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My Quirky Love

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Greyson Blake Rosen-Hower

Who doesn't know that name? Everyone with a pulse knows his family.

He's blessed with his father's devilish looks and cunning mind. He's already on top of the corporate ladder at a young age without any effort.

He also inherits his mother's pure heart. Well, if you dig deeper, I mean more more deeper like Mariana's trench deep. I swear you'll find it.


Sunshine McBright is the epitome of happiness and positive energy. Even her name says it all. She's simple minded and detached from reality most of the time.
Trying to be happy and making others happy while you are experiencing hardship was so hard but she'd rather die trying than not.


They met in a strange way and she captivated Greyson with her quirkiness. Like his father, Greyson believes at love at first sight.

They are opposites in every way but Greyson will do anything to leap that gap between them and make Sunshine his.

Forever.

                                -excerpt-

I was sitting quietly in the middle of Central Park when suddenly a flower appeared on my vision.

I looked up and saw a redhead smiling widely at me. My hoodie obscure half of my face so I doesn't know if this strange woman saw my flat expression.

"I am sorry. I've been staring at you for a while which I know was totally creepy but I swear I am not. I notice that you look lonely and sad so I picked this flower and hopes that your day will become a little bit lighter."

She pushed the flower a little so I was forced to take it.

"Huh you're still not happy. Wait please."

The redhead run towards a bush that has a sign that clearly said "Don't pick any flowers. Fine $50." 
After she picked a handful. She runs back to me. 

"Here." she offered the newly stealed flowers to me. 
"oh I also have a chocolate bar. do you want one?"


The only thing that's running on my mind was who's this strange woman and can I take her home?





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She's heart-meltingly sweet. He's deliciously sinful. Greyson Decker is your typical jock; God in the bedroom, king on the field. His brooding glare and shredded body terrifies as much as it turns on, and that gets him as much attention with women as it does with NFL recruits. Synamie Blake is not your typical cheerleader. Forced to be hardened by her past, she is tough and smart; two things that don't get you far in the college social scene. When their worlds collide, Greyson becomes a protective friend who ups her social rank and pulls her into his world of parties, great friends, better teammates and something much, much dirtier. I mean, her name does rhyme with sin... Syn hated the idea of being under Greyson's daunting wing, especially right after escaping the claws of her past, but he is nothing like his bad boy reputation perceived. He rips her from her nightmares, she seeps into his soul, and they become so hooked, not even the entire span of a football field could keep their burning passion in check. But their path to becoming friends to lovers might be harsher than the fire between them. *** He looks irate, and for some reason, that makes me burst into hysterics. "Do you get enjoyment from my pain, you demon child?" That only makes me laugh harder. "You're a grumpy old man," I inform him. I'm grinning up at him, and I'm glad he has my arms pinned to my sides because I want to pull his lips into a smile, and right now he'd probably bite my fingers off if I did that. And then he says, with a dark glare and a deep scowl, the sweetest words I have ever heard. "Fine. If I have to go infertile for you to smile at me like that, then so be it." And that's when I knew, in this weird, hazy, drunken moment, that Greyson Decker was undoubtedly the best thing that has ever happened to me. *** Cover model: Chase Mattson

Unwanted Wedlock by foreversecret7

''Let me help you, ma'am,'' a man who was probably the flight attendant said. Damn. Ryerson Reeds even had handsome flight attendants. The man stooped a bit, leaning close to her and taking the seatbelt from her hands. He was holding eye contact and Lyla felt herself grow amused as she stared back at him. He was going to start buckling her up before someone cleared their throat loudly. They both looked up to meet Reeds' blue-green eyes. ''I think I can help my wife, thank you,'' he said. Lyla's eyebrows shot up. The dude barely talked to her and he was already getting possessive? How does that even add up? Reeds stopped taking the two parts of the seat belt in his hands, ''you couldn't do this without help?'' he muttered to her savagely. Lyla glared at him, before he could even get the belt close to her she took it from his hands and snapped it in the right place. She gave him a sickly sweet smile and Reeds simply scoffed and walked to his seat. The rest of the plane ride was quiet. One would think after that small exchange they would start having some kind of conversation. Wrong. ___________________ This isn't a cliche story where the girl falls for the guy by a simply little gaze. She's stubborn, she's maybe a little relatable, and she's assertive. But she didn't think she was for him. Lyla Vell; the name itself oozed the confidence which was her, and Ryersoon Reeds? Two words to describe him: Arrogant and plain painful. And when these two personalities are in an arranged marriage. Shit about to go down. ___ This is my first Wattpad story. Hope you'll like it! This entire story is NOT mature. Only the last few chapters are and you can still finish the plot without reading those few mature chapters. For those who are hesitant to read the story because it is tagged mature, I'm promising you only the last few chapters are mature, you can read chapters 1-19 without any disturbance of smut. That was for those who're hesitant. Love you. DON'T COPY MY WORK!

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We stared at each other for a while, neither wanting to give in to the other. His cold blue eyes stared deep into my soul, as my brown ones stared into his. Although I don't know the owner to these gorgeous blue eyes, I feel as if I've met him before. It must have been in another life cause I'd definitely remember him. __________________________________ "C'mon baby doll, you wouldn't make anything that could possibly kill me, right?" He shakily asks me. "Of course not..." I tell him, letting my sarcastic side show. "But Ave, if you kill me, who else are you going to cuddle with at night?" He teases. "Okay, that was one time!! And I was extremely dunk, so I don't even remember what happened that night, and I don't ever want to know." I yell, trying to reason with him. He walks close, only a few centimeters away from my face, our breaths mixing. "You wouldn't miss me?" He asks with a whisper. Feeling daring, I peck his lips. "Of course I would dumby. And I'm not going to kill you. Why would I do that? I am simply going to make you a smoothie, and you are going to pretend it's the worst thing ever. Got it?" I tell him, feeling like an evil mastermind with the plan. He has a stupid grin on his face, and kisses me. • • • THIS BOOK IS CRUSTY AS HELL. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. THE SECOND ONE IS BETTER IN MY OPINION SO READ THIS IF YA WANT. Ranked #4 in "sappy" out of 1400+ books 3/18/19