Scott Is A Bad Friend

“What did I promise would happen if you threw another punch, Artemis?” Professor Lucian's silky tone hardened into a dark fascinating baritone. “Let me see…” Artemis licked his lips with a menacing smile, his cold dark eyes piercing through the professor's oceanic ones. “You said you'll bring me to my knees but something tells me I'll do more than just begging.” The air in the room shifted as the older man took a step closer. “Hit me, Artemis,” Lucian took another step closer. “Every second you hesitate, your punishment doubles.” Artemis lips curled in a smirk as he stepped closer. He raised his hand slowly to the professor's lips but the older man caught it before it could make contact. An amused chuckle rumbled in his chest. “Twenty seconds gone, Professor. You better punish me hard,” he smirked. ******* Artemis McAlester was feared for two reasons. His ability to break anything and his power to own everything. Kingston College was his playground until a red-haired professor with oceanic blue eyes and a dangerous intolerance for spoiled bullies. Not only did Lucian defy every rule he set, but he was also the one thing Artemis couldn’t own. And that defiance? It was the sexiest thing of all. Except Lucian wasn't someone he could break. To own the blue-eyed professor, Artemis would have to do the unthinkable. Submit. Break. Let himself be owned. As long as the only thing between them was desire and pure unadulterated hate.

เมื่อความรักมันต้องพังลง 'เพราะตัวของเธอเอง' 'เธอ' ถึงต้องยอม 'เขา' อยู่ร่ำไป แต่ใครจะรู้ว่า เหตุผลที่ต้องเลิกกันนั้นมันไม่ใช่ 'เธอ' แต่มันเป็นใครอื่นที่เธอเรียกว่า 'เพื่อน...' ---------------------- แม้ภายในใจจะบอบช้ำเพียงใดกับการปฏิเสธของเขา แต่เธอก็พยายามที่จะยิ้มออกมา เรียวแขนเล็กค่อย ๆ คลายออกจากลำคอแกร่งก่อนที่เธอจะเงยหน้าขึ้นสบสายตากับดวงตาคมที่มองหน้าเธอไม่ละสายตาเช่นเดียวกัน “เวลาเหนือมีอะไรกับเฌอรีน เหนือป้องกันหรือเปล่า” เสียงเล็ก ๆ ของเธอมันทำให้เขาหงุดหงิด พระพายจับชายเสื้อยืดของตัวเองก่อนจะถอดออกอย่างอ้อยอิ่ง “กลัว? กูต่างหากที่ต้องกลัว” “พายไม่ได้ทำอะไรกับใครมาเหมือนเหนือสักหน่อย” เธอพูดเสียงเบา ๆ พร้อมกับฝ่ามือบางที่ยกขึ้นปลดตะขอบราเซียร์สีหวานออก มีผลให้หน้าอกอวบอิ่มเกินขนาดดีดเด้งออกตามแรงโน้มถ่วงทันที พรึ่บ! พระพายยกฝ่ามือขึ้นกอบกุมความอวบอิ่มนั้นไว้ในอุ้งมือเมื่อถูกสายตาคมหลุดโฟกัสมองมันอย่างลืมตัว หมับ! “อ๊ะ!”

Seven years ago Chantelle Jones was betrayed by her boyfriend and someone she thought was her best friend. She caught them both in bed in her 18th birthday! Betrayed, hurt and thirsty for revenge, she ran into the arms of the boy next door. Shy and quiet Nolan Pierce. She suddenly realized she has made a mistake and leaves Nolan confused and dazed. Seven years later while working as the secretary of Penelope Quinn, famous model and business woman, hoping for a chance to get a gig and build an empire of her own, she runs into Nolan again.... only he is not the Nolan she once knew. He now controls his father's empire. Gone was the geeky kid from next door, Nolan Pierce was the next most eligible bachelor. Their encounter would resurrect bitter memories. For Chantelle, Nolan is the father of her son but he can't know that. And keeping her son secret would become even more difficult when Nolan makes a proposal "Work for me and I will make your dreams come true." Sparks will begin to fly and old enemies would resurface but what would be their fate?

“You have no idea what you’ve done to me. I’ve been replaying every sound you made, every way you came apart for me.” His grip tightened. “I’m not letting that go. I’m not letting you go. Fuck the friendship. I want you.” I let out a little gasp. His thumb rubbed across my lower lip. “I don’t just want to fuck you—I want to keep you. You’re my favorite sin, and I’ll commit it again and again until you understand you’re mine.” His lips twitched a little. “You’ve always been mine, Savannah.” ——- Her sister is marrying her ex. So she brings her best friend as her fake fiancé. What could possibly go wrong? Savannah Hart thought she was over Dean Archer—until her sister, Chloe announces she's marrying him. The same man Savannah never stopped loving. The man who left her heartbroken… and now belongs to her sister. A weeklong wedding in New Hope. One mansion full of guests. And a very bitter maid of honor. To survive it, Savannah brings a date—her charming, clean-cut best friend, Roman Blackwood. The one man who’s always had her back. He owes her a favor, and pretending to be her fiancé? Easy. Until fake kisses start to feel real. Now Savannah’s torn between keeping up the act… or risking everything for the one man she was never supposed to fall for.

If you are going to be BAD, then you have to do it the BAD way... It's pretty simple: 1) Don't get caught 2) Always have a Plan B 3) If all else fails... Run...Run for your life! Everyone has a bad side. Some try to deny it's existence, some hide it and others well...they rule the world with it. In the book of being BAD, there are ninety-nine formulas for world domination... Number one: You aren't BAD until you can walk around the school dressed in all pink and have everyone afraid to approach you. Number two: You aren't BAD until you can break into a certain bad boys house and well... do the wrong kinds of stuff. Number three: You aren't bad until quite frankly, you have declared vengeance against the bad boy. ~*~ "I heard you like bad boys," Blade says with a vivid smirk on his face. I glared up at him, without responding clenching my fists fighting the urge to punch him in the face. "So...?" He says after a couple of seconds of silence. "So what?" "So what do you think...Tinker Bell?" He says emphasizing on the stupid name. His face moved closer to mine and I stared back into his green eyes, watching the fire inside ignite. I smirked, "Then find me one." Blade grins at my witty retort and shrugs it off. "I look at you and I see cotton candy, but then you open your mouth... and suddenly you turn into liquorice," he scoffs. "Welcome to the game bitch, your move, now let's play."

She loved him her whole life. But she never saw him coming. Indie has spent years secretly in love with Braxton Fallon—her childhood friend, her anchor, the boy with the sad blue eyes who once saved her after she lost everything. To the world, they’re inseparable. To her, he’s the love she’ll never confess. Then Brax announces his engagement—to Bianca, Indie’s high school tormentor—and asks Indie to plan the wedding. Heartbroken but determined, she agrees, vowing to finally let him go. But at the Fallon lake house, Indie’s plans are shattered when she meets Slade—Brax’s arrogant, magnetic twin brother she never knew existed. Slade is infuriating. He’s reckless. He’s temptation in its most dangerous form. And he wants her with a hunger that terrifies her… because part of her wants him too. Brax is everything she’s ever loved. Slade is everything she’s ever feared—and wanted. Now Indie must choose between the safe love she’s always dreamed of… or the reckless passion that threatens to set her ablaze. Explicit Content Warning: This book contains mature themes, sexual content, and scenes intended for readers 18+. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

"Alam mo na ngayon ang sikreto ko. That's really bad, Summers." He smirked. That nerd smirked! Tawagin niyo na akong baliw pero sa oras na 'yon, he looked goddamn hot. "Hindi ko sasabihin sa iba," I blurted the words out, umaasa na mapapalagay ang loob niya at pakakawalan niya na ako. Kahit na sobrang guwapo at hot niya, he also looked dangerous. Trying to stop myself from trembling, I bit my lips. Nahuli niya ang ginawa ko at yumuko siya. Nabalot ako ng amoy ng dope na sinisigarilyo niya kanina. Tilting his head, he clicked his tongue and smiled. "Wrong move." With that, he slammed his lips against mine, knocking all the air from my lungs. Hinalikan niya ako nang walang patawad. His mouth slipped at the seam of my mouth, at nablanko ang utak ko nang maramdaman ko ang paghaplos ng dila niya sa akin. Pulling away, tiningnan niya ako nang may nakalolokong ngiti sa kanyang mukha at sinabing, "ngayon, sa 'yo na ako."

Ameera has always wondered why her father was so determined to give her away to the most powerful Alpha in the province, Alpha Keith. She had heard a lot about the ruthless Alpha Keith, but never met him in person. On her 18th birthday, her life took a different turn when her father was murdered and her mother told her the hard truth about her existence. Now she has to find a way to win Keiths heart and get him to fall in love with her. But how will she get him to love her when it is said that the Alpha of the full circle pack, Alpha Keith has been cursed never to be with a woman. And even if he decides to chose a mate, why the hell would he settle for a spoilt brat like her. Why would he chose an arrogant daddy's girl that has never toiled for a penny in her life, and yet spends money so lavishly? Will she ever find love in the arms of the bad Alpha, will he ever look past her arrogance and see the true beauty hiding beneath her stubbornness?

His large hand wraps around my throat just enough to make my pulse race, pinning me to the rain-slicked cabin wall as thunder rolls outside. “We can’t keep doing this,” he growls, but his hips grind against mine, hard and insistent, while his free hand slips under my skirt to find me already soaked. I whimper, arching into his touch, craving the sharp sting of his palm across my ass, the way he commands me to come for him like I’m his dirty little secret. My father’s best friend, the man who’s been in my life forever finally breaking every rule to claim me roughly, deeply, until I’m trembling and marked by him. What begins as one reckless, forbidden night spirals into an addiction of heated stolen moments, whispered dominance, and raw need… until the truth crashes down, pregnancies and betrayals threaten to shatter us, and everyone we love demands we end it. But how do you walk away when the only person who owns your body and heart refuses to let go?

....ความสัมพันธ์ที่ควรจบลงเพียงชั่วข้ามคืน กลับถูกสานต่อด้วยแรงราคะร้อนแรง ต่อให้คิดว่าตัวเองแน่สักเพียงไหน สุดท้ายการเอาใจลงไปเล่นกับความสัมพันธ์แบบนี้ล้วนต้องเจ็บทุกฝ่าย.... "เป็นเชี้ยไรของมึงวะ!" อาโปกุมไหล่ข้างที่ถูกผลักกระแทกประตูด้วยความเจ็บก่อนจะตะโกนใส่คนทำอย่างหงุดหงิด "มึงตั้งใจจะหนีกู?" ฮิลล์ชี้นิ้วไปที่อีกฝ่ายขบกรามถามอีกฝ่ายเสียงเข้ม "กูจะหนีมึงทำไม เราเป็นอะไรกันกูถึงต้องหนี" อาโปเห็นอีกฝ่ายโมโหก็อดยั่วอารมณ์ไม่ได้ ชอบทำให้กูเจ็บตัวดีนักไอ้ห่านี่ "ก็เป็นคนที่เอากันเวลาเงี่ยนไง!" คำตอบที่พ่นออกมาจากใบหน้าหล่อเหลานั่นทำให้เขาจุกเหมือนโดนหมัดน็อก "ถ้างั้นมึงขาดที่ระบายอย่างกูไปมันจะเป็นไร ทำไมต้องโมโห" สีหน้าที่ชะงักไปยิ้มเยาะเล็กน้อยก่อนตอกกลับอีกฝ่าย "อ้อ...ไม่ได้โมโหหรอก แต่คนของกูมีอะไรปิดบังกู กู! ไม่! ชอบ!" ฮิลล์ไม่พูดเปล่า เขาเดินเข้าประชิดตัวอาโปพร้อมทั้งยื่นมือไปบีบกรามของอีกฝ่ายแล้วพูดใส่หน้านั้นอย่างชัดถ้อยชัดคำ ราวกับต้องการใช้คำพูดตนเองเป็นใบมีดกรีดทรมานเหยื่อย่างช้าๆ