"You really think I would've ruined it?" I asked quietly because I needed to know if she meant it. "You think I would've seen you-you-and turned around?" Her lips trembled, just a little. I ran a hand through my wet hair, heart pounding too damn hard. "If I'd known from the start that it was you writing those letters," I admitted, "I would've fallen ten times faster." 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 What would you do if the guy you've been in love with your whole life barely noticed you existed? Popular, confident, and just a little too perfect. Harry LeBlanc's my best friend's brother, the guy everyone loves, and the one person who's never looked at me the way I look at him. So when a school pen pal project pairs me with someone who actually sees me, I can't help but pour my heart out to this mysterious stranger. He's funny, thoughtful, and just the right amount of flirty. For the first time in years, I feel like I might actually be falling for someone who's not him. But life loves its cruel little games. Between tutoring sessions, late night chats, and the way Harry is starting to look at me like I am more than just his little sister's best friend, things are getting complicated and keeping me up at night. That's without counting on me to find out the most disturbing thing ever. Because, what am I supposed to do when the boy I have loved forever is the one who has been holding all my letters since the very beginning? 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 This story contains mature themes and inappropriate language, not suitable for all audiences. For a full list of TWs, please go at the beginning of the book, under "author's note". Reader discretion is advised. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 Status: ON PAUSE. Update: One chapter every Friday STARTED on the 9th of February 2025

Clove Tali innocent. In his eyes. Oliver Wolf a savior. In her eyes - - - - ⚠️WARNING 17+⚠️ ⚠️MATURE CONTENT AND SELF LOATHING⚠️ ⚠️VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED⚠️ Clove left to fend for herself with her baby brother. Consumed by a physco. In the head space of a monster. A quiet innocent girl left with fear. Left with nothing but holds so much love. Oliver left with a state. Left with billions. Left with hunger and hate. Left to save his little sheep. To save her fear. To save her. Funny the one causing fear to others is the one to save his girl. - - - - - He spreads his large hand into my skirt and I squeeze my eyes shut. I start to breathe really heavy. "No, little sheep. No me hagas castigarte. Look at me baby." He leans down to my ear. "Look at daddy while he places his hand on your flower and makes you faint from all the pleasure your pussy is receiving, si?" He says painfully stroking my princess parts. "My little toy, hm?" He says stroking, harder now. Feeling my wet panties against my flower. As he lets me explore this tingle I can never explain. ⚠️WARNING 17+⚠️ ⚠️MATURE CONTENT AND SELF LOATHING⚠️ this has so many flippin parts bc when i wrote this and was lazy so i wrote a lot of chapters with little words lol ******* #1 in "soft"//10.1K #1 in "naive"//1.7K #1 in "innocent"//13.5K #1 in "submit"//3.9K #1 in "cute" //178K #1 in "goodgirl"//29.4K #1 in "stephenjames" //1.4K #1 in "daddy's girl" //5K #1 in "daddydom"//3.1K #1 in "daddyslittlegirl"//156 #2 in "possessive"//5.5K #2 in "love"//1.71K

Thea Mason. A broken girl with scars. Scars that have stories. When her life is flipped upside down Thea is sent to live with her father and brothers that she's never met. Now she must keep her scars hidden. But that may be harder than it seems. (Book one of the scars series)

"My name's Elijah, by the way. It's nice to meet you, window-girl." She liked that name: Elijah. "I doubt you're even listening, but, look, I'm not here to cause problems, you know? I'm just here to chat. It can get lonely when we segregate ourselves into our own little world. I mean, maybe you like it in there," he continued, as she stared at the door separating them, "but, in case you don't, I'd like to offer my company." Instead of panicking, Liza could only focus on four words he'd said. 'Our own little world.' How had he known? She was in her own little world, consisting of her, her dog, the condo, and now, maybe . . .? Her voice was barely a croak when she spoke to him for the first time. "I'm listening." ***  A horribly tragedy left Liza Garner tucked inside her condo, the only safe place she knew, terrified of the outside world and the people within it. Especially men. A change in living brought Elijah Harris into a nice new neighborhood, and he'd never been afraid of knocking on others' doors and introducing himself. Especially if a pretty woman was on the other side. This is a story about mental health, the amazing impact certain individuals can have on one's personal journey, and how making progress-no matter how seemingly insignificant-is always impressive. *** PLEASE NOTE: Rated mature for language, topics, and detailed descriptions of gore. All rights reserved.

Aurora grows up with abusive foster parents until her biological father learns about her existence and steps in to save her. But what happens when 6 protective brothers, a over protective father and a mafia life come crashing down on 12 year old Aurora. Who is the light in the dark. "That was Aurora!" I say making the others faces go blank. I quickly turn away and run after her. She didn't get very far so when I catch up and hold her in my arms she gasps and tries to push me away. Tears start to leak out of my eyes because she's trying to push me away. "Let me go!" She yells I sit on the ground pulling her into my lap rocking her. Her head is on my chest and her hand is fisted with my shirt in it. She's super tiny and light. "Shhh. Calm down." I say softly and watch as she calms down. Book One in the Bernardi Family Series

R A N K I N G S #188 ON THE HOT LIST FOR TEEN FICTION, JANUARY 4, 2018 #19: Taken #11: Archer #2: Hadley <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> "Hadley, open this door." Parker orders. "No." "Hadley. I'm not playing games with you." "I'm not playing games either, hotshot." "This door had better be opened by the time I get to three," Parker warns. "One...two..." Where Parker would say 'three', the door bursts open. I glare at him. "Was that really necessary?" I roll my eyes. Parker is fuming. "I'm not letting you leave because you are my queen. You are to rule this kingdom with me." With this, Parker crashes his lips onto mine. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> Hadley Starr is in for a deal of trouble when the new guy in town happens to be exceptionally attractive. The kicker? He's a prince looking for a suitor to bring him into the king's position. And he wants Hadley to be his queen. "Looove it <3" - @LolaSW "I literally can't wait until you update again!! I wanted to let you know that I REALLY Like No LOVE your book!! <3" - @Really_Awkward_Human "Damn!! Your book is so good!! It's been like what? An hour? Maybe two? I don't know. But I'm still reading!!!" - @toomuch101 © Lauren Upright 2017. All rights reserved. (Completed but undergoing major editing)

"I could've killed you right in the moment but when I looked into these sparkling green eyes I knew I would be losing the light of my life if I did" I wanted to feel scared but I couldn't. I felt safe instead. I'm so stupid and naive. "And in this dark life I'm living I need some light Aria, I know I'm being an selfish bastard and putting you in danger, but please stay with me and I'll give you everything you want and protect you with my life" "I can't-" "Please save me Aria" I could swear I saw a tear escaping his eye before he cupped my face and smashed his lips on mine. THIS IS NOT THE SAME ALEX AS ARES' SON

DIABOLIC SERIES 1 Simply put, this story is about a boy who calls himself the Devil and a girl who has gone through hell. Being 'happy' doesn't come as easy to Emma Carter as the people around her tell her it should. There's glimpses of it, there's things she finds funny, but actual happiness? She wasn't sure if that existed. Healthy coping mechanisms were never something she was taught, even after trauma and grief change her daily life. To say the very least, Emma Carter was reckless with her own life. That wasn't exactly something that Xavier Wolf liked. The Wolf boy, true to his name, was a feral force of nature not many liked to taunt. While his mouth got him in trouble and his fists got him arrested, his heart earned him the girl that sat in the back of his photography class, even if he's convinced he's no good for her. A girl Xavier knew he'd protect, even when the worse of his dark thoughts came to pass. That's without knowing about the darkness in Emma's own mind. *** "I'm at the point of exhaustion in my life, where I need a stronger word than fuck." Emma sighs, cheek resting on her fist. Xavier Wolf smirks, leaning back in his chair. "Aren't you adorable."

They call him Demise. No, that wasn't his birth name. His mother nor father gave him this designation. Many people weren't sure he even had parents. Some say he sprung from the fiery depths of Hell. No, he earns his title. Every lycanthrope shakes in fear from the tales of him in battle- his ruthlessness, his ferocity. One said he could kill a man with a mere touch. They call him Demise because everything he touches perishes. His skill, his intelligence, his stamina, his endurance, his agility, his everything...holds murderous brutality. He is death and he fucks with despair. ───── Grace was a chosen for the Kingdom of Wolves. She and fifty other women were traded among the four Alphas of the world, paid to satiate their every desire. Grace had not been requested, yet, for she was the newest arrival. Stationed in Kingdom Demise, she worked as a palace servant. She knew one day she would be beckoned by an Alpha, but she never thought it would be by Demise.