Old version Just a modern-day love story between a quiet boy with obnoxious friends and a girl that likes flowers Sommerstall Academy is a contemporary teen romance novel filled to the brim with cute, funny, and occasionally heartbreaking moments- not to mention steamy scenes... Tw's for this story can be found on my website (check bio) If you are nee here, better to read the more recent version on my account!

Published version edition 1 (2023) 2nd edition is released only (Feb 2025) The novel version with all bonus chapters and the extended Epilogue that was wished for in the original version. Florence isn't just dealing with the usual troubles of coming of age, she's also developed a crush on the silent boy sitting across from her. A boy she's never even spoken to, at that. Just watching him was enough, exchanging silent glances and noting the way he keeps his noisy friends in check. When a mutual friend causes their paths to cross more often, her hope that the crush might not be entirely one-sided blooms. But life can't all be roses. When one thing seems to look up for the sunshine girl, another quickly turns south. Her already strained relationship with her parents morphs the more she goes out and enjoys her youth, and the closer she gets to the silent boy she likes, the more resentful her parents seem to grow. Now she has to walk the tightrope of keeping up her sunny appearance everyone knows her for while hiding a dangerous secret. Sommerstall Academy is a contemporary teen romance story between a quiet boy with outgoing friends and a girl that likes flowers filled to the brim with cute, funny, and occasionally heartbreaking moments- not to mention steamy scenes...

The heir and the heiress who are extreme opposites found themselves in an absurd arrangement. How long are they going to play along?

The night before her wedding Adira Bowen learns of her fiancés infidelity with no other than her trusted friend. The one who broke the news to her, was no other than the best man. But instead of facing humiliation, she decides to jump ship and go start her honeymoon, but not with the hopeful groom with the best man. Rhys wasn't one to insert himself, he'd rather observe from a far. He'd accepted the fate of the love of his life being betrothed to his best friend. But when he learns of Jaces crimes, he can't help but tell Adira. What he never expected? Him to be her getaway driver. But what happens when the two find each other on a 'strictly' platonic honeymoon?

When Lily Langston goes to a game with her best friend. The last thing she ever thought to happen was being hit in the face with a ball. But what left her even more shocked was when the guest pitcher himself, the known ruthless billionaire Hayes Grant came to apologize to her. Hayes Grant was a selfish, arrogant, narcissistic, ass hole who'd rather shoot himself in the foot than apologize. So when he sucked up his pride to give one to Lily, he's left shocked when she simply ignores him. But when Hayes finds himself needing a wife to salvage his family ties. He gives Lily an offer she simply can't ignore. She finds herself with a wedding ring that felt more like a chain than freedom.

When Sloan Casey was at her lowest point at 17, she met Alex Abrams. Though sheltered it was almost as if Alex brought her back to life through her struggles. But after falling for Alex, the last thing she expected was for him to ghost her. But what happens years later during Sloans senior year of college when she sees the familiar face. And how does she come to terms with his sudden appearance when the man himself asks for another shot. ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ This can be read as a stand alone! Previously named Broken Glass ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟑 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

SOON TO BE PUBLISHED BY W BY WATTPAD BOOKS! Grace wants to prove herself by making the men's hockey team at her new school. Will a rivalry with the captain - or an attraction between them - get in the way? ***** When Grace Gillman moves to California, she's determined to play hockey -- even if that means making a place for herself on her new school's only team. But Sebastian Evans doesn't want a girl on the men's team, even if she's a great player. He's convinced she'll distract the other boys and cost them their shot at the championship - and with it, his only chance at a scholarship to his dream college. But despite his icy attitude towards her, he can't help but feel a connection building between them - which quickly gets complicated when he learns she has eyes for someone else. Will they remain rivals on the rink, or will things heat up between them? [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

"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