Eva Robinson was just trying to go home to her tiny apartment and microwave her frozen burrito. She wasn't expecting to be kidnapped, let alone taken halfway across the world. Now, living with several, unfairly hot Mafia men, she's taken it upon herself to make their lives a living Hell. ............ (A lot like other Mafia stories, only the guy isn't a total dick and the girl is a tad bit crazy) #1 in popculture (06/25/21) #1 in schizophrenia (at some point, I don't remember, you're just gonna have to trust me) #1 in kindashort (06/30/21) #1 in sadending (08/22/21) #1 in russianmafia (10/23/21) #8 in funny (08/28/21) #8 in crazy (10/31/21) Runner up in the seasonal contests, summer 2021

••• This is a story about a girl. A girl who lied all too well. One who was bored, pretty, and sad. A girl who mastered the art of pretending. Pretending since she was a little girl. The problem with playing pretend is that it gets boring. As a kid, you love it. But as you grow older, you grow tired of it. Not only that, you start to doubt what's pretend and what's not. What's worse than a girl who lies all the time to others? A girl who lies to herself even more. Blair Knight, the queen of pretending to be something she's not. She's tired of pretending to be the perfect girl, she's tired of pretending she's fine with her boring life. She wants to escape it. And he helps her escape it. The boy. The school's most loved. The one who can see past the mask Blair keeps up. The one who is deeply in love with a girl. A girl who's love was toxic but strong, always pulling him back in. This girl isn't Blair. Blair wakes up with a feeling. A feeling that sparks ideas in her head. She wants a life of excitement, a life of regrets. And thanks to Grayson, she gets one. But someone should of reminded Blair of the warning. Be careful what you wish for. Because Blair gets more regrets than she's bargain for. She started off hating Grayson. But you know what they say, there's a fine line between love and hate. And Blair? She likes to dances on it. •••

Dear you, You make me smile and I miss you. Why aren't you here? No one asked you to disappear. I still remember the last thing you said to me, "no smoking without me." Sincerely, me. © citylivhts

"You never know what you have until you lose it..." "Giving up destroys you." :c: ||Alysha was on the brink of destruction; she was about to explode. What she wanted was to leave the shrapnel behind; leaving scars for those that broke her heart, that drove her insane. Elyes tried his best to make sure that she understood that he wanted her in his life, in his future. But she didn't believe him. And she did the one thing that he hated... She gave up.||

They were friends. He was a player, and she, she just existed. But, they were friends, who trusted each other for more than a decade. Echo, an ordinary girl, promised herself that she would never fall in love with him. Who's him? Levi, 17 year old well-known heartbreaker and player. After seeing tons of girls fall at his feet and into his trap, she knew she would never be one of them, but she can't help it, as much as she denies it, she knew that she was secretly falling for him. But while she had eyes for him, he had eyes for another. Their story transcends beyond their high school days. Their story is in the future. And that's where her story begins. "Do you think I'm a player like everyone else? Do you, Echo?"

|| 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

/ / Stock·holm syn·drome (noun) / / feelings of trust or affection felt in certain cases of kidnapping or hostage-taking by a victim toward a captor. *DISCLAIMER: CONTAINS SUBJECTS SUCH AS SELF-HARM AND ABUSE*

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }