Romance frecks
4 stories
For Only A Moment (Student/Teacher) by BlueEyesXoxo
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Desiree Carlisle is in the 12th grade. When she is not in school, or with her friends, she is at her history teacher's house babysitting his five year old son. As the winter months get colder, Desiree and her teacher get closer. The one thing she thought, along with everyone else, turns out to be wrong. How will the sexually of her teacher effect their relationship, if anything besides teacher and student and father and babysitter happens?
Pranking the Boy Next Door by soccrlife20
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Violet Brooks, also known as Vi, is a wild, carefree girl who can hold a grudge. If you mess with her, you better watch your back. She can make you house a living hell. When she moves into her aunt's house and the boy next door plays a prank on her new friend and her, she's out to get payback. Let the pranks begin.
Acting Royal #Wattys2017 by JoWatson_101
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He needs a wife. She needs the money. The playboy prince needs a respectable girl to play his doting fiance for the weekend. If he doesn't convince his parents he's a changed man, he can say goodbye to his crown and inheritance. Enter Jenny, an actress who has just been hired to play the role of her life. Especially since she doesn't like him. But soon the two find out that they will need each other in ways they never thought possible.
The Bad Boy Stole My Diary  by _neanea_
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"I love how innocent you act, but I know you're not." **************************** My dad had given me a simple journal that I thought I'd never use. When I found out he died in a car crash, that next week, I decided to start writing all my feelings in it because I'm not really good at expressing them verbally. My journal was full of decent thoughts... Well some were decent, Until I met Dillon Taylor. He was the cocky, annoying, loud mouthed boy next door that wouldn't turn his music down if the queen of England walked in his room. So one night, I finished my diary entry and fell asleep. I left the window open because it was hot. Bad idea. I heard some fiddling in my room so I turned on my lamp. Only to see that annoying boy from next door's body was halfway out my room window-- with my diary in his hand.