Stacey Bennet is perfect. She's got everything a girl would ever want in life. She has the rich family, and the rich boyfriend who so happens to be the star athlete of their school- cliche, I know. She's got the fame and the looks and all the dresses and high heels one would want to fashionably walk down the future she so carefully had planned with her high school sweetheart... or so she thought. When she finds her boyfriend fucking her little sister, all her perfect doll life crumbles to the ground and she's now faced with an uncertain future and a life that apparently isn't as easy as she deemed. So what does she do? She takes sweet revenge, of course. Logan Miller is everything Stacey would never touch even with a ten foot pole. He's the quiet boy raised in the wrong part of town. He's everything she hates. He's antisocial. He blends in. He doesn't care about school drama and love in the air that inevitably leads to heartbreaks. And for some reason, he's immune to her. No, scratch that, he hates her with a passion so fierce it blindsides her. But he's the boy her sister is obsessed with. The same one her boyfriend has a sick inferiority complex about. It's either him or nothing and Stacey always gets what she wants.

This story has been released! Szófia Katalina Contreras Sepúlveda is Chilean and has always loved fast street bikes, late nights, and the kind of reckless courage that hides a breaking heart. Love was never part of the plan. But then there's Zhìqiáng Ouyang-a quiet, brilliant robotics prodigy who doesn't try to keep up with her chaos, just understands it. With him, things are different. Slower. Real. Dangerous in a way she doesn't know how to handle. But he's never been allowed to be anything else. Never the one who breaks. Never the one who needs. Until her. She taught him how to live fast. He taught her how to slow down. And just when she starts to believe it might actually last- he pulls away. No explanation. No warning. Just distance where something real used to be. Szófia's been here before. She knows how this ends. People leave. They always do. But this time, something doesn't add up. What begins as a confrontation over lies spirals into something far more complicated-something that forces Szófia to face the parts of love she's always avoided: the vulnerability, the uncertainty, the kind of fear you can't outrun. Caught between walking away and staying when it hurts, Szófia has to decide what she's willing to risk-for someone who may be hiding more than just the truth. Crash Course in Love Most Impressive Ranking # 69 sadness out of 146K stories Other Rankings # 20 nerd out of 32.3K stories # 4 crash out of 6.13K stories # 2 terrible out of 2.16K stories # 3 emogirl out of 2.08K stories # 105 university out of 67.4K stories # 26 smart out of 12.8K stories # 9 bike out of 3.27K stories # 365 secrets out of 121K stories # 27 opposites out of 7.22K stories # 4 nerdboy out of 1.0K stories # 570 youngadult out of 126K stories # 10 badgirlgoodboy out of 1.88K stories # 5 goodboybadgirl out of 144 stories # 1 virgingirl out of 23 stories # 24 virginboy out of 64 stories

Six years. Six years since laughter echoed through the corridors of their school. Six years since promises were made to stay in touch. Six years since she'd last seen him. Now, under the soft glow of Udaipur's wedding lights, Vamika Jaiswal finds herself standing face to face with the boy who once felt like home, Devansh Singhania. The one she never confessed to. The one she never stopped writing about in the margins of her diary. He isn't the quiet boy she remembers anymore. And she isn't the same girl who used to hide her feelings behind jokes and loud laughter. Between unspoken words and half-finished glances, between music, mehendi, and memories, the distance of years begins to melt. But love, like time, isn't kind to everyone. Because sometimes, coming home doesn't mean it'll feel the same. And sometimes, the hardest goodbyes are the ones you never said out loud. "And Then We Were Home" a story of second chances, slow healing, and the kind of love that never really leaves.

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

[BxB] Alexander Smith has a love-hate relationship with trashy online novels, scoffing at the problematic main leads, clueless protagonists and the rampant use of cliches. He never understood why the kind protagonist always chose the abusive 'badboy' main lead in every inane love-triangle, especially when there was a wholesome, gentle second lead head-over-heels in love with her that was, frankly, the key ingredient for a fulfilling and loving relationship. So, when Alexander is in a fatal accident and his soul is transplanted into the fictional body of his most hated 'badboy' main lead, he makes it his new life's mission to rewrite the story - he will make the protagonist fall for the kind second lead, he will reinvent his character to be a functional member of society, and he will definitely, definitely stay out of drama. But hey, this is fiction, and fiction loves drama. *** Note: this story is in no way referencing or making fun of any books online (well, none apart from my own), and I am in no way hating on cliches - I am a sucker for the project partners cliche and 'forced to share a bed' trope. Please don't take this story seriously - because I didn't! #1 lgbtfiction (10/08/21) #1 comedy (03/11/21) #2 transmigration (25/08/21) #5 gay (20/08/21) #7 bxb (11/11/21) #11 boyxboy (15/10/21) #12 lgbt (20/08/21) #12 bxb (14/11/21) #79 romance (20/08/21)

-Malcolm Irvine wasn't really popular in school. In fact.. he was sort of invisible to everyone, He was the top student in all his classes. He played soccer and basketball for fun. He was actually really good at both. Malcolm had "friends'' who would only talk to him for the homework answers. Malcolm wasn't stupid when it comes to realizing who are his real friends and who's not. Malcolm has had a crush on this girl named Aurelia Marucci since the 6th grade.. -Aurelia Marucci and her best friend Vivienne Zerafi were the queens of willow creek high. Aurelia and Vivienne had tons of friends and I mean tons. They all wanted to be them but Aurelia and Vivienne weren't worried because no one can step to their level. Vivienne was great at school and always had A's and B's. although aurelia didn't really care for school. She always got D's and F's. Aurelia and Malcolm were in the same English class, Aurelia didn't know malcolm.. Let alone knew he existed. Until their English teacher paired them up for an English project.. Highest rankings: #4 in #virginboy

❝I hate how much one glance at you can affect me.❞ Audrey Grace Ford-Van Doren grew up in the spotlight. Hailing from two of the most prominent families in Europe, she is forced to attend a prestigious boarding school in Connecticut. What's even more challenging is when she's supposed to keep her identity a secret and disguise herself as a scholarship student. Nicholas Zachary Ryson was born with a silver spoon. Being the heir to his family's multibillion dollar empire, he had the world at his fingertips. Glamour did not appease him as he knew how shiny objects were meant to disguise, hide the very essence of darkness.

(THIS IS A MAFIA STORY) Onyx Smit was living with his uncle until he royally messed up. Forced to be placed in the care of his real father, he was shipped off to a boarding school; a well known school known for the students from elite families. Due to personal problems Onyx knew he had to lay low, but when he ends up having to room with the king of the school, who's actions are unpredictable, things don't go as planned. (BXB STORY)(WILL BE SMUT AFTER CH 22)

Mica has been reasonably isolated from the typical teenage experience, drinking, drugs, sex, I guess it's just never been on the top of the young genius' mind. Well, let's just say it'll be forced to the top of his mind when he is set up to mentor the popular girls' little brother. - "Did you know maths was only made to help solve physics?"

▪▪▪ I trace my index finger along his jaw, feeling the smooth softness of the sharp line. He shivers at the touch, trying to dissolve himself into the bookshelf at his back "The first time we met, you didn't seem to like me." I said painfully slow, and far more distracted by something enticing. He's full thick lips press into a tight anxious line. "I-I didn't say that." "You didn't have to." I step in even closer, finding myself at just a suffocating inch distance from him. Warmth and the scent of lavender engulf around me. He licks his lips nervously, running his tongue wetly over them and causing my gaze to drift down with the heat of unexpected thirsty hunger. I reach out gently, letting the hot wet cover smear against my thumb, applying a little pressure to the plump softness. He watches with heavy breathe, chest slightly heaving. I smile, noticing when his eyes darken with the burn of lust as he stares back at me. "You--" I lick my thumb "--are such a moron." * Ivy Bathory. She's everything dark...yet she feels. After a tragic childhood in her small town, she is left broken. A dead serial killer for a father and a runaway mother who couldn't care less what happened to her. Her life is practically over, she's hated and loathed by the society, living in the shadows of her fathers wrong deeds. And all she's done is keep people at a distance...until she meets him. Drawn to how much his eyes twinkle, Ivy can't stop herself from hoping. Begging and hoping that maybe...there's something to live for. Something to fight for in the midst of the oncoming storm. She doesn't want trouble...she just wants him. ⚠W A R N I N G ⚠ This story contains : ♔ S e x u a l / M a t u r e C o n t e n t ♔ E x p l i c i t La n g u a g e ♔ E x t r e m e V i o l e n c e ♔ B l o o d A n d G o r e ♔ U n e x p e c t e d s h i t (h e h e) A/N : I'm a bitch with issues. Please don't come at me if this story doesn't turn out to be your ordinary clich