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Old Money, New Love by itsjustmel_
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16 year old free skater Sophie Bellerose, takes a leap of faith in a lottery ticket attempt. After crossing out all winning numbers, she claims five hundred thousand quid using her gained cash to pay a high-end boarding school fee, all the way in Brighton, England. Sophie is the human embodiment of sunshine and cheerfulness. To everyone else she is innocent, kind and understanding. Not an inch selfish, yet caring. But every girl has her secrets. Sophie included She meets her first acquaintance in fault of her clumsiness. Noah Alcocer. Whilst attempting to maintain her quiet and unnoticed nature, her sudden arrival catches the of the athlete. The old money, hockey player is well known amongst the pupils at Brighton for brushing girls off his cold shoulder, yet a sense in him feels that she is different. TW : mature themes, foul language, violence Rankings 🫶🏻 #2 boardingschool 6th October 2023 #2 sunshine 5th October 2023 #1 ed 9th October 2023 #1 oldmoney 29th January 2024
My Brother's Best Friend by Mstoriewritess
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The story is a little cringy at the start but it gets better when you are about chapter four. Sophia Raven is a sassy, but nice girl who happens to have an older brother. She's also friends with his best friend, Ryder Gray. They have deeper feelings for each other though. What happens at the end? --------------- Ryder is the first to break the silence. "I don't get it." I turn all my attention to him and ask "What do you not get?" "If they want so badly a man with money to date you, then why can it not be me?" He asks as if it's the simplest thing. "They want me to date a millionaire, and I do not want to bruise your ego, but you are not one." I tell him while covering us with my comforter. "Don't insult me." He says while pulling me closer. He places a kiss to the crown of my head. "I'm a billionaire."
Always by ashhwritesss01
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"What the hell do you want Greyson?" I shout unlocking the door. It's raining heavily so I don't even bother hiding the irritation laced in my voice. I swing the door open about to continue my rant when I'm brought to a halt by his lips crashing down on mine. In one swift motion his arms are around my waist pulling my body flush against his, closing all distance between us. I don't even hesitate to kiss him back, all thoughts from a second ago withering away as I melt into his embrace. The kiss is electric, his lips bringing me to life ; igniting me in the best way possible. I snake my arms up to the nape of his neck grabbing his hair, kissing him hard with so much emotion. In response, he kisses me even harder moaning into my mouth before gliding his tongue hungrily against mine. It takes a while to register that I'm standing in my doorway kissing Greyson freaking Reynolds, the guy I hated from before I can remember. He pulls back breathlessly, and I open my eyes as he finally replies to the question I forgot I asked. "You."
Ana by Wintersdancer
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Life as a child was amazing. Your weight didn't matter. Your clothes didn't matter. Your parents money didn't matter. All that mattered was who you were going to play with, but that's all gone now. My sister hates me, my mom has no time for me, and my dad, well he left me. My life has been one whirlwind after another. Except I'm content with it, till it all comes crashing down. Every television, billboard, and magazine is covered with models. Models that are supposed to be role models, for us. Perfect face, perfect body, perfect life. I have none of those things. All my life I've never cared that I was over weight, and didn't wear makeup. Who knew a boy could change all of that? That's when I decided to starve myself, force myself to look like the girls in the magazines. Who knew all I was doing was slowly killing myself? Life likes to play games, except my game is called Ana and I don't think I will survive. (unedited) Cover by: MadHatter_25