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)

Book 1 in THE HEARTBROKEN SERIES ❤︎ A short story in which a girl loves her ex-boyfriend, from afar as he now loves another. The twisted truth, a lie, tore them apart. But the question is... Does it actually hurt less? or is that just another lie too? ❝Sometimes, the twisted truth hurts less.❞ ✶ ━━━━━ ✶ ━━━━━ ✶ #6 in poetry & #13 in Short Story ❤︎ READ THE FULL STORY ON WATTPAD UNTIL JANUARY 2021 ✶ ━━━━━ ✶ ━━━━━ ✶ READ THE COMPLETE HEARTBROKEN SERIES! ❤︎ All stories can be read as a stand-alone! 1.) Salted Tears (this book) 2.) Tragically Yours 3.) Bitter Love (based on true events)

••• Sequel To: The Art Of Pretending ••• Blair did the unthinkable. She fell in love. And the sad thing is, not everyone's love story ends with a happy ending. For Blair, that was the case. But like all the hard obstacles you face in life, she got over it. Well, at least she's trying to. This is a continuation of Blair's life. Everyone heals and copes in different ways. What Blair didn't expect was for another guy to be her way. ••• Him POV. I want her, and fuck. Believe me, I know I shouldn't. But there's something about her that draws me in. But I won't do anything. I'm not a bad person for looking...right? So that's what I'll do, I'll admire her from afar. She's my guilty pleasure. Blair Knight. •••

She was like the stars, already dead. The summer of 21. The summer she would never forget. It wasn't just the heat of summer, it was him. Archer Luca. She wanted to impact the world, but she didn't have to go far. The world turned out to be him. After a friendship sparks between Elizabeth SKye and Archer Luca during a late night talk at the park, they decide to take on the summer together. Eleven weeks, seventy-seven days to just say "Fuck it, wherever life takes us." Awards: Longlisted in The Romance Fiction Awards Top 130 out of 900 1st Place- teen fiction (Magical Grand Awards)

(BEING EDITED IN PRIVATE) "No rain, no flowers." She yelled as she danced in the sand while it was pouring rain, she was absolutely beautiful. In the end, this game of love and life, always will end with death. If it's today, tomorrow, in a year, in 70. We are all meant to be utterly destroyed by the fact of death. Of the fact that love can't save you. Unless it can.

"How do you say idiot in Italian?" "Bell'uomo." [ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛] "You're a bell'uomo." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession with sunglasses and constant talking went well with his quite behavior and glares he sent to everyone else. They weren't a likely match but somehow they understood each other more than anyone else could. He was rude and blunt to everyone; everyone but her. She was extroverted and bold to all; especially him. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just wanted waffles and to meet someone new. She didn't expect to spark the mafias dons right hand mans interest. Leonardo Rossi just wanted to be alone and have coffee. He wasn't expecting the talkative girl that didn't know what a filter was to rope him in with her unexpected comments. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. "Do you love me?" "Endlessly." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. The chapters get better as the story goes on/theres character development Words: 137,631k .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.