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*A Friends to Enemies to Lovers Romance*Madalynn Reese never expected to see Liam Tucker again. Not after all of these years, and not after he broke all of their promises. But when she heads off to her dream college and runs into her ex-childhood best friend, she soon learns that even though not all pinky promises are made to last, not all of them are made to be broken. ▫️▫️▫️▫️I pushed my hand against his chest, but it did absolutely nothing to create distance, only causing his smugness to grow as he backed us into the wall. My breathing hitched as I compelled my brain to form words. "What are you doing Liam?" "What's it look like?" He challenged, leaning in and brushing his nose alongside my cheek. His lips grazed my ear causing my eyes to flutter closed. "Did you really come to hash the past Maddie? Or for something else?".............Maddie and Liam sitting in the tree, K-i-s-s-i-n-g... we all know how the rest of this story goes. Except when it doesn't. When Maddie moves, she and Liam make several promises to each other and seal it with their pinkies. A pinky promise is sacred, and Maddie and Liam would never break it. Or would they? When they run into each other in college years later, it definitely seems that way. Liam is not the same boy she remembers, and what's worse--he doesn't seem to remember her at all. What happens when limits are tested, guards are dropped, and the truth comes crashing down? With hearts on the line, a pinky promise proves to be the ultimate test.Top Ranking:#10 in sexy…

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"Dance with me." While I knew it wasn't a demand, it wasn't a question either. I hesitated and he noticed. "Come on Grace, give this gentleman the honor of a dance." "I don't see a gentleman anywhere." He chuckled, stepping closer and tucking his thumbs into his tight jean pockets. He looked like every woman's dream--dark jeans that hugged him sinfully, golden-tanned skin contrasted by his white-fitted shirt, a black, wide-brimmed cowboy hat, and a smile that could send any woman on her knees. Not to mention a voice that coated your skin like silk sheets. I hated how much I noticed."You're right, but I would like the honor anyway... ma'am." *********************Meet Grace--living the city life, reserved, eager to please, loyal to a fault. Feeling empty for reasons she's not yet sure of, she's adamant on chasing anything that makes her feel free. Meet Colt--living the country life, private, stubborn, outspoken. Feeling empty for reasons he's well aware of, he hides in his daily routine. Grace can't seem to figure out why she holds nothing back when it comes to Colt. He's absolutely infuriating. Colt can't seem to understand the affect Grace has on him, and why he cares what she does. She's entirely maddening. When the two get lost in the wilderness, it's up to Colt to get them back. Can they put their differences aside long enough to survive? Is it Colt who will save Grace, or is it she who will be his saving grace?Wattpaders have said:"Seriously if you get this published I will be the first to buy it!!!!" @LivingRed"Wow man!! I am speechless. I feel like I an watching an orchestra with you as the orchestrator. The characters tend to run wild...yet completely under your grip. You have earned yourself a fan! Beautiful!!" @DrNamanGoel"That was unnecessarily cute" @whitegirl9Started: October 1st 2020Completed: March 31st 2021Word count: [50,000+]Top Ranking:#1:Timing#1: Horses #1: Country #1: Cowboy#47:Love#37:Romance…

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(Will be taken down for revision Feb.28th)"You're bleeding.""Nothing that wasn't worth it." He smirked, looking into my eyes. "Here, let me help." I said, finding a washcloth from a drawer. I dampened it and carefully put it up to his lip. He winced, closing his eyes momentarily before opening them and looking at me. We stayed quiet for a few moments, me focusing on the washcloth pressed to his lip and him keeping his eyes locked on me. He slowly lifted his hand to grab onto mine, as he gently pulled it away from his face. I looked up to meet his expression, his eyes filled with unrecognizable emotion. My breath hitched in my throat as I found myself willing my lips to speak, before they did what they were suddenly desperately yearning to do. "Thank you. For what you did, I mean. I really appreciate it." I said sincerely. "Anything for you Red." Sadie thought she had it all; a perfect home with the perfect parents and the best friend a girl could have. Not only did she think she had it all, she thought she HAD to have it all. Not out of vanity, but out of sheer fear of not being perfect herself. When bad news turns her world upside down, and distorts her sense of perfection, she runs. And that running leads her straight to Bentley..a guy who is anything but perfect, and everything she really needs.Possible Trigger Warning --mentioning of cancer Completed book so updates are regular until they're all posted![[Word count: 55,000-65,000 words]]Top Ranking:#17 away (9/4/20)#10 imperfect (9/6/20)#5 perfection (9/28/20)…

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We're all a little broken, and theres beauty in that. Yet, no one's so broken, they can't be put together again. And there's beauty in that too.…

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If who you are is what you have, and what you have becomes lost, then who are you?A poem to remind you not to base your happiness on material things.…