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CONTENTS

Hearts On Campus

NEWSLETTER

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Epilogue

Extended Epilogue

Extended Epilogue

NEWSLETTER

A MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS

BRATVA BEAR SHIFTERS

LAIRDS & LADIES

RUSSIAN UNDERWORLD

IRISH WOLF SHIFTERS

Collaborations

About the Author

HEARTS ON CAMPUS

AN OLDER MAN YOUNGER WOMAN ROMANCE

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A MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS, 233

FLORA FERRARI

Copyright © 2021 by Flora Ferrari

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

The following story contains mature themes, strong language and sexual situations. It is intended for mature readers.

HEARTS ON CAMPUS

Katelyn

The final term in my last year of college.

A holiday weekend before final exams for most but I’ve got nothing planned.

I never do.

The campus is like a ghost town and that’s just how I like it. No one to bother me and nothing to do for three whole days.

Until a chance meeting, a memory I hold dear comes knocking at my door.

Literally.

It can’t be him...but it is. Like he’s stepped right off the pages of one of my favorite romance books.

Stepped right out of my fantasy crush, right into my dorm, and into my heart.

He needs my help too, he wants me.

How can I possibly help an older, handsome man, the coach of the gymnastics team?

But how can I refuse?

Wesley

Another holiday weekend and another annual budget proposal due.

The only proposals I’m giving these days.

My computer goes down at a crucial moment, right as the week finishes and the holiday starts.

Who can I get to help? My neighbor, the Professor has a star pupil he knows can help, promises me she’s the best.

How am I to know she’s about to turn my world upside down?

It’s the golden rule for faculty: Don’t look and don’t touch.

But there are no rules for us that say we can’t, that we shouldn’t.

And there are a million reasons I can think of why we should.

How I must. How she needs me.

She’s finally come to me, my queen.

And I’ll be king, giving her a castle.

*Hearts On Campus is an insta-everything standalone instalove romance with a HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.

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CHAPTER ONE

Katelyn

It’s my sanctuary, outside of the main campus library.

My dorm room.

I wouldn’t have made it until my final year if it wasn’t for this, having my own space. The only spare residential assistant room on campus.

It was an issue for all the other girls in the dorm until they decided amongst themselves that no one would want to share with me anyway, so they left me to my misery.

“Weirdo.”

“Nerd.”

“Lard ass.”

I can still hear it all muttered whenever I walk past anyone in my year.

Most people on campus, if I’m honest.

They snigger and giggle as they pass comments still, after four years they haven’t grown out of it, and I’ve never gotten over it.

Just learned to try to ignore it.

My room is my world when I don’t have to be out of it. The only place I feel safe and the one place nobody bothers me.

But an extended weekend, and everyone in the dorm leaving Campus except me?

Heaven.

It happens so rarely, I relish the idea and count the days until it’s finally the Friday before the weekend and there’s a sudden, almost eerie calm throughout the whole campus.

Throughout the whole world, it feels like, a majority of campus students and staff take three days off to do whatever it is they do outside of making my life miserable.

I’m caught up on all my assignments and there’s no need to study for finals any more than I already do.

Having a fuller figure and my own dorm room isn’t the only thing my fellow students hold against me.

This plain, slightly thicker nerdy girl is also no slouch when it comes to her grade point average.

Computer science is mostly a solo subject, but even my professors let me work alone on group projects because they know it’s just easier that way.

It does get lonely though sometimes but I have my books.

And not computer science books either.

My real books.

Books about real men, and how they treat their women.

How they spoil them. How they want them and most of all, how they pleasure them.

I used to think it was silly to fantasize so much about the ideal man, but when you’ve got nothing to work with but your imagination, it’s actually more rewarding than I first thought.

Except for the lack of a man in my life, but hey a girl can dream.

There is one real man on campus though.

But it’s silly.

I don’t ever dare think about that for too long. I’ve only seen him maybe once in four years.

He does sometimes pop up in my romance fantasies though when I read.

Sometimes.

Okay, like every time.

He’s the senior coach for the men’s gymnastics team. Don’t even know his name but every time I think about him I need to open a window, or my legs.

He’s an older guy, forty I’d guess. Built like a real athlete too, not like the football coaches who shout about their past achievements but only have a beer belly to show for it today.

No, this is a real man like I said.

Well over six feet, short dark hair, and a V-shaped torso that flexes under his tracksuit showing every inch of him is pure muscle.

I passed the gymnasium one time, taking a shortcut I daren’t repeat ever again.

It was after classes and he was on his own, didn’t see me watching him.

He’d stripped down to an athletic shirt and short shorts,

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