Kassi was a normal girl living in a normal town until one day her mom drops her and her brother off at their estrange grandfathers house for no reason. Now not only does she have to adjust to her new life and school, she also has to avoid the weird looks the "In-Crowd" gives her on top of avoiding their majorly hot Bad Boy leader. Rhys is tired of watching all his friends find their mates before he does. He is tired of being known as the Mateless Alpha and just as he starts to give up hope, his beautiful mate falls in his arms. Literally... Join Kassi and Rhys as they journey through life, love, and heartbreak. ~~~~~~~ "Beautiful" he murmured as he traced a finger against my blushing cheek I gasped and pushed against his broad shoulders His eyes narrowed before his grasp tightened on my waist "Mine" Book 1 of 3 of the MOON Series

my light, my misery, my tainted blue. ↳ I didn't mean to break your heart. • • • • • • where a girl in fear of being alone meets a boy who's fear is companionship. 2# - grieving 1# - summertoremember

Ayana Fox struggles with her family and hasn't talked to them in 2 years. When her mom reaches out to her for a family event. Ayana's surprised and reluctant to agree. But once she does, she realizes she's been thrown in the dark with no light to guide her out. His dad earns for him to take over the family business but, as time goes on Silas Winters looses motivation and agrees to give up his dream as a writer. Silas has no choice but to do what his dad has always wanted. Does Ayana find her light? And will Silas find his muse?

Eren is my best friend and crush, Mikasa is my sister and my father is Levi Ackerman. Just to say that this story is following the plot, but with a twist. All the characters belong to Isayama, Hajime Isayama, only the oc is mine.

"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

Two lovers. In the past, there were bumps in the road. The two learn to go about their own lives but in secret, maybe they think about one another. Maybe they don't. She lives in a home with rich, snobby parents. Somehow managing to get in a relationship with an abusive boy. He lives in an apartment and goes to college. Best football player on the team. The two are one of a kind.

about a boy, who was lost, and thought he was found, until he meets a girl, the same girl, who makes him wonder if there's more to life than just getting by. - [a Jem-centered novella/sequel to The Girl Who Saw Through Jem]

All Dahlia Winters could recall about her childhood was her dead parents--ones who died when she was just a baby--and being a part of the Agency. The weight that came along with keeping her city safe. That's what happens when you're the city's famous, most loved vigilante. Only that her life--when she's just an average college student--was slowly going down the drain thanks to her antihero nemesis, and the city's most notorious villain: Ice Phantom. Not to forget her ex-best friend and his hateful glances, and the cold reminder of their last interaction on New Year's Eve. Then there was her smouldering hot, blue-eyed roommate, who made her heart skip a beat every time he looked at her. And Dahlia couldn't, for the life of her, understand why. Despite being the city's masked hero, which was a big responsibility on its own, Dahlia couldn't help but dread if it was her normal citizen life she should be more concerned about. . . . "Kɪssᴇs, ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ," ʜɪs ʟɪᴘs ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ᴍʏ sᴋɪɴ. "Dᴇᴇᴘ ᴏɴᴇs, ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴏғ ғᴀɪɴᴛɪɴɢ." Text copyright © Crystal7016 ™ 2021

One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to laugh, how to protect, and even possible how to love. I only asked one thing "Why?" I still remember the one phrase that changed my life"Let me carry her" This one single and normal phrase was said by none other than Cooper Kingsley, our school's and town's bad boy. He was the championship boxer who drove a motorcycle and got into trouble frequently. He's the guy with brown hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through, the guy with irresistible cold blue eyes and the guy with a built and strong body that made girls crazy. He wasn't your typical player either; no he was just hard to get- A complete tease. And the fact that he would volunteer to help a girl like this, was not normal. So what did Cooper Kingsley want anything to do with the bland and boring me? I was completely and utterly average. Or so I thought. So why did the devil suddenly become my guardian? Let's find out. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | brech33se