Taken from her family at the age of four, because of a deep grudge, Aria doesn't remember the place she used to call home. All she knows now, is silence and pain. All she has is her broken self, and the hope of being free one day. She's been called a curse, and she's been called worse- to the point where Aria doesn't know what is true or not. She'll never escape the hell she's in, she'll never have a home or a family, right? *Sneak peek* Aria: "Where the hell are you?!" I wake up with a jerk on the cold floor of the kitchen's store. The rope that he used to keep me there when his friends were over, bit into my skin, and was now stained with red. He had forgotten. Again. But that was a good thing, because it means I didn't get beatings last night. I tired to move, but the pain from my ankle was sending vibrations to my brain, and I winced, my back hitting the wall hard. I closed my eyes, praying he won't find me- but luck is never on my side. He opens the door, and smirks as he looks down at me. His eyes were clear, he wasn't drunk. That was bad. He made it more painful when he wasn't. He undid the rope, and dragged me by the hair, into the kitchen. "You little bitch. Growing wings now, are we?" He threw me on the floor and kicked my ribs. Pain flared through me, but I shut my eyes tight. Don't make a sound. "Make me my damn breakfast right now. And I want it prepared next time or else." I nod my head, and get to my feet. But he dragged me towards him by the neck, my back to his front. His hand went under my shirt, the threat hanging in the air, and I squeezed my eyes shut. "Do you hear me?" I nod. His hand went up to my chest, and I swallowed the nausea rising up in me. "Yes who?" "Yes Daddy." I choked out. Then he pushed me towards the stove and walked out.

━━━ 'right. and then she stole your credit card and spent all your money so you had to commit fraud the entire way back' ┏ ┓ 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 a girl from a broken family is found and taught to love ┗ ┛ klaus mikaelson x fem!oc started: 21.12.22 finished: 06.03.23 ©-plutoandmoon, 2022-2023

NOT EDITED YET! After the death of both of her parents, Mackenzie is propelled into a life that she never envisioned. In this world she loses her grip on herself and her emotions. The things she once believed in were the things she was now questioning. The girl she was is no longer who she is. She was launched into a world of darkness but will she, can she see the light? "Nothing could change the way I see you. I wish you knew how much I care about you. Or how much I like you," He sighs. "You matter to me more than you should," I admit. "What do you mean?"He says furrowing his eyebrows. "My life is a room of nothing but darkness that I was locked into. I was wandering around aimlessly until I met you. You're the one source of light in my darkness," I say truthfully. Started: March 13, 2021 Finished: May 25, 2021

Nicolas didn't want friends. Didn't want attention. Definitely didn't want her. But then Lina sat next to him. Every. Single. Day. She talked through the awkward silences, laughed at her own jokes, and asked questions he never answered. She was chaos in sneakers and bubblegum lip gloss - and he wanted nothing to do with her. ...Until he did. Because somehow, her noise started drowning out the thoughts he didn't know how to escape. And her voice became the only thing that made the silence bearable. This isn't a love story. Not at first. This is a story about a boy who lost his spark... And the girl who wouldn't let him disappear quietly. ✅ Nicolas ✅ Lina ✅ "You Talk Too Much" ✅ High school setting ✅ Healing + chaos + slow-burn (Btw I forgot to add that there will be no smut of any kind in this story. Maybe an innocent kiss or something but nothing else)

What if Jay had another kid named Chloe? A last resort to saving his and DeDe's marriage? Chloe has her own life, evidently younger than Claire and Mitchell but a more lavish lifestyle with herself and her fiancé. Read to find out about her life and her family's. oc x oc I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE MODERN FAMILY STORY LINE OR CHARACTERS ONLY MY OC'S and their story line this is my first book so be nice

" 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 " - 𝘌𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦 [ the vampire diaries s2 - ??? ] [ f!oc x the mikaelsons ] DISCONTINUED

It doesn't always have to be a glass slipper or a kissing frog. Sometimes it takes a loopy, little hullabaloo! ---------------------------------- "I'm sure you remember the episode 'The One With The Pediatrician' from the sitcom F.R.I.E.N.D.S. where Joey chooses to bellow out the name 'MIKE' in the cafe because he had lied about setting up a date for Phoebe with some guy named Mike." she folded her arms. "Your point being?" I raised an eyebrow at her as all of us were keenly listening to her. "We have a name we require- Kshitij. We have a cafe right here and I'm sure all of us are capable of yelling a name." She shrugged. "Yeah right. That would work well. My life is a sitcom and I'm sure there is a Kshitij sitting here, waiting for us to shout his name out!" I stated sarcastically and started walking towards the service counter where Julie was still on short of hands. "Let's try." She suggested over my shoulders. "Sure!" I laughed as I positioned myself behind the counter. Putting on an apron on my large tee, I bent down to pull out a pastry from the glass showcase below for a customer waiting. I handed the pastry on a tray to that impatient customer on the other side when I heard--- "KSHITIJ!!!!!" Drishti's loud voice from the cash counter silenced the entire cafe. I stood there frozen contemplating the recent happening. Did she just do that? All the heads in the cafe were twisted in her direction. She had a satisfactory smile on her face. The other three of my friends were as shocked as I was. But the thing that followed this hullabaloo shocked us even more- "Yes?" A masculine voice responded from one of the tables near the reading nook. Book Cover by: Mahi_Sinha27

My escape from Springfield, Massachusetts, came in the form of an exchange program to New Delhi, India, one plane ticket for 11:00 am on the thirteenth of July. I left, taking a big suitcase and my camera. I told myself I left for the experience I'd have there, but maybe I left because of the experience I'd had here. I don't know. All I know is that I left, and then I met Maya Sumedh. Luke Waters came into my life at 12:00 pm on the fourteenth of July, a Saturday. Probably the weirdest Saturday of my life - I picked up a cute guy from the airport, was in a car crash and stayed up the whole night talking to said cute guy. Maybe I even fell in love but I didn't know it until much later. All we had was four months and camera. A camera which proved more important than we ever imagined.

'𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒' /həʊp/ noun '𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓅 𝓉𝑜𝓌𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑜𝒾𝓃𝓉𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉' - michael gray x fem!oc peaky blinders

When a random phone number is written on your car, what do you do? Obviously, you text it. ••• When Alex Hamilton's phone number gets written on a random Jeep at a party, she doesn't know what she's signing up for. She also doesn't know that on the other end of the phone is Jesse Campbell, the popular, all-star basketball player. Rich, attractive, and the son of the Mayor of Newport Beach; Jesse Campbell's life appeared perfect with the addition of his cheerleader girlfriend. But when Jesse and Alex start texting, the two make a deal to keep their identities a secret and continue texting each other. What started out as a fun joke spins into much, much more as Jesse starts to catch feelings for the mystery girl at the same time as he catches feelings for the real-life Alex, who turns out to be his lab partner, oblivious to the fact that they're one in the same. But what happens when their identities are revealed over Christmas break and everything is suddenly changing? Cover designed by Cil Ojumo