𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚖 , 𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚒 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 .. ꨄ

"I'm not giving up cause without her..." "What" "Without her I am nothing... I know I did some fucked up shit but me and her ... we inseparable."

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"You make me want to do things to you." He mumbles, his brown eyes never straying from mine. "What?" I whisper, nervous yet at the same time my heart pounds with excitement and anticipation. "Do you want to know what kind of things?" His low tone matches mine as he brings his face closer and I find myself robbed of speech due to our proximity. Taking my silence as his sign, he continues to lean closer. His lips caress my ear as he says "Things like this." Suddenly I feel something wet and thick being dumped onto my hair, soon the liquid drips down onto my shirt. Is that paint? Blue paint proceeds to slide down onto my shirt and my eyes widen when I hear Caleb howling with laughter. "Caleb fucking Carter!" I bellow and before I know it he breaks into a run, still laughing. ________________ Highest Rankings #1 - projectbadassgirls #1 - humor #8 - badboy

I lied," I say still looking at his lips, he opens his eyes and gazes over at me. "Uh oh," he whispers, not breaking eye contact. I am suddenly aware of his lingering stare. He looks at me everywhere, every inch, there was no hiding from it. His gaze lingers on my lips. "Why do you think it's okay to lie to me?" He teases, staring into my eyes. He takes my hand and kisses it. I stare dumbfounded and lose my train of thought for a moment. "I'm good at lying," I say with a shrug. He only smirks and kisses my hand again. He then pulls me towards him, so that I am on top of him. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Nora Farris is grief stricken by the death of her father eight months ago. Nora tries to gain a sense of normalcy as her senior year of high school draws to a close, but her plans are thrown off track when she bumps into Ezra Montgomery at her weekly therapy sessions. Ezra and Nora both have their own long lists of problems, could they figure them out together, or will their baggage be too much for them both to carry?

"Shh..." He silenced her gently, bumping his forehead against hers and whispering softly, "This is not how you behave." Shishi didn't struggle; she needed his comfort. Sniffling, she complained, "You started it first." "That's not true, sweetheart." He chuckled, his deep voice resonating as he caressed her head and whispered sweet nothings in her ear. "Have I ever ignored you? You know I could never ignore you, even if I wanted to." As he spoke, he bowed his head and lightly bit her cheek. "It's always you, finding new ways to hurt me," -and then playing the victim, crying so heartbreakingly that it always softened his heart. ... "Your name is too weird, husband." "Name me anything you want, sweets." "Husband, I don't like the shirt you're wearing." "Should I take it off, darling?" "Husband, you're not treating me well." "Punish me however you want, my dear." ... Tₕₑ ₘₒᵣₑ ᵤₙdₑᵣᵣₐₜₑd ₜₕᵢₛ ₛₜₒᵣy ₜᵤᵣₙₛ ₒᵤₜ ₜₒ bₑ, ₜₕₑ bₑₜₜₑᵣ. Gₐₜₑₖₑₑₚₑᵣₛ ₐᵣₑ ₐₚₚᵣₑcᵢₐₜₑd.

He lowered his head towards me, a cocky grin spreading across his lips as he raked his eyes across my body before landing them back on mine. I clicked my tongue in annoyance before averting my eyes, ignoring the blush that threatened to run across my cheeks. "You give me serious Heebie-Jeebies." "Love you too, McCoy." •---------• 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐌𝐂𝐂𝐎𝐘―――is determined to start her last year of high school on a clean slate, all she wants to do is graduate and leave Manhattan, New York in the past. In order to do that, she needs to complete her twenty numbered list of things that she wants to accomplish before graduating. On number two of that list stands 'HAVE MY FIRST KISS!" in big bold letters, and that is exactly what she wants to do―no, accomplish. Mara has her senior year all planned out, from hopefully finishing all of her volunteer hours to becoming valedictorian, she knows exactly what she wants and what she has to do to get it―the only thing she doesn't have on her list is falling in love with the captain of the boys soccer team. 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐃𝐄𝐍―――just wants to finish his last year of high school by being scouted for a scholarship and maybe something more. His entire life revolves around a ball that he kicks with his feet, since the young age of four, the sport has held a tight grip around his throat. To have that taken away is equivalent to the end of the world―for him at least―which is why he takes his coaches advice and begins to look for after school tutoring. What he didn't expect, is for his tutor to be the cute girl he's had his eye on since freshman year. He knows that girls are a distraction, he's seen it happen to all of his teammates, but just how is he supposed to resist her cute freckled cheeks and pretty smile? ( #1 in the Madly in Love series ) Started: 03/29/23 Finished: N/A ©SILKICHOR2023

Alex has had his eyes set on Stacey ever since they were in middle school. She did too. With neither of them knowing how to express their feelings to one another everything gets complicated. And when they finally began to become close..everything was ripped apart. * It had already started to rain and I just wanted to go home, not even home. I wanted to just get away from everything. I was drunk, I didn't know where Leslie was, and I knew she would kill me after all of this. I glared at Alex who was just standing there looking at me. I turned around and opened the door but he stopped me. Closing the door quickly, he slams me against it. I snarl at him, "What the fuck is your problem?!" I yell. "My problem is you and that little fucking boyfriend of yours" I roll my eyes and look away from him, "If you have a problem, just leave. You had no problem doing it before" I swear I heard a low growl before he grabbed my jaw. Turning my face so my eyes connected with his dark ones. "One thing you won't do is roll your eyes at me" When did he become so dominant? I glare at him, "I'm not with you, I can do what I want Alex" He raises an eyebrow at me, "Is that so?" In one quick movement I'm trapped between his arms. I feel his lips skim along my throat and I hold back a small moan. "You know..I really thought, for so long, it was best to stay away from you." I gulp as his hands ran down my sides and gripped both of my thighs, lifting it to the sides of his waist. He harshly bites my neck and a whimper escapes me. "Guess I was wrong" A moan escaped me when his mouth landed onto my mine. • A majority of the chapters are cringe af :/ so read at your own risk READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! Highest Ranks #3 in Stacey 9/10/20 #5 in Latino 4/18/20 #21 in tomboy 6/3/20 #34 in drinking 9/10/20 #42 in shooting 9/10/20 #76 in Alex 9/10/20 #104 in sexual content 6/3/20 #199 in player 9/10/20 #209 in feelings 9/8/20 #233 in mature language 9/10/20

Victoria Garcia, was the perfect resemblance of the devil. Also known as Nemesis, she was a relentless force in the world of assassination, her very name striking fear into the hearts of her targets. From a young age, she had been molded into the perfect killer, detached and ruthless, her emotions buried deep beneath a veneer of ice. Betrayed by the world and robbed of her family, trust had become an alien concept to her. But fate had a cruel twist in store for her. Victoria's life took an unexpected turn when she was thrust into the midst of her own blood, the Spanish Mafia, her biological brothers. Forced to confront her past and the family she never knew, she found herself walking a treacherous tightrope between the world she had known as Nemesis and the complexities of family loyalty. As she navigated this perilous new terrain, Victoria would be pushed to her limits, forced to question everything she believed about herself, her family, and the very nature of trust. In this gripping tale of redemption, revenge, and the quest for identity, Victoria's journey would ultimately determine whether she remained the feared Nemesis or could find a path to her own salvation.