Mason Gooding Booksmart Novels & Stories

A loud click followed by a flashing green light came from the safe. "They didn't." Breyona shrugged, giving Mason a cocky grin. "Mom's horrible with remembering numbers. She used to forget Dad's birthday all the time." Mason and I waited withheld breath as Breyona opened the thick safe. An exhale of breath came from Mason’s lips as we locked eyes on the only book sitting in the safe. “One book?” Mason scoffed, shaking out his sandy blonde hair. “An entire safe for one book.” “Like I said, my parents are paranoid.” Breyona shrugged, her hands gentle as she lifted the book into her arms. “Plus, this book is probably priceless.”

Tutoring The Bad Boy [When Miss Petite meets Mr. Arrogant] * Written by Authoress Kamara . 🍭Episode 1🍭 . Haven Griffin The blaring sound of the alarm caused me to flip open my eyelids. Jeez! Is it that loud ?? I sat up while groaning, the sound disturbing my eardrums. I finally lost my cool throwing the alarm clock at the door. Finally! I sigh while resting on the headboard of the bed still having the hangover from yesterday after partying in the club with my guys.

I, Gianna Johnston, am born into a family of prodigies. My dad, Henry Johnston, is a computer science professor from Hafford University. My mom, Naomi Liddell, is a medical professor at Starvard University. And my brother, George Johnston, is an international math olympiad champion. Meanwhile, I'm barely passing my math classes at school. George gets so mad at me that he immediately writes down three full sets of math exam questions and exclaims, "You're so dumb that you're nothing but an embarrassment to Mom and Dad and me! "Don't you even think about leaving the house and embarrassing us again without completing all these math questions!" Mom then forces a few pills straight down my t

Sweet Bastard::: Clearing his throat, he gestured for Serena, " Let me walk you over to your office" Serena smiled at him, nodding her head as they both walked out. His office was next to hers, they both entered and Serena was awe at how beautiful and we'll organized it was. "Do you like it?" Mitch asked, seeing the look of surprise on her face. "Yes, this is beautiful" Serena replied, her hands slowly slid across the obviously expensive leather table, a computer was already connected next to some files on the table, the files and books on the shelf were neatly arranged and some flower vase positioned in the right places.

I just hoped that the evening went good with the bad boy. But then putting good and bad boy in the same sentence was bizarre and absurd. It was like having Jay Z and Solange in the same room. It would probably end up in a disaster. I blew a breath of air intent on not getting affected by whatever would happen in near future. Bad boys are bad addictions!

While begging internally for help, I felt him creep up behind me, his lips lowering to my ears. "Sam . . ." I bite my lip "Let's get something to eat." I nearly jumped with glee, up within seconds while throwing his slides on. "Well, what're you waiting for?" He gives me a small loving smile before shaking his head and standing. Off to chow down on some meat! Ya nasty. # Can you believe Samuel snuck the Chemistry book behind him? I felt like a child who had been told they were going to get icecream, but instead got a trip to the doctors.

Awful state,” bisbisbishop between his teeth, reflecting on what it meant to Jay and Sasha in the wake of having their startling memories. “All things considered, it wasn't out of the ordinary,” says Mason, to which I shrug a bit. In any case, isn't it expected that you were done flipping through that book the night before? He asks moving, pointing Angeldo with his pointer to my lap. I stifle a murmur when I see the book sprawled across my thighs with a blue sheet embedded between the pages as a bookmark. “I'm taking as long as I need to, basically, I react, not having the guts to concede that flipping through a lonely passage gives me a terrible headache.

And I realized how much of my life had been performative—how often I’d lived for other people’s applause and not my own breath. At the bookstore, I met Mason. He worked the register and wore mismatched socks and oversized glasses. He didn’t recognize me—not even a flicker of suspicion in his eyes when I handed over a copy of Just Kids. He complimented my taste in books and asked if I was new in town. “Kind of,” I said, fiddling with my wallet. “Well,” he shrugged, “welcome to obscurity. It’s underrated.” We ended up chatting for fifteen minutes—about Patti Smith, poetry slams, and a nearby restaurant that served the best dumplings outside of New York. It wasn’t flirtation. Not really. It was

The Debt Collector (Erotic Romance and sequel to The Bad Boy's problem) The Unwanted Bride (Erotic Romance and sequel to The Debt Collector) My Boss is Clueless (Romantic comedy) Trapped by the Badboy Billionaire (Romantic Comedy and book two of My Boss is Clueless) The CEO's Serious Pursuit (Romantic Comedy and book 3 of My Boss is Clueless) A Chaotic Flower (Romantic Mystery) The Wrong Brother (Teen Romance) The Ugly One (Romantic Comedy) Stalking Aaron (Contemporary Romance and the sequel of The Ugly One) Excuse Me, I Quit! (Teen Romance) Beautiful Adeline: A Mafia Romance (Dark Romance) I Still Hate You (BxB, BL, MxM, LGBQT Romance) All For the Money (Erotic Romance) His Girlfriend's Bro

They fought side by side, and their relationship was beyond that of an employer and employee. But now... Jasmine smiled coyly at Chris. "Mr. Davis, do I look good today?" Chris clearly enjoyed it, pulling her waist and cocking his brows with a smile. "Of course, you look good, my dear." Jasmine teased, "Then why didn't you answer my call? Were you..." Chris pinched her nose, looking impatient. "What are you thinking?" "She's like a dead fish in bed. Who would marry a cripple? I've really had enough of it all these years. She's just a deaf person who makes me want to throw up now."