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Um this book is your typical bad boy falls in love with nerd but there will be twists that make it a not so cliché book. The first part of the book determines if you move further or not, but give this book a chance,you might even like it. The book is definitely not edited, so yes there will be alot of mistakes but you can read through them. So, this was the first book i ever published on wattpad so the beginning is a little off. But as you progress further, you will enhoy it. But i have other books to introduce starting with; 1. The Wedding Planner; Its the book two of this book, The Beautiful Nerd. I didn't really think that I'd write a book two but it just happened at the last minute.

“I’ll find a hot guy, make out with him and have sex with him” “Then they’ll know”. She closed her books, kept them on the desk beside her bed and went to sleep.

I am as exciting and predictable as a loaf of sliced white bread. Anyway, back to my story. The traffic started moving, and off he went, leaving behind the lingering scent of tobacco. At work, I had trouble concentrating, and spent most of the day creating racy vignettes in my head with us as the feature characters. Let's be honest; I have a very vivid imagination. The closest I've been to a hot steamy encounter is courtesy of the pages of my endless supply of paperback romance novels. I'm not the kind of girl that attracts hot, sexy men. In fact, I've been called an ice queen by more than one guy. But when I'm in the middle of one of my books, I am sensual, daring, sarcastically humorous, a

He asked me, propping himself up on his hand. “Yeah, much better,” I whispered, not wanting to break this moment between us. Placing another of those soft kisses he sat up and said, “I’m going to change.” . . A Gupta . Have you checked out my other books? If you're new, do check out my books. They all are completed and are dark romance with twisted heroes that will make you hate them but by the end of the book you'll fall for them still!! You can start with, Bride To Be and Saved By The Devil.

Maybe he was a fan of Fifty Shades. He could have learned all the moves from the book. Paige glanced at Chris. He did not seem like the type to read erotica. Perhaps the book was his bible. Paige lifted the covers and looked at Chris smoking. Then, it dawned on her. Chris did not have a tobacco addiction. He did not really smoke. However, he enjoyed a puff or two after their bedroom fun. Paige asked Chris nervously, “You respect the old and care for the young, right?”

Goosebumps erupted across my skin as the cool air hit me. "Lyra.." he whispered against my face, his breath warm and heavy with alcohol. He pressed his lips to my neck again, and my back arched off the bed involuntarily. My head pressed back into the mattress as sensations I'd never felt before coursed through me. He trailed kisses up to my face before his lips found mine. The kiss was soft at first, then deeper, making my stomach flip and twist with nervous excitement. I could feel him struggling with his pants, and my breathing became rapid and shallow. I couldn't tell if I was panicking or just incredibly excited.

Edward handled most of them while I restocked shelves and learned the layout. Around two, a woman came in looking for a specific dark romance. "Do you have anything like Butcher & Blackbird?" she asked. "I just finished it and I need something similar." Edward looked at me. "Maliya?" I stepped forward. "Have you read Haunting Adeline? Or the Broken Bride series? They've got similar dark romance vibes with morally gray love interests." Her face lit up. "I haven't read either of those. Where are they?" I led her to the romance section, pulled both books, gave her quick summaries.

For just a second, I caught a glimpse of pain flickering across his face before it vanished behind his usual icy facade. "The wedding's next month," he said. "Nora needs a bridesmaid." Nora Hunter. The girl who had shown up out of the blue three months ago, 20 and all sunshine with her blonde hair and blue eyes, clueless about the shadows in the world. Francis had welcomed her into the mansion, showered her with jewels, and paraded her around at every high-society event. Francis kept whispering sweet nothings to me, even as he was gearing up to marry someone else.

"Then begin." She opened the book. The pages were heavy vellum, script ink written in flowing black. She breathed in and started reading, her voice deepening as she became caught up in the book. It was rich and sensual, of the god's coming, the scent of rain and mature grain that clung around him, the fear of the gentleness of his hands.

She pushed me back onto the sofa, her hands inching toward the waistband of my jeans. Still locked in a passionate kiss, my hand ventured beneath her shirt, while my foot urged her legs apart. Her shallow breaths resonated in my ears, laced with need and desire. I could feel my cock throbbing against her thigh, aching for her touch. The earlier phone call had soured my mood, but the sight of her rekindled my spirits instantly.