She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes

Status: completed. His back was towards me, hunched over in defeat, I didn't want to bother him but I've been worrying all day and I needed to know if he was okay. I took hesitant steps towards him, the hardwood ramp creaked beneath my feet and I winced at each sound that emitted from it. But it didn't matter to me at the moment, because as soon as I lowered myself next to his cold and stiff body, his arms wrapped around my waist, his face buried in the crook of my neck. . . and he cried. Optimistic, goal oriented and passion driven Arabella Smith moves to college at the age of nineteen with a checklist of goals, hopeful that by the end of her school year she would have accomplished everything she had set her heart on. But finding love was one of those things that never made its way onto Arabella's list. After willingly giving away the one thing that meant the most to her in her life to a guy; her virginity, Arabella expected her love life to pan out like a romantic movie. But that was opposite of what happened after that impulsive night. Followed by a string of rumors and heartache Arabella swore to herself that she would never love someone again and instead allowed rumors to dictate the next two years of her life. However, that is until she stumbles into the lounge of her dream college and collides with him; Tyler Hart, the boy who took her prized possession, broke her heart and never looked back once. Tyler Hart was your typical high school sweetheart. Quarterback of school's football team, charming boy next door and to top it all off; incredibly good looking. Anyone would fall for him or at least the person he portrayed on the outside. What happens when Arabella finds out the real reason Tyler left and never came back? Will she forgive him for scarring her heart or will she fall for the forbidden fruit all over again? All rights reserved©️ Copyright 2019

𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭... ⤷ 𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 UNDER EDITING!! #1 in hh #1 in yourbeautiful

'𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝘆...' ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ open for info ! ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ disclaimer: this is my first book and i hate it so much. the beginning is horrid but ppl say it gets better so.. good luck lol!!!! ‏‎ 'ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴛ¡ᴛꜱ' - ᴠɪɴɴɪᴇ ʜᴀᴄᴋᴇʀ luverts © 2020

The beauty of fanfiction is that even if the character gets killed off, the fanfiction continues like such a thing never happened. You can kill off and resurrect the same character as many times as you like, because the version of the character thar you have created is yours, and not even an asshole like Scott Gimple can take that away from you.

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Halloween, a night typically full of fun and spooky tricks becomes a horrid nightmare when Max Dennison's biggest weakness is used against him and I'm not talking about Dani.🎃

After moving to Salem, Mass., teenager Max Dennison explores an abandoned house with his sister Dani and their new friends, Allison, and (y/n). After dismissing a story Allison tells as superstitious, Max accidentally frees a coven of evil witches who used to live in the house. Now, with the help of a magical cat, the kids must steal the witches' book of spells to stop them from becoming immortal. <FEMALE!READER>

☏ 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳