This story is from y/n POV. Not set in an exact year//doesn't follow the story line We're around 16-17 - "I don't know what you're talking about" you say honestly. "Don't lie to me y/l/n" he says sharply gripping your throat a little tighter. He brings his lips back down to your, barely touching them. "Sticking with lying I see" he leans to your ear and says, "lying only gets you punished" - There is going to be ✨spicy✨ parts I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters or story lines Previous/current tags:) #1 spicy :) #1 dracoxreader #1 Harry Potter

If you're judging this book by its cover and title, you're already proving the point this story wants to make. Try to move past this satirical obstacle in front of you. This is a story about bullying, and like the hundreds of other books on the topic, it will show you the harsh reality of being discriminated, belittled, ridiculed for something you cannot control- how you look, who you love, or what you believe in. But unlike these books, this story's sole purpose is not to tear your heart out of your chest as you mourn over your loss of faith in humanity. Instead, this book will make you laugh and love alongside these characters. Just like in life, there will be moments of dread and surrender, but there will also be moments of happiness, laughter, and love. - Naomi Lorraine, better known as Nerdy Naomi with her thick-rimmed glasses and straight-A report card, is the most unpopular girl in her school. Even with the help of her sarcastic comebacks, that doesn't stop her from getting bullied by everyone in Dartwell High. Every day her childhood bully, Raymond Meyers, knocks her off her feet, literally. However, she can't do anything but survive the laughs, insults, and bruises high school gives her. There are three senior transfer students, dubbed the Three Musketeers: Bennett Frazier, Jordan Wallace, and Declan Lynch. All in one day, Naomi catches their attention one by one. With her snarky attitude, but innocent look, they can't help but want her. But not the way you're thinking. Oh no, not like that. Instead, it's probably the whole opposite. It's quite simple really. She'll be their good girl. And they'll be her bad boys. ~ [This story is a first draft written by a 13 to 15-year-old girl so it has its fair share of grammar mistakes and plot holes.] Wattys 2015 Talk of the Town Award Second Place Story of 2015 Best Humor and Overall Points of The Fiction Awards 2016 Third in the Writers Awards 2016 Highest Ranks: #1 Humor, #1 Teen Fiction

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"Use your words doll I want to hear that sweet voice of yours" He said gripping my jaw even more tightly. I was sure that this will leave marks on my face. "Yeah... I understand..." "And what do you exactly understand doll. We wanna hear don't we" He said while turning and looking at his friends who nodded agreeing to Blake like the puppets they were. "I...I won't..talk...to..him" "Good girl " He said letting go my jaw and kissing my forehead. This guy was so sick Caution: self harm | abusive words |

His eyes darken, his pupils dilating almost entirely. His warm hand cups the back of my thigh and pulls me closer, so I am now straddling him completely. I am half afraid his motorbike will topple over onto the grass, but the thought is soon erased from my mind when I feel his hot minty breath on my neck. "I want to take you over and over until your throat is sore from screaming my name." He sinks his teeth softly into the plush skin on my neck. I purse my lips, looking out into the distance to see the beautiful twilight sky. I brush my fingers through his dark hair, tugging at it so I can look straight into his eyes as I roll my hips against his. He smirks. His lips look tempting, but I only smile when one of his hand slithers up to my hip and lifts me up before yanking me back down onto the now visible bulge in his jeans. "Touch me, Kings," I whisper. "I am, doll-face." He kisses my jaw tenderly. Teasingly. I frown, taking his hand that rests on my hip and placing it on my aching heat. A surge of wetness rushes out of me. "I meant here," I say breathlessly, my eyes threatening to flutter close. - Leah Stone is only a few months away from graduating high school. As she pushes through her last year at Riverdale High, she is convinced she will graduate with no trouble. That is until Hunter Kings, Leah's longtime crush and the town's bad boy barges into her life and rouses her awake from her 18 years daydream to show her what she really missed out on in her teenage years. Midnight dinner, wild motorbike rides and endless inappropriate innuendos are only some of the things that Leah Stone will undergo on her journey with the town's bad boy. But what will happen when they finally graduate? Only time will tell. // #1 romantic #1 explicit #2 maturecontent

Olivia Charles is an apprehensive, quiet girl who tries to do everything right. She has low confidence and low self esteem. Getting teased daily by her peers doesn't help. Liam Maines is Chestington Highs ultimate bad boy who parties, sleeps with girls and picks fights. But beyond the typical bad boy persona runs something much deeper and darker. When these two Seniors are forced together Olivia makes it her mission to break through all of the barriers Liam has built and find out the heartbreaking truth about his life. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This story is written from Olivia's point of view and is the original story, there is another story called 'She Saved Me' which is written from Liams point of view. Same story but different perspectives.

|| Highest Rank - #3 in Teen Fiction || Amanda thought she had found the love of her life. She had everything perfectly planned out; the university she would attend, the car she would drive, the house she would own, the place she would get married and even the money she would earn. Much to her dismay, all her plans went straight down the drain when she caught her golden boy in bed with someone else. She thinks she is the only person who feels absolutely devastated, but she is proven wrong when, one night, a certain bad boy knocks on her door. Now what could a six foot tall, arrogant jerk want from her? Isn't it obvious? He wants revenge. - Cover by @-belllawrites Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction and #5 in Romance || Melody Carson has been in the same class as Tyson McCannon since primary school. She's watched him play with girls, set the school on fire, skip classes, prank teachers, smoke behind the school, break the law, get into fights with other guys for fun and even watched him get suspended for three weeks. He always ruins everything and never does what he is told. Melody has hated him since the day he set foot in her school and luckily he has never noticed her. That is, until now. Tyson has set his eyes on Melody and won't stop until he gets what he wants. And he wants her. *-*-* Note: It is cliché at first but it gets better. [COMPLETED] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

Alexandra Hale is the perfect, lovable girl-next-door who has a hatred for thumping music and a soft spot for her hyperactive friend. Parker Wesley is a Dad's nightmare extraordinaire, with a dark secret he keeps hidden from everyone, even his own father. When the secrets of his life come in to haunt him, Parker finds that he has no other choice, but to lean on his friend, Alex, who he has hurt in every way possible. Alex always loved her best friend. Even when he tormented her and made her life impossible, she could never get over the boy she knew. As she tries to be his friend again, she finds herself hurt by the very person who promised to always be there for her. Through all the pain, can Alex find her way back to her best friend? Can they go back to the way they once were? Highest Rank: #1 in Reliving

Warning: This book is an alternative view of my book ITAAS. It can NOT be read as a stand alone unless you don't mind being extremely confused. ------------------------ Then she decided to torture me by pulling her bottom lip in between her teeth. I hated it when she did that. It made it impossible to think of anything else but kissing her. And just like that my mind was away, and I shamelessly thought of what it would feel like to kiss her. What her lips would taste like, where my hands would go. Where my mind would go.. My self-control was always hanging by a small tiny piece of thread whenever I was with her. If she had no lasting memory, I would pull her into my lap and kiss the living daylights out of her. Right here, right now. But I couldn't. -------------------------- Curious about Ethan Blythe? Wondering what perverted/whipped thoughts were going through his mind at each and every conversation. Then no fear, read along to find what Ethan was REALLY thinking. -------------------------------- This is not a formal book and has pretty much the same story line as ICTAAS. This means there will be no upload schedule and it will be uploaded whenever I have time/am bored. So, basically expect slow updates. If you're curious abut what happens next, you can just read the other book lol. ----------------------------- THIS BOOK IS COPY-RIGHT PROTECTED! DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES TAKE THIS WORK AND PUT IT ANYWHERE ELSE. I WILL FIND YOU AND YOU WILL PAY THE CONSEQUENCES.