"I knew you weren't innocent the second I looked into your eyes, all I saw was chaos, your evilness and most of all, dirtiness waiting for you to release." He smirked while his cold veiny hands slid itself against my waist. While sitting on his lap, I leaned in his ear moving my hips in his hard cock while he grunted. "You know every innocent girl is just the dirtiest ones in disguise." I whisper in his ear as his hands made its way up my back and unclipped my bra as my nails softly played with his necklace, his wet hair dripping onto my shirt. ♡︎♡♡︎ Venus Cyril and her abusive father recently moved to New York. While trying to fit in, Venus and some of her new friends decided to sneak out as a joke, but ended up boarding a train and move a few states away to start a new life without telling anyone...that was the plan until they got kidnapped by one of the biggest mafia's in the world. ⚠︎︎WARNING CONTAINS: MURDER, SUICIDE, SMUT, ABUSE, TRAUMA, ETC 18+⚠︎︎

Book 1 in the Oak Crest Preparatory School Series - ongoing Reese and Rowan Williams have just moved to Augustine, Connecticut. They start their school year at Oak Crest Preparatory School. Between meeting new friends and trying new things, one person truly stands out to Reese. Parker Goldmen is known to be the best quarter back in Connecticut. He likes causing problems. Especially when his actions are able to rile up Reese. --- "His shoulder, that I was eye level with, was almost behind mine. I was too focused on our position to realize he had put the flame next to the gas. The loud popping noise drew me out of my thoughts and I jumped bad and bumped into him. The hand that was free shot to my waist where the waistband of my uniform skirt sat to stop me from causing both of us to fall over. I practically leap away from him after I regained my balance because I didn't need this to be more awkward than it already was. 'You good?' the brunette quietly asks from behind me. I nod keeping my focus on anything but him for the moment. 'I didn't mean to jump backward. I'm sorry about that,' I told him not knowing what else to say in the moment. 'It's fine Reese. That was better than you falling on the floor,' he jokes and we fall into silence as finish up the experiment." (Chapter 10) Started: 12/3/21 Finished: (slow updates) *I promise I'll make a better description after I have more of the story completed!

"It's kind of ironic, you know? My life has always revolved around being on ice. It only makes sense that I met the girl I love after she slipped on the only patch in the parking lot."

Erika Lovet is used to being in the background, always in her sister's shadow. Since she was a child, her parents have always doted on Alice, have always wanted the best for her, while Erika, the other child, is always thought of second, but still expected to be like her sister. So, it's a surprise to everyone when the dashing Prince asks for Erika, and not her sister. Who knew that the only person to notice Erika first, just happens to be the one that every other girl in the land desires?

𝕃𝕌𝕂𝔸 𝕄𝕆ℝ𝔼ℕ𝕆, the 'bad boy' of Eastview High, known for his repulsive and obnoxious behaviour. The type of boy who won't hesitate to get into a fight, the type of boy who everyone cowers away from, the type of boy who hates everyone. That is until Myla Woods... 𝕄𝕐𝕃𝔸 𝕎𝕆𝕆𝔻𝕊, just moved to Eastview for her fathers new job, known for her friendly and kind personality. She's the type of girl who gets straight A's in every subject, the type of girl who loves everyone, the type of girl who always has a smile on her face, but what's really hidden beneath that smiley, happy face... A story full of romance, friendship, family and loss. Join Myla and Luka in their last year of Highschool. Can they survive it? -- 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝙻𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 '𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝' '𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎' 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢? -- TW: abuse, explicit language, sexual content, graphic content.

no matter what, I will always love you

Aussie girl, Leila, moves to America. Repeating her senior year brings much more drama than she bargained for. Midway through the first semester, Leila joins the senior class at Westwood High. Leila: "A fresh start, Dad said. New beginnings, Mum said. Problem with flippant statements like that is they don't take into account that you can't un-live or wipe clean the parts of your life that are dark and murky. Memories will always follow you to the ends of the earth and back again. I love my parents so I'll give it 18 months. I'll give it a good ripper of a go, maybe make some new mates, go to a US house party or two and then I'm booking my flight back to Aus." Being on the footy team Elijah's use to girls swooning as he walks by. Leila's indifference to him and 'no dating' policy has him grasping for any attention she'll give him. Elijah: "Senior year was supposed to be the best year of high school. So far it feels like any other year I've spent at Westwood High with the exception of our new Coach. Well, until the new girl walks in with her "Yea, nah," and the challenge that she doesn't date. Challenge accepted. . . Except she seems to genuinely mean it. If I have to hear her call me 'Mate' one more time, I'm petitioning to have it removed from all dictionaries. Senior year just became a whole lot more frustrating." ***+++*** *This book is intended for 18+, mature audiences only. Reader discretion advised. *Contains strong language, scenes of a sexual nature, drug and alcohol consumption, reference to sexual assault and mental health issues. *TW's for light drug/alcohol use, sexual assault and scenes of a sexual nature will be added at the start of the chapter. Copyright - All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without written permission of the copyright owner except for the use of quotations in a book review or recommendation.

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

love (noun): an intense feeling of deep affection  love is taught to us as something that is infinite and unbreakable. we are taught that love is to be cherished and admired. but does love truly last.