DollyRoma

Warning: Mature Content

A match made in Hell: Mr. I'm-too-sexy-to-wear-shirts and Miss I-hate-all-men are living together!!!

Did fate throw them together or was it just a meddling best friend?

After being fired from her 20th part-time job just as the rent of her apartment skyrocketed, Emily had no choice but to find a roommate.

The past she's forgotten and desperately been trying to run away from, caught up to her in the form of a sexy, shirtless sex addict called Blake Garcia...her roommate!

Bound by each other's dark secrets, pasts, and a stupid roommate contract they're stuck together.

Secrets don't make friends, but they might just turn enemies into lovers and reverse.

Excerpt:

Emily angrily folded her arms and impatiently tapped her foot on the tiled floor as she glared at the oblivious, shirtless man.

She cleared her throat and he finally looked up from his phone, "Yes?"

Emily narrowed her eyes accusingly, "Where is it?"

Blake sat up from the couch and placed his phone on the center table, "Where is what?"

"My pink lace underwear, you perv!" she accused through gritted teeth.

Blake gasped, "You actually own sexy underwear?"

Emily's arms fell to her side and she tightly clenched her fists, "Tell me where you hid my underwear and no one gets hurt."

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DollyRoma: I was trying to try continue this, but I lost interest. Also, my writing style changed a lot so it'd be like two different stories. Thank you for reading my first novel and for all the support! Please check out my newest novel!

If you wish to read any of my other work, check out 'Blood Bound to Elias', a thriller romance novel!

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**Cover art is not owned by me, credits go to the original owner

Enemies to Lovers and Reverse

Novel Discontinued

Hope couldn't believe that Emily just left like that without helping her, but she guessed that she underestimated the person she helped Emily become. She couldn't help but laugh, "How foolish of me, I should be embracing this newer version of her."

She looked at Blake who was sprawled off in deep sleep on the couch. He looked so uncomfortable Hope didn't want to wait too long to move him to the bed, but she had no idea how she was going to pull it off on her own.

Blake was tall and lean, his muscles alone added greatly to his weight, and she couldn't lift him. Hope ran her hand through her wavy hair and chanted, "What to do? What to do?"

Hope held onto Blake's long legs and frowned, "I'll have to pull you there Blake; please forgive me." She pulled as hard as she could on his legs and she flinched when his upper body harshly connected with the ground.

A snake was here