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Harper possessed a rare talent - she could blend two worlds that the universe swore could never coexist: her humdrum life as an accountant by day with her steamy famous alter ego crafting erotic tales online by night. But her double life unravels in the blink of an eye when a workday hiccup forces her out the door. The twist of fate that awaits her? A showdown at the local grocery store, with a steely-eyed, pizza-thieving artist named Aiden Mitchell. Aiden, with his unwavering commitment to realism in art (and life), is a force to be reckoned with. Harper's world of fantasies and escapism clash head-on with his no-nonsense approach. Pixels collide with prose, ink mingles with sparks, and amidst this artistic clash, Harper and Aiden are about to embark on a rollercoaster of chaos and comedy. Their journey, peppered with fierce rivalries, unexpected discoveries, and more heated showdowns than they ever bargained for, leads them to answer one question: can love be made out of inks and pixels? © Beatrice Manuel, All Rights Reserved…

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❀ FEATURED ON WATTPAD'S EDITORS' PICKS LIST ❀[The Closer is intended for readers with an appetite for the dark and sexy. Read at your own discretion.] "What about that no fucking colleagues policy, huh? The one you so haughtily rubbed in my face?"The way to wound my heart is through my pride. The bastard knew that. But the look in Hans' eyes told me this wasn't a game to get me all riled up. "If your office ethics involve you getting into Tim's pants, then why don't I get to play too?"His hands flew down to my legs, tickling the bare skin on my legs and shocking me into stillness when I felt him pull up the corners of my dress till they were bunched up at my waist. "You can't," I breathlessly whispered as he forced my legs apart. One hand sauntered up to my neck, resting at my collarbone while the other snaked between my legs, parting my thighs until he had all of me resting at the tip of his fingers."Is this cause of him," he growled, his finger dipping into my heat just slightly, circling the entrance, "or me?" He sounded so needing, so deprived. It turned me on knowing that I was the one making him feel this way, that despite being the one thrown up against a wall, I had the ultimate power over this man. "It's...It's you." I gulped and met his eyes. "It's all you." ● What happens when an unstoppable, hard-hitting business woman meets an unmovable, chauvinist, and utterly exhausting heir to a multi-million empire? Disaster, of course. For Tris, Hans Castellan proves to be more than a challenge of the heart and of the body. For Hans, Tris Henderson turns out to be a woman worth fighting for, despite a rocky start and more than a few broken hearts. Then again, no one said closing this deal would be easy. ● © Beatrice Manuel, All Rights Reserved…

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This contains the steamy, R-rated chapters of The Closer. Readers unable to access the private chapters in the main book due to any problems can read them here. For the main story, refer to my profile. ~~What happens when an unstoppable, hard-hitting business woman meets an unmovable, chauvinist, and utterly exhausting heir to a multi-million empire? Disaster, of course. For Tris, Hans Castellan proves to be more than a challenge of the heart and of the body. For Hans, Tris Henderson turns out to be a woman worth fighting for, despite a rocky start and more than a few broken hearts. Then again, no one said closing this deal would be easy…

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/twenty sixteen : a poetry collection/A poem, a day. Can't be that hard, right?One of my New Year's Resolutions this year is get back into poetry and explore new styles. This is my attempt at doing just that. This collection will be a mixture of different styles - free verse, sonnets, blank verse, couplets, haikus, odes and more, with pictures too! And if all goes well, by the end of the year, I'll have a whole 365-poem collection.Join me on this adventure?Copyrights: I own every single poem in this collection. Do not steal, re-use or do anything with the content with of this collection without my prior permission. Or prepare to face my wrath. :)#23 on Poetry - 26/09/16…

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"New seasons, a new semester, and new secrets - except, not really. With the leaves gone, the sun faded, and the world asleep, every sad, buried secret will crawl out from underneath and knock Makayla clean off her feet. After all...there's no joy without heartache. Winter has the habit of being the sluggish time of year when your life goes full-stop for no apparent reason. But see, it's the natural succession of things. Soon, there will be a spring to follow. And for Makayla, Damien, and Nick, it seems that fragile hearts don't do well in the cold, or even in the promise of a new cherry blossom. (Love can't keep everyone warm.)." Note: If you haven't read Act I, do *not* make the mistake of reading this story! It is a sequel to Act I of The Sparkle Toofus, which can be found on my profile under my works. Unless you want to spoil the story for yourself, I strongly nudge you to read Act I first before starting on this sequel. ^.^…

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"Following her parent's divorce, everything in Makayla Summers's life seems to fall out of place. When her happy-go-lucky father decides to move to Philadelphia, it's just the beginning of the worst. Or so she believes. Starting afresh in a new high school for senior year, she discovers a wasteland of overly cocky idiots, and makes the unfortunate mistake of attracting the attention of the three most popular ones. Thus begins her journey down insanity-road. Will she find love and friendship in the company of the dangerously idiotic trio? Or perhaps even make enemies down the road? Who knows? At this point, all Makayla can do is strap herself down for a year that's far from your typical teenage scene. And she would very much appreciate if you would join her for the ride as she sets step into the world of the Sparkle Toofus." /Damien/ "Has the Queen finally accepted defeat and withdrawn to the help of the Knight?" Snorting, I rolled my eyes. ";You can't give yourself such a high title like that. If anything, you're just the stable boy." Grinning still, he moved closer to me, whispering into my ear, "Except this one will get the girl." /Leo/ "Do you really think," he spoke, his breath tickling the side of my face, "that that's all you mean to me?" Leo let out his breath, sighing, and before I could react, I felt his forehead come down on my shoulder, snuggling against the crook of my neck. "You're an idiot for not knowing it." /Nick/ "Don't start getting all cuckoo on me. I'm the good guy." I stopped in my tracks on the middle of the side-walk and stared at Nick. "Are you single?" That stupid grin that most cocky guys considered to be flirty made its way to his face. "Don't you be getting any hopes, honey," he whispered in a sultry voice that made me want to slap him. Inside, I was secretly relieved. I was one less of a boy who would hit on me.#79 in Teen Fic 11/5/16…