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I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

"Like when the guy is dominant or possessive. At least, that's what I get out of it when I read." "What do you like to read?" "Romance." "Yeah? Does that mean that I'm going to have to live up to some crazy high expectations?" "Possibly," she admits on a laugh, reaching out, lifting her water to her lips. She takes a sip. "I mean, it's not like authors typically write men who make readers cringe, but some of them are a bit over the top and unrealistic. Most, though, just, yum." "Make you horny when you read?" I guess. I've heard enough from Penny when she talks about the books she reads with Olivia to know that they fall into that category often after reading.

Finally, College Romance is a wrap but there is actually a book I should have posted before it. The story of their parents titled HER PERSONALITY. It's a short book do I will be updating this soon. 🖤🖤HER PERSONALITY🖤🖤 ___________________________ AUTHORESS RICKY _____________________________ ✍️SYNOPSIS✍️ Not every lady want to be a queen that would be pampered by a man or been boss around or just a full house wife.

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

I laugh. “Yeah… they’re definitely similar.Possessive. Stubborn. Stupid rich. And they just love taking their damn sweet time making moves—as if we don't already know exactly where this is going.I swear to God though—if he doesn’t ask soon,I’ll snap and do it myself.” “Alright grumpy.Let’s go to bed now.” “Night,love ya.” ….. Please like and comment for more chapters.❤️

Kaelen swallowed. Gluttony growled, actually growled, shadowy purple energy coiling around his shoulders. “He goes with me.” “With us,” Lucifer corrected sharply. Gluttony bared teeth. “With. Me.” Lucifer rolled his eyes. “Jealousy is unbecoming.” “It’s not jealousy,” Gluttony hissed, pulling Kaelen closer, “it’s possession.” Lucifer rolled his eyes. "Not interested Gluttony, fuck I have my Amor Meus, fucking asshole."

Relieved that one had seen me, I took a bath and tried to recover from the whole thing. My legs are still shaking from everything that happened last night, and I love it. Dante did not keep his hands off me, not for a moment, not even in the dark. He was all over me like ants on sweets. I have had boyfriends, but none of them have been able to arouse me like Dante, and I have never felt such obsessive energy from anyone. I know, it's supposed to be a red flag, a red ocean in fact, but I can't help but love it and crave for every second of it.

I finally decided to write my first book. And honestly, it feels like stepping into a room I’ve always been daydreaming of but never dared to enter. The beginning might not be perfect. Still a little rough around the edges, but I promise, it only gets better. This story dives deep into a dark, addictive romance. One that’s brutal, steamy, and emotionally intense. Inside, you’ll find a captive romance, enemies-to-lovers tension, obsession, lust, second chances, betrayal, drama, a dangerously possessive antihero, and forbidden power.

Immediately his lips pressed quickly to mine and with a soft moan, I grabbed his cock and stroked it once more. Max kissed me quickly, several rapid fire little pecks and telling myself to be patient, I worked my fingers through his hair and keeping his head still caught his lips with mine and slowed him down. "Relax, it's not a race, baby." I whispered against him, "Women like men who take their time, not grabby boys. Take your time, enjoy me; experience me."

Elies couldn’t walk down the hallway without hearing whispers and seeing curious stares. She found refuge at her usual table with Jenna, who was doing her best to cheer her up. “Honestly, Damien’s possessiveness is kind of… hot,” Jenna admitted, earning a glare from Elies. “I’m just saying! He’s like one of those brooding bad boys in romance novels.” “He’s insufferable,” Elies muttered, stabbing her salad with unnecessary force. “Maybe,” Jenna said with a shrug. “But he’s clearly into you.” “That doesn’t make it okay,” Elies argued.