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

Tristan furrowed his brows, "What?"

There was no humor in Darniel's voice or amusement on his face so Tristan couldn't help but wonder if he was serious or not. "Are you messing with me?"

"I'm not," was Darniel's simple response before driving onto the main road.

Tristan couldn't believe his words, "Y-You...what?"

"You're not special, Tristan," Darniel started. "You can't be hypnotized because you're already under the control of another hypnosis master."

Tristan's eyes widened as he asked for the second time, "Are you seriously not messing with me?"

Darniel rolled his eyes, "I'm not messing with you."

Tristan sat upright in his seat with his back straight as he stared ahead. With his mouth agape, he reminisced on their past memories and many exploits, but he couldn't help but wonder if he actually wanted to do any of the things Darniel made him do all those years.

Pending