��������

*Being Published in 2022* ❝You can't deny that you're attracted to me, Nyx. Instead of fighting it, let's see what happens,❞ he grumbled, hands roaming my body. His thumb brushed my bottom lip. ❝Open up for me, baby.❞ -------------------------------------------------------- Nyx just can't seem to escape her eternal night, the very darkness she was named after. She tries to play her cards right, however, the outcome is a paradox. Whilst she obtains the results she wanted, it comes at the expense of some of her relationships. Angry at the world, her hatred is ravenous for none other than Beckham Hunt, captain of the ice hockey team. Beckham loathes Nyx Taylor after what she's done, that much he is certain of. Nobody boils his blood as she does and when she's hired to assist his team during championship season, he discerns that there's more to her story than meets the eye. She was always the villain in his story. But, suddenly she's the plot twist he never saw coming. Each glare and scowl and insult piles up, put under tremendous pressure by their mutual hatred. Yet, peeking through their fury clouded vision, they find the centre of their relationship blazing. Like two rival stars gravitating towards each other, Nyx and Beckham can do nothing when the law of attraction forces them to accept that passion doesn't always mean hatred, but perhaps something more. [word count: 157,189]

• Friends to enemies to lovers • Dark themes and gothic vibes • Situations some readers might find offensive • Spicy romance with dark elements *** Never did I expect to find Trouble in New York (oh, the irony of it). But BANG and Trouble aka Connor Black, otherwise known as my childhood best friend, who I had a huge crush on once upon a time, is back in my life. Everyone says he's dark, dangerous, and a total bully. Which sounds nothing like the kid that loved watching me dance ballet in my ridiculously pink tutu dress. We left each other with broken hearts and unfulfilled promises, and now he's back in my life, threatening to destroy me. Hahaha... You know what's funnier than him claiming he wants to ruin me? Me knowing he can, and still loving EVERY second of it. He doesn't give me answers, promises, or hope...he doesn't give me anything, but when he looks at me with those green eyes of his, I know I can really make him fall in love with me. The question is, can I destroy his walls before he destroys me? 🏆Latest Achievements #1 in LoveHate #1 in BadBoyGoodGirl #1 in BFFLove #1 in BadBoyInLove #1 in CollegeRomance

𝖡𝖤𝖳𝖱𝖠𝖸𝖠𝖫 𝖲𝖤𝖱𝖨𝖤𝖲 #1 She pressed the knife deeper to my throat. I could feel the sting and blood beginning to trickle down my neck. "I gave you a chance to leave and never come back, why didn't you take it?" I looked into those deep grey eyes that I fell for. "Because I wouldn't have my wife sitting right next to me on that train ride." I answered truthfully. ☔︎☔︎☔︎ He has never met someone as mean as her. The glare on her face almost seemed permanent. The only words that fall out of her mouth are ones that will leave you tarnished and torn, making you second guess where you went wrong. Even worse, she never spoke, more like she grunted responses. When he first laid eyes on her, he fell in love with her tattoos, her attitude, her charm. He didn't understand why he kept coming back? He was intrigued with her. No matter what she said or did to him, he kept coming back. He was impatient but would wait for her. . . . She never understood how someone could keep a smile on their face everyday. The way he always kept a positive look on life. He never frowned. He was the flavour bubblegum that everyone wanted. The go-to ice cream flavour that you always get on a sunny day. That one summer vacation that you'll never forget. She hated his smile, his laugh, his eyes. She hated that she wanted to see that smile everyday. She hated that she couldn't stay away from him. She would happily set the world on fire but never let a flame touch him. ☔︎☔︎☔︎ All Rights Reserved 2022Ⓒsyriacax

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

She's rich, the perfect student, and graduating early. He's a heathen, a heartbreaker, and well he may never graduate... These all might be true, but with every fact, there is a detail to be explained. When people can be seen below the surface of their persona your whole view of them and their lives change. Axel thinks he's a hardass, huh? Well so does Victoria. So which one knows - How to Steal a Heart? ╰┈➤ a taste "I'm a mess," I shake my head, "Apparently a mess only you can see," "Only because I'm looking," He gestures to his eyes. "I see you, there's nothing wrong with seeing you." I completely shift myself to look at Axel. I sat in front of him as he looked down at me. This is the Axel that has me wrapped around his finger. Not the fighter, not the bad boy. The compassionate, well-spoken, devoted, Axel Stone that is sitting in front of me. So when the story comes out of my inevitable demise - know that it was Axel Stone's words that slain me. Not his persona or his larger-than-life muscles -even though those are very nice- it was the way he cared for me. The way he set a fire in my soul, a flame to my heart. The way he anchored me.

-- "You think you're so tough hm?" He says, getting closer to me. Both of our eyes lustful, deep and glued to each other's. "I am" I certify the one standing in front of me, our proximity making me nervous, but I'm refusing to show any signs of it. "You're testing my patience, princess." He admits as his hands lay lazily on my neck, I smirk at his sentence. "You're either leaving this place with a black eye or a hickey" He announces. "You wouldn't dare to kiss me." I bark back, his smirk growing as mine fades away. "Try me, Rora." He states, with the goddamn nickname. ---------- !! - It does contain mentions of sexual references, mature themes and strong verbiage. UPDATED WEEKLY!!!!! ---- #1 IN SECRECY (10/18/24) #3 IN COLLEGE (03/20/25) #1 IN HOCKEYPLAYER (07/31/24) #3 IN HOCKEY (10/06/24) #2 IN ENEMIES (03/28/25) #1 IN TEASE (09/03/24) #8 IN BAD BOY (10/06/24) #6 IN ENEMIESTOLOVERS (03/27/25) #3 IN RIVALRY #2 IN FRIENDGROUP

- F I U F A M I L Y S E R I E S - Book 4 - can be read as stand alone Their summer dreams. Their friendship above all else. Until it wasn't. A forbidden friendship ripped Nova Price away from Isaac Bishop. The sweet, innocent, ray of sunshine that is the daughter of a beloved pastor, loved her childhood friend; the bad egg, kid going nowhere, who was judged by the small minded townspeople - only she didn't care. She never judged, she just loved. After a summer night, things changed, and so did their friendship. Now, years later, they're back in each others lives. She's no longer a little girl. And he's no longer sweet and caring. A night to remember, a battle of resistance and a turn of events giving them a bump in the road. Can the hockey captain of FIU and the prissy princess fight together? Or against? † ⚫ † ⚫ † "Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been two weeks since my last confession." "What is your confession, my child?" "I have impure thoughts about a boy I know is bad for me, Father. I've tried to stop them, but I can't. Nothing works." Completed; 09/09/2022 [#1] Hockey [#2] Religion [#1] enemiestolovers

"You wear your darkness like some women wear a little black dress, it's shining in those green eyes of yours." "Underestimating me will be anyone's first mistake," I tell him. "One should never underestimate the woman who has the ability to shatter souls; destroy and burn everything anyone owns. One should never underestimate the woman who looks into a fire and smiles," He tilts my chin up with his finger and stares into my eyes, locking his gaze with mine. "If I didn't know any better, I would say you are afraid of me," Humor is detected in my voice, it shocks me that I allow him to see my emotions like this. "Beautiful, but destructive. That would be the unraveling of any man, Eloisa." Tilting my head to the side, "I used to be nice." * Eloisa Martinelli - ruthless, dark, sensual & beautifully dangerous. Xavier Romano - malicious, cold, alluring & sinfully dangerous. Read the intense journey of Eloisa and Xavier. Her trying to navigate in the new life of being a ruthless killer, murdering people to get her way, staying under the radar, all in a plot for revenge for her family. Him trying to control his position as the mafia leader, enjoying the screams of his victims, devouring on the taste of power, all to be wrecked by the tornado that is Eloisa. Completed - 02/03-2021 Highest rankings: 1st place in #fiction 1st place in #mature 1st place in #badgirl 1st place in #longstory 2nd place in #heated 2nd place in #death 2nd place in #tattoos 2nd place in #sexy 4th place in #badboy

She looks up at me, taking a step forward and smiling slightly, "How can I ever get hurt when I have you here to protect me?" "But you could have gotten hurt," I murmur softly, hanging my head and feeling my shoulders drop, the tension seeping from my body. "No. Stop," She cuts me off sternly but tenderly, "Don't talk like that, Reece. I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay," She speaks softly, reaching her hand up to gently brush her thumb over my cheek, just under the cut that's there. "We're okay," I repeat, taking a small step closer to her. She nods with a small smile, moving her hand down from my cheek and instead placing the palm of her hand on my chest, right over my heart. I know she can feel how fast my heart is beating. I just don't know why it's doing that. ~ Reece Carter is the bad boy of Northwood High. He smokes and he fights. He has countless tattoos covering his body. And he doesn't care about anything or anyone else. Layla Stevens is your average seventeen year-old girl, just trying to get through high school, with the friends she loves and doing the things she loves. When these two cross paths accidentally in an unusual way, they leave and never expect to speak to each other again. But fate has other plans. Layla finds her way into Reece's life and Reece doesn't know what to do about it. This ray of Sunshine suddenly meant something to him. She understood him when it seemed like no one else did. And he protected her from everyone who tried to hurt His Sunshine. Get ready for a story filled with bad pick-up lines, twin telepathy and a lot of fighting. Like, a LOT. Thanks for that one, Reece.