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𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙖 𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙙, 𝙨𝙤 𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙚,
𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙡, 𝙨𝙤 𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗲,
𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩, 𝙣𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙚,
𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚, 𝙨𝙤 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙞𝙢. 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙞𝙢?

Their personalities, actions, thinking, and so forth are strikingly similar plus they both had a crappy past. You've probably heard stories about how a good girl falls in love with a bad boy or vice versa. However, in this scenario, despite the fact that they were never supposed to be together, they were asked or, more accurately, told to stay away from each other. He had also been informed that "𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐄."

It's definitely not a story of a King and his Queen, it's a story of a King and his Knight. And how two people find their way to each other. 
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He smirked "Are you trying to seduce me, knight?" he started to play along, he tugged a strand of my hair behind my ear and his thumb caressing my cheek. While his delated orbs never left mine. But I'm not gonna let you win, Ryan, and I'll make sure of it. 

"Do you want me to seduce you, King?" I seductively remarked raising a brow. He slightly laughed "you can't seduce me, knight" attitude dripping from his voice.
 
I smirked and replied "I'm gonna take that as a challenge" my fingers trailed down to his lips and stopped at his lower lip.

"Sure, you have a whole night for it" he smirked.
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Challenge Accepted by linlou999

"Marek, don't do this. Keep your captainship. I'll tell the truth about what happened and we'll both be out of the deal." "But-" "I don't know what your doing, if you think this is going to win you attention or sympathy. Or maybe you are being a noble prat and doing as 'you should'. Plus, I don't mean anything to you. Never have, never will. So please, please, stop acting like I'm special. " "But you are." And then his voice cracked, and I cracked with it. ------------------------ She's sick of his arrogant ways, and the bragging. With her goal being to slap some sense into him, she makes a deal; they act like a couple in every sense of the word and the first one to fall in love? Loses. It's only when she realises he may not be such a terrible man after all that she doubts her ability to win. But what if the one thing she put on the line is the one thing she would die trying to protect? Will she allow a relationship to blossom under pressure from her past? **Disclaimer** The drawing in the cover isn't mine (but it was so pretty I used it anyway). If you know who it belongs to, tell me and I can give them the rightful credit. **Implication of sex and some minor bad language. Do not read unless mature enough.**

Someone Like Adam by mahumwrites

"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

Taming the Street Racer ✔️ by koolkenz

He tips my head toward his with his index finger, keeping my eyes trained on him and driving me crazy with the primal look on his face. His grey eyes look heavy, filled with dark desire, and a shock runs up through my core. Everything around us disappears and all I can sense is him and the hardness pressing between my legs. "What are you doing to me, River?" he whispers, his voice raspy and utterly captivated. His face is lowering and I'm closing my eyes, waiting for soft lips to press against mine. My whole body is on fire as I hold my breath for his touch. ♔ Everyone in River Avelle's hometown knows about Grayson Maddox - the troubled badboy who almost killed another student in the middle of the school hallway. Those who look into Grayson's eyes only see pure fury and hatred. They all think he's beyond redemption, even Grayson himself. But not River. As the seemingly perfect good girl, River saw something more in those alluring grey eyes. Something worth holding onto. From the first time their eyes connect, both Grayson and River feel the intense, undeniable attraction between them...but neither of them understand what's pulling them together so fiercely. The closer they get and the more vulnerable they become, River has to wonder: is she saving Grayson from his darkness? Or is she just pulling him further into hers? ♔ cover by : @strayinspace

The Bad Boy Is Obsessed With Me ✔️ by DreamcatcherItis

"Go, I don't want to make you hate me for what I did." he says softly as a tear of drop dipped from his eyes. "What are you talking about?" I approached him. "Don't you know, it's fucking clear that you will not choose me." he sadly smiles. "Are you sure about that?" I ask him and turned him to face me. His eyes were now red by now. I hate seeing him like this. "Because, it's pretty clear that I have chosen you, bad boy...." I whisper with a smile.... --------- She has the ability to love. He doesn't. She wants the adventure. He wants to love. She is shy, beautiful, naive and new to everything that was going to begin in her life. But, He is the bad boy. What happens when these two collide with each other and then came to know that they are the only one who can help each other with their problems?? "He becomes possessive and obsessed with her but that is the first thing that scares her about everyone" Join them in their sweet, funny and possessive love story where everything is about to reveal.... Started on:- 8 April 2018 Completed on:- 30 April 2019 HIGHEST RANKING~ #1 in Obsessed(26 July 2018) HIGHEST RANKING~#6 in Hotboys(17 July 2018) Achievements:- #103 in teen fiction-28 July 2018 #90 in teen fiction-10 August 2018 #72 in teen fiction- 14 August 2018 #55 in teen fiction- 16 August 2018 #37 in teen fiction- 7 April 2019 WARNING:-This is going to be a clichè story!

The Ride Home by 2lovely2

'You hurt me, And I hurt you. We are forever even.' /// 'So why are you talking to me again?' 'Switch up the scenery,' he replied shortly. I frowned and took a small bite of my ice cream. Only a week ago I was crying in his arms with bruised knuckles at a bus stop. I had decided that would be the last time we would ever even be together. I had thought that it would turn into an embarrassing memory that I would always associate with his name. Yet here we were. He was sitting across from me with tinted lips from stained ice-cream. And this very moment caused me to wonder what more would come from that memory. I was a firm believer in avoiding violence. This is ironic since I was the one who punched a girl. But the more I thought about it and the more I took in Blake's presence sitting across from me, the more I came to the conclusion that maybe something good came from it. And to think, this entire thing was sprouted from one ride home. ~ ~ ~ WARNING: -This book contains profanity -It also has sexual dialogue and very suggested sexual scenes so it may get a lil frisky ~I have already pre-written most of this book so updates should be fairly quick

Castle in the City by lia2wavy

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The Art Of Seduction(Slowly Editing...) by No_Limitations

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Storm, Meet Raine by Oneinamillie

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Challenge Accepted

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