"Why won't you let me in Alexis!" He yelled. "Because! If I do you might find a way into my broken life...." I cried, "And try to fix it" I whispered defeatedly. *** In the world where some still believe in true love, Alexis stands as an exception. Scarred by her past, she considers love to be nothing but a lost cause after enduring the pain of her boyfriend's betrayal. Determined never to allow another man to hurt her, she builds walls around her heart. However, everything changes when she crosses paths with Will Clements, the devilishly charming quarterback for the Los Angeles Lions. Known for his skills on and off the field, he effortlessly captivates women with his irresistible looks and charisma. But what will happen when he encounters a girl who remains impervious to his charms? A girl who refuses to let him break down her defenses. As fate would have it, Will becomes determined to win over Alexis, despite her resistance. Their connection sparks a burning desire within him, compelling him to pursue her relentlessly. But will Alexis finally let her guard down and give love another chance? #8 in feisty #9 in jaded #1 in football romance Started November 6 2021 Ended March 7 2022 *In the process of being edited*

[Book 1: The Bandit Series] "You're the worst human being on the face of the planet." "Aww, I think that's the nicest thing you ever said about me." ROGUE| In which a new girl joins a superhero team, or, in which a girl who never knew what family was, finally learns. Dick Grayson x Fem!OC YJ: Season 1 - pre-s2 Warning: Swearing, drugs, violence, etc. I do NOT own DC, BUT I do OWN my own characters and ideas.

Hayden Willis had become used to her pampered life in New York, but all that's about to change after her mom marries a farmer from middle-of-nowhere Kansas. Hayden leaves the only home she's ever known, her friends, her boyfriend, and her city lifestyle, and everything absolutely sucks about her new home... Except for the Wyatt Cooper, the cute boy next door.

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN