"I d-don't k-know how to kiss"He replied,looking at the ground. "Dont worry I gotchu" I smiled,leaning in.

"Why do you love me? I'm fat" I said as I looked down at my feet. "Princess there's a difference between fat and thick" he said as he grabbed a hand full of my ass. --------------------- Diamond Ryder is a 17 year old curvy girl. Her past is so messed up that she doesn't consider herself beautiful. She can't even look in the mirror anymore. She has no friends at school and her bestfriend is her mom. Sam Greene is the school's bad boy. Girls chase after him but, he doesn't really pay attention to them. Diamond ran into Sam's life, literally. When they come across each other what will happen? Will Diamond let her guard down and love again? ------------------ ⚠️Under major editing⚠️ ------ Jay112098 "I really enjoy your story for the curvy, it's a nice escape from reality. I live in a small racist town where I get bullied and when I read your book it gives me a peace of mind that not all white people are racist" Tayjay207 "My favorite book" Amii_xo13 "I love this book" XWeirdSnackx "Its like my life depends on it" Zoeneluise "Its weird because I can relate to this" MochaBousso "I just LOVE THIS STORY❤ definitely going to my reading list" Kuwonubeans "I love this booookkk❤" Karentina23 "Gosh I love this book❤" User75473053 "I'm in love with this book❤❤❤"

Obsession [Noun] - The domination of one's thoughts or feelings by a persistent idea, image, desire, etc. Or, in which Elijah King can't seem to take no for an answer. © All rights reserved to Cocoapebbles 2018

What would you do if you witnessed your crush murder someone? Sara has been in love with Vincenzo since she first met him, his casual disregard for everything around him was irresistible. On a mission to finally confess her feelings to him, she stumbled across an imaginable crime that he committed. - "I like you.. I like you a lot" I said shaking in fear as I stared into the gun burrow. The man chuckled darkly, for the first time since I met him. "Even now when you're inches from death." He asked. "E-Even now." I said, my lungs filling up with burning air as the gun is moved and pressed into my temple. "Then you're more of a psycho than I am."