A thief. A prince. A marriage. When Aria, the mischievous, devious, witty, and rebellious local thief of Southton Azura, has an unfortunate run-in with the stuck-up, arrogant, devilishly handsome prince Alexander, only trouble can be caused. Love cannot be stolen, only shared. Being bound in holy matrimony with the person you despise can never end well. Or can it? . . . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED DISCLAIMER- some mentions of abuse and suicide

The leaves hadn't even turned brown before the first suicide of the year. At St. Briar's University, the stakes are so high that at least one suicide is expected. In a world full of privilege and royalty, poison and snakes, students are expected to remain as close to perfect as possible-or else. One particular suicide sets off a chain reaction of ghostly events in the students' lives, forcing the students to choose between love and survival. Ugly secrets are uncovered and pretty lies are told, weaving a story in which everyone only cares about image, perfection, money, the social hierarchy, and status. Smile and you will be rewarded, lie and you will be praised. the car a person drives, the clothes they wear, the way they speak, act and breathe determines their worth in society-and everyone wants to be worth more than anybody else. >>> ""Somewhere along the long twisted road we fell off the path and spiraled into beautiful madness.."

They are all innocent until proven guilty. Not me though, am a liar until proven honest and me being proven honest doesn't change anything either. I was a liar, I am a liar and I'll always remain a liar because it was me who invited him. I am THE slut, he's just an innocent guy who got distracted. ***** Everyone has a secret they need to live and share. After hearing mine, you would think I'd be more screwed up than I already am. Life is too short to waste by dwelling on your past and I've decided to take matters into my own hand. I've got a plan, a to-do list and I'll act on it. On my own terms and at my own pace. But then I met him. The saying is true. Everyone you meet has a purpose in your life. His was to make my life miserable. Or so I thought. He makes me feel the kind of things I never wanted to feel again. He makes me want the kind of things I could never have. You would think once struck by a hammer would be enough to teach me a lesson. But I am a glutton for punishment. I never learn. ***** "Why the hell am I stuck to this chair? Am I - Am I glued?" He growls and snaps his face towards me. I roll my eyes and cluck my tongue, "What did you expect after yesterday's scene, Mr. James? You know I'm not your normal chick who hangs on to every word you utter. You messed with the wrong girl and now you have got to suffer the consequences." SHE'S ABOUT TO PRANK "THE BAD BOY" OF THE SCHOOL, AND HIS REVENGE IS GOING TO BE OH SO GOOD... ***Author's Note: This is the kind of cliché fairytale we crave every once in a while, which restores our faith in Love and Humanity*** ***** Second place winner in "THE GOLDEN HEART AWARDS 2020" ***** Edited by - @Myst3ry007

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)

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!