Scarlettheart011

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Playing His Games by loukeet

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Safe (Tradley)

Tired of always being the victim, Broken, damaged and abused both physically and emotionally by his Father and his siblings Tristen decides to run away as far as he could from his past, and on his way he runs into Bradley a guy who wants to help Tristan but can Tristan trust him can he let anyone in? what happens when Brad falls in love with Tristan will he return it? is he even capable of love? and just how far from the past can he run? Important note! this is a re-write of I will always be here for you, no I did not steal it from the author I am the author but I had to create a new account because I couldn't access mine due to some complications with my email, I have re-named the story and there will be a lot of changes I wanted to improve it since I have to write it again and I wanted to write it again because I was enjoying writing it I worked hard, I know it has been along time but let's finish this, so to those of you who are reading and think this is familiar, this is why, I really hope you will enjoy it and thank you to all my readers from the previous story I am sorry I took so long and have to start from the beginning again.