Book 1: My Badboy Knight Tasha: I should know better than to fall for another guy who might break my heart again. But Nate Adams stormed into my life, crumbling down the walls I began building around my heart. He makes me want to fall in love again. This time, with him. Nate: Tasha Quinn is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Everything about her is beautiful. Hot. Sexy. Perfect. I am fucking in love with her. I have always been in love with her. She is my sweetest addiction. Book 2: The Playboy King Diane: Leo King doesn't give a fuck about love, dating, or any other cupid shit like that. He never lacks enough women to fuck in bed, is annoyingly attractive, and constantly oversteps his boundaries around me. Just because he's the heir to the generational wealth of the King Family doesn't mean he can have any woman at his beck and call. College was supposed to be my chance to start my life afresh, away from my past traumas. But Leo King is making things very hard for me. And living with him is also not helping me at all. Leo: Diane Brandon is the pain in my ass. Ever since she started living with me after my sister Marissa relocated to France, she's been dictating to me how I should live my life in my own house. I hate how she also acts like she is some quiet angel with no demons. But everyone has a skeleton in their closet, whether big or small, and I can feel down to my bones that Diane is hiding something truly dark beneath that cheerful, seductive mask of hers. However, her irresistible charm and mystery pulls me in even more, and despite my every instinct, I am falling.
View More‘Friendship improves happiness and abates misery by doubling our joys and dividing our grief.’ –Marcus Tullius CiceroDIANEGosh, I know I might sound cruel, but I feel like dragging her hair and enjoying her wail in pain.“How could you leave me like that?” I whine, throwing the question at her with a sigh. “It wasn't fair.”“Dee, I had to really go pee. Come on, just tell me already. What happened between the both of you while I was absent?”I sigh again. “He asked me out,” I admit with a shrug. “We’re going on a date this Saturday.”Crystal’s eyes widen, almost like her eyeballs are trying to pop right out of their sockets. A broad, happy grin spreads across her face. “Oh wow! That’s exciting Dee. You should totally go for it. You and I know he has been on your case for quite some time now. You might just find out that you will enjoy being with him and maybe, things can charge up from there.”“Maybe, I guess.” I roll my eyes, trying to wand off any hopes and expectations. “
DIANEMy classes for today just keep dragging on and on. During the short breaks in between, Crystal and I tried using the time to discuss a bit about how far each of us has gone in sketching the characters individually for the game competition. I am so glad that Crystal is my partner. She is so serious with this.Eventually, Crystal and I, with the rest of the other students, survive the last class for the day. To be honest, the only thing that kept me going through them all was the pleasure of distracting myself with my mind wandering off to Leo from time to time. During those times, the lecturers’ voices just fade away, becoming a mere low echo to my ears and inside my mind.I didn't care. Afterall, I still branched out once in a while and caught onto some important things that were taught. Now that classes are over, Crystal and I leave the classroom, and unlike before, Dante didn't disappoint us today again by not coming to school. He is in school today, and on our way walking to
DIANE Few minutes later, Leo is done making the coffee, and he pours two cups for himself and for me. He brings the coffees closer and settles the mugs down on the countertop before he sits down on the opposite stool from across the countertop, directly facing me.Just as I pick up the mug containing my coffee, I notice that he is staring at me again, but as soon as I look up, his eyes flick away.Please Leo, please stop doing this to me.“I made tacos.” He says after a sip. “You are welcome to have some for breakfast before we leave, if you want. They are right there near the coffee machine.” He finishes, pointing towards the coffee machine.I follow the direction of his pointing finger and discover the tacos sitting pretty on a ceramic plate near the coffee machine.I take a quick little sip of my coffee. “Thank you,” I keep the mug down. “I will have some.”Just as I try to stand up to my feet, Leo stops me and lets out a sigh that I can't quite attach any reason to.Is something
‘Freedom is priceless.’ –UnknownDIANEMONDAYI wake up with a soft groan to the annoying but loyal sound of my alarm, my ever conscious time reminder. I cup my mouth as I yawn, tossing from one side to the other on my bed.After that tense, emotionally charged conversation I had with Leo on Saturday morning, he left to go see his best friend Ren, and I worked on expanding the concept of the game. Throughout the entire time I spent on the character sketches, I kept feeling so relieved. So featherweight. Leo really paid attention to me throughout the entire session that I just kept talking and talking, and even though I later got caught up in the moment and tried to kiss him, he pulled me back to my fucking senses, despite the clear indication I saw written all over his face showing that he wanted to kiss me too.But I am glad it did not happen. He saved me from complicating things between us. It is funny how I am the one who almost tried to mess up our agreement that I instituted in t
‘My head gets messy when I try to hide The things I love about you in my mind I don't really know a lot about love But you're in my head, you're in my blood And it feels so good, it hurts so much — About Love by MARINA LEO Her eyes are growing more distant, and I want to tell her that none of this was her fault, that she was just a product of her upbringing. I want to tell her that she is no longer that kind of person now. But she begins speaking again. “I did my time in rehab and went through my healing process every single day. For months. That was where I met your sister Marissa. She was so kind and very supportive of me. Sometimes, I doubted and questioned her generosity towards me, but after a long while, I got used to it. I accepted it. My dad and Tasha were the two most fiercest support systems I had there, and with their help and advice, together with that of your sister and the friends I made there, I was able to get better. My life began to have meaning. Real meaning
‘The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It's the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared.’ —LOIS LOWRY LEO A little smile spreads on her face, but it does not reach her eyes, which are now looking distant. “Tasha is one of the kindest souls I have ever met in my life.” She continues. “We became best friends towards the end of our fourth grade in high school, and she was always there for me. She even gave me the opportunity to get to know her and her mother, and frankly, I was shocked to my bones the day she first invited me to her house and I saw for myself how close and carefree she was with her mum. They talked like besties, something that I have never experienced with my mum, and that same day, when I got back home, I began questioning everything. That was when I began seeing the loopholes and the cracks in the relationship I had with my mom, but I was like, ‘Tasha’s mum is different from my mum. Everyone's mum is not made to be the same.’ So, I just stu
‘You set the pace to the beat of my heartYou make it so easy — Everything I Ever Wanted by Jordan FisherLEOShit. I shouldn't have said that. I shouldn't have fucking said that!I should have kept my mouth shut, zipped, glued. But I have been feeling guilty about seeing those messages since last night. I am not really the type of person to poke into other people's privacy, but I broke that rule last night. Also, that stuff she said back at the bar, it kept on ringing inside my mind all night.I could not sleep well. I could not. All night, I was pricked with the persistent, thorny urge to know what happened to her. Why she spoke like that with so much pain.I wanted to know what happened, and I still want to know what happened. Also, I do not care if anyone calls me jealous, but I also want to find out the identity of the contact saved with those two heart emojis I saw in her phone last night.Does she have a boyfriend? I really don't think so, but anything is possible and it is
'True friends are like diamonds – bright, beautiful, valuable, and always in style.’ - Nicole RichieDIANEFew minutes later, I am done bathing. I step out of the shower enclosure and wrap a thick towel around my body. Tiny water droplets fall to my shoulders as I walk over to the small white washtub to brush my teeth. Getting there, I pick up my toothbrush and squeeze a little amount of toothpaste on it before I start to cleanse my teeth with it.It does not take long, and I rinse my mouth afterwards. I keep the toothbrush back to where I took it from before turning around to leave the bathroom.Despite everything that has happened to me in such a short period of time, I still feel in control of myself. Of my thoughts and emotions. I have learnt time and time again that no one has the right to make me feel so depressed, unless I give them such a right, which is never going to ever happen again in my life.Also, about my mum's visit yesterday, I am still going to tell Dad a
DIANE Shit. Leo knocks again, still not stopping. For a moment, I stay frozen on my bed, my eyes pinned to the door. But my brain is still trying to figure out the details of everything that happened yesterday. I can't really remember much of what happened right after I walked out on my mum and boarded a cab and then— Oh shit. OH FUCKING SHIT! I gasp, my palm flying to my mouth instantly as all the details rush up from the sunken depths of my mind, rising and flaring and flashing through my eyes like a vivid, 3D film like one of those screened in IMAX cinemas. I remember everything. EVERYTHING. Even if the last parts seem to be somehow vague, I still remember everything. I still remember Leo helping me out of the restaurant. I remember him putting me into his car. Bringing me back here. I even remember him carrying me into my room. And I think he made me swallow something too last night. Dear God, what the hell have I done—? His knocks pound again on my door, tearing me out fr
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