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SYMPATHY FOR THE DEVIL, J.HUGHES
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Complete, First published Feb 26, 2024
Mature
Sympathy For The Devil is the sequel to In My Rearview Mirror.

Jack lingers in her thoughts. 
He knows the devil can wear a charming smile, just like hers. And though Morgan's lips still bear the burn of kissing the devil's face, the pull between them refuses to fade.
Now, as Morgan finds herself happier than ever, she's grown into a more mature person, owning up to her past mistakes and moving forward. 
Morgan and Jack navigate their tumultuous relationship, they confront the shadows of their past and the possibility of a future defined by forgiveness and understanding.
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OFF THE BOARDS, L.H

90 parts Complete Mature

SYDNEY is a figure skater who's all about that Olympic dream. She's got tunnel vision when it comes to her goals-no partying, no boys, just ice and grit. But if there's one thing she can't stand, it's the cocky hockey players who think they own the rink. Especially Luke Hughes, the campus golden boy who acts like he's too cool to care about anything that doesn't involve a puck. Luke's the type of guy who gets whatever he wants-girls, attention, a free pass to do whatever the hell he feels like. He's tall, hot as hell, and so confident it's annoying. But he's also carrying a load of pressure no one knows about, and he's damn good at hiding it. Everyone thinks he's the guy with no worries, but the truth is, he's cracking under the weight of living up to his brothers' NHL legacy. That's why Sydney hates him. They're supposed to hate each other, but the tension between them is so thick you could cut it with a skate blade. And once that tension snaps, all bets are off. It's dirty, it's raw, and it's nothing like either of them expected. They can't keep their hands off each other, but when the dust settles, they're both left wondering if this is just a fling or something that's gonna fuck up everything they've worked for.