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"You're not the type of girl I'd usually kiss," he says, his eyes fixed on my lips. "But I'll do it anyway." Then the cocky jerk leans in and kisses me. *** He claims to like her, she claims she'd never be stupid enough to trust a bad boy with her heart. *** After the death of her best friend, Ava Jordan Hansen's main goal is to get through senior year without losing her mind. She badly wants a distraction from her dark thoughts...but is tutoring the school's bad boy the solution? Jude Walker's life has never been easy--not since he made a mistake that turned his family against him. His father cut him off at 18, and to support himself, he took up underground fighting, modelling--whatever puts a buck in his pocket. He needs a university scholarship and to fix his Math grade, he finds himself thrown together with a smartass good girl. The two seem so different at a glance--the nerdy girl with a smart mouth and the troublesome bad boy with a different girl pressed against his locker every week. But they both have their own trauma, fighting not to drown in their pain. Will they help each other survive, or will they drag each other deeper under the surface?

When Steven Baxter, the heartthrob of the school, admits that he loves action movies the most, my childhood friend, Lisa Thornton, has my limbs strapped to four huge drones. During the flag-raising ceremony on Monday morning, the drones lift me high up in the air in front of the entire school. The students' laughter is deafeningly loud. The videos they take quickly go viral, too. I only get to return to the surface once the drones finally run out of power and make their descent automatically. With a wide grin on her face, Lisa unties me from the drones. "Steven loves action movies, so we had you cosplay the main character from the most popular Tom Cruise movie. "We grew up together since we were kids, Dominic. Surely you don't mind, right?" As I sit on the ground, Steven pulls Lisa into his arms before he starts guffawing at me. Tears soon streak down his face from all the laughing. "I can't believe you actually peed yourself!" "Ahahahaha!" I get up to my feet and walk away. From then on, I don't return to Lisa's side. But Lisa soon loses her mind. "We've known each other for ten years! Must you really do this to me?"

I used to kill for the joy of it, and she would have killed to stop people like me. I lost my first mate through a wicked twist of fate. Now, I run the risk of losing my second chance mate as fate makes an enemy of me once again. I foolishly believed Adriana was my reward for leaving the life I lived before her behind, my means of coming out of the darkness and embracing a life of light. I was wrong. Among wolves, penitence will never be enough. The only way to atone for the blood I’ve spilled is through more bloodshed, and there are a whole lot of angry Alphas after mine at the moment. Adriana wants to stand by me and fight my battles, but I would rather die than have her fight for my misdeeds. What she deserves is a hero, a morally conscious man who can save the world, but what she got was me instead: a selfish, exiled Alpha who would bleed the world dry to protect her. Even if it means losing my own salvation along the way. ***This is the 3rd book in the Alpha's Guardian Series. Liam and Adriana. This can be read on its own or you can read the first two books to get more history about the Main Characters.

Anastasia Gastiello, is not your typical girl. She was once the meanest, baddest, most cruel cheer captain in Grimsborrow high. That changed after the accident. When she woke up with no memories from the first day she entered high school, covered in her blood with the dead bodies of her family scattered around her. Anastasia isn’t the main suspect, no in fact the police know that she didn’t do it because her injuries show that she’s supposed to be dead. But somehow she survived. As Anastasia tries to get back into her school routine, while the people she bullied seek out revenge, HE shows up to save her. Griffin Masters scares her. This big black furred wolf hybrid is dangerous, and should not be trusted. But he won’t leave her alone, and seems obsessed with helping her uncover her memories of that night. He is the bad boy every parent warns you about. They begin their investigation in private, away from the cops and some very powerful people who are hell bent on ensuring she never regains her memory, and that the truth about what happened to her family never gets out. Anastasia desperately wants answers, and the closer she gets the more she realizes that the truth might not be worth discovering after all.

His voice was low as he remarked, "You’re kissing a stranger," yet his eyes were full of intrigue. When I barged into their engagement party, the hurt of my betrayal was still fresh because I had just been deceived by the two people I trusted the most, my best friend and my ex. Then, however, he appeared. The enigmatic billionaire CEO who has a reputation for avoiding relationships is Yemi Kings. I kissed him right then and there, while everything fell apart around me. It was reckless and hasty, yet it seemed genuine for the first time in weeks. Nevertheless, what started as a defiant act soon evolved into a tangled network of deceit, mysteries, and an undeniable chemistry that neither one of us could ignore. I was surprised that he wanted me. This was unexpected. However, we are compelled to play a game neither of us is ready for when Yemi's and my past intersect. The tension is tremendous, the stakes are enormous, and the distinction between passion and retaliation is blurred in ways I never would have thought possible. His main thought right now is to claim me as his own. But will I still be able to trust him when the truth is revealed? Or are we going to see our worlds fall apart forever? The phone rang just as I was starting to have faith in us. Everything was broken by the voice on the other end.

At the National High School Football All-Star Game, my boyfriend Evan had just been named MVP. Sophia, the cheer captain, immediately posted on Instagram. Caption: "Guess who got a little something from the champion himself~" The photo turned out to be a pair of Evan's worn underwear! Scrawled across them in lipstick were the words: "For my dearest Sophia." She held them up with her long acrylic nails, pouting for the selfie. The internet exploded. "Why does she have his underwear?" "Isn't it obvious? They're totally together." "Sitting here waiting for the official couple photo." Within seconds, a close-up of the two of them cheek-to-cheek surfaced in the comments. Congratulations and teasing flooded the feed. I gripped my phone, a chill spreading through my entire body. Evan had promised to go public about us ages ago but kept putting it off, saying he needed to prove himself first. He'd been stalling ever since. Now here I was, his actual girlfriend, and I didn't even get an invite to his victory party. I took a deep breath and called him. "Explain." On the other end, Evan's voice was lazy, almost amused. "The fans grabbed everything off me. Jersey, pads, all of it. Sophia insisted on keeping something as a souvenir, so I gave her the underwear. No big deal." "The Instagram post is just riding the hype. Don't be so uptight about it." Then Sophia's voice chimed in. "Yeah, honey, Evan and I are like brothers! I've seen everything on him already. It's just a pair of boxers, so don't be so petty." I listened to their increasingly flirtatious banter through the speaker, then slowly pulled off my engagement ring and tossed it aside. "Fine," I said to Evan. "I'll be the bigger person. Why don't you skip the 'girl bro' thing and just make her your girlfriend? I'm tired of watching this act."

On graduation day, I caught Julian—the boy who had been my shadow for twelve years—pinning another woman against the wall, kissing her hard. His hand smacked her ass before he scooped her up and carried her into the hotel. When my call interrupted him, he just hung up impatiently and texted back: "Aria, stop playing the fragile little girl with your panic attacks. I'm not your babysitter anymore." "I'm the next in line for the Valerius family. I have real business to handle. I don't have the energy to be your nanny." Then, he coldly sent me a link to some newly developed AI personal assistant app. "If you're that lonely, go chat with the AI. It's way more useful than you clinging to me every day." I stood frozen, tears streaming down my face. A suffocating wave of heartbreak and loss swallowed me whole. My parents died saving his parents—the current Don and Donna of the Valerius Family. We grew up together. He took care of me for twelve years. I always thought he loved me. I even thought we'd get married one day. But now, I was just a burden. An annoyance. Watching his back disappear into the hotel lobby, I numbly downloaded the app. "What color should I wear to the graduation party?" "Burgundy. It complements your pale skin and hugs your curves perfectly." "I want to change up my jewelry too..." "You have beautiful collarbones. You don't need anything complicated. A minimalist platinum necklace would be perfect." "Where should I go for my solo graduation trip?" "Your private account shows a love for the Mediterranean. Go to the Amalfi Coast. The sun will look good on you." "Okay. I'll listen to you." Wait. Something was wrong. Why would an AI app know about my secret Instagram account?

"I'm very sure I'm allowed to fuck who so ever I want to fuck" I yelled at him, unaware of how close we were"No Cara, you only get to fuck me, I own you and this sweet pussy of yours" he said, sliding his fingers into my pussy.All this started because of that stupid threesome I agreed to.Sewa has been alone for most of her life, not because she couldn't have friends, no, she just enjoyed her own company and she loved peace and quiet. It lasted for a while until she came across the greatest disturbance Antonio Rivera, an Italian womanizer who took to liking her and her body.She can't seem to get him out of her mind after their first meeting and likewise.The man started to grow a strong sexual desire towards her until it became something more, something he dreaded.

"Don't touch me!", Arieon yelled at him as tears fell freely from her eyes. She was breathing heavily from the way she ran down the stairs. "You'll harm yourself, be careful!", Enzo snapped at her angrily. She glared at him, "The only harm that will come to me is you, so stay the fuck away!". He rolled his eyes and walked down the stairs. The more steps he took towards her,the more she moved backwards. Her back hit the wall and she cursed internally. He grinned in triumph and placed his fingers on her jaw making her to look at him. "Mi cara, you're the only good in my life. You and our unborn child", he placed his hand on her stomach and she felt her heart flutter. "Stop running away", he leaned closer to her. "And if I don't", she asked in a hushed tone. Their eyes locked and he grinned, "I'll keep chasing you, Arieon".

" You're mine, cara mia…” Adrian's breath crept up my skin as he held me still with his arm around my waist. I hissed, pulling back and failed. “In your dreams, Adrian.” His low chuckle scared me, but I acted tough. I couldn't afford to lose face before him. His other hand ran up to my hair and pulled, making me help and he whispered in my ear. “Disobey me again and I'll make you cum while my men watch.” That was Adrian Moretti the devil, and Mafia Don to the top elite cartel and Serena was his surrogate. He had bought her as his surrogate and didn't love her, but why? Serena craves freedom but she can't bring herself to hate his touch. What happens when she finds out he has a hand in her father's death and planned all of this to make her his? Read on to find out!