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Accident Prone

Elizabeth (aka Liz): an attractive young lady, smart, career-driven, self-sufficient, wants to save the world (one surgery at a time). Maximilian (aka Max): hot, smart, rich, playboy, who loves to party! What happens when Liz and Max meet due to an accident? Their personalities are clashing but persistent accidents keep pulling them together. An accident: an event that happens by chance or that is without apparent or deliberate cause. ... Mature content! 18+ … Excerpt from the story... Max was confused. "Aren't you appalled by my words? Offended? Why are you still here and not running to your place?" Liz shrugged. "Last night you promised no lies. And I hope that you are comfortable enough with me to say what is on your mind. No matter if you are gay or not, the fact that I feel safe with you will not change. Unless you do something to prove me wrong." Max was surprised by this logic. But then he remembered the deal they made: he will not lie, no games and he will treat her with respect… and she believes him. "You want to know what is on my mind?" He decided to try his luck: "I want to kiss you." Liz frowned for a second while thinking about how to respond. Then she craned her neck and pointed at her cheek. "Here." Max was not sure if he should laugh or cry. "That is not the kiss I was going for." "That is the only one you will get. Take it or leave it." Max is not silly to miss an opportunity. "I will take whatever you are willing to give me." ... This is a heartwarming story that will make you all warm and fuzzy while you laugh and sigh... --- Thank you for reading! ***** I own the cover. ***** Check out my other novels: - "Is this Destiny?" - "Amara - Reunion" - "The Supreme Alpha" - "The Alpha's Bride"

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Middle of the night (1)

Angela's eyes fluttered open and she smiled goofily at the sight in front of her: Derek's sleeping face.

Angela was confident that she was dreaming. Why else would she wake up next to Derek on the bed in an unfamiliar, dimly lit room? She was nicely tucked in the blanket, while he slept on top of it, like a gentleman. Yup. Derek is many things, but a gentleman is not one of them, so this must be a dream.

She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, inhaling his sinful scent that made her remember his hot touch, and the hungry way he looked at her, and she felt the wetness pool at the cradle of her thighs. Oh, such a vivid dream! If this is the effect of the alcohol, she will get drunk every night so that she can enjoy such nice dreams.

Angela opened her eyes and observed his handsome features and a small smile that lingered at the corner of his lips. Even without the scorching gaze of his chocolate eyes, Derek was irresistible.