Grace Ross had everything she needed in life, a steady job, kids, and happiness, until it was snatched away from her so fast it took everything in her to catch herself before she falls, she desperate now, shes looking, but failed in what she looking for, there's only one way to get her precious treasure back, even if...
Copyrighted 2018 **This is the rewritten version of His Flower. I hope you enjoy!** There was only one word to describe my life: Hell. It was all I had ever known, the only thing I was used to. I didn't want it any other way. Why the fuck couldn't she see that? -&- Having a normal childhood was completel...
I glared up at him my eyes narrowed, "Excuse me?" I was beyond livid by the words that just came out of his mouth. My glare didn't falter when Parker towered over me, clenching his jaw while trapping me against his desk. "You heard me." Parker's voice was low and intimidating that it made me feel so small. But I wasn...
"Look dude, you're cute and all but I have a boyfriend." He growled, tightening his would on the girl's waist, "You're mine." She gulped, "Seriously dude, stop. You're freaking me out and I have a mean kick. You'll want to have kids." He smirked, "You wouldn't want to damage my best feature." She scoffed, "Compared...
Ava Vice is simply The Girl who Fought to Provide, her brother is the only person she has and the only person she worries about more than herself, as long as her brother is fed and has a roof over his head, she didn't care about anything else. She's had the weight of the world on her shoulders since that tragic night...
Echo wasn't like her sisters. She knew that when people talked about the famous and fabulous Reid sisters, they weren't referring to her. Quiet, homely, plain and riddled with social anxiety that made it hard for her to leave the house, she could never have known what was about to happen, she never dreamed she'd live...
Rebel Simmons was just a girl who was dealt a shitty hand in the game of life. Despite her harsh and abusive upbringing, she worked hard, and studied harder. With an IQ of 252. she's a certified genius and is working towards her Masters Degree in Computer Engineering and Computer Science at Stanford University. When t...
Warning: Mature Audiences Only! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation COMPLETED #1 in Romance on 1/20/21 #1 in Mafia on 2/12/23 #1 in Fiction on 2/21/21 *** DESCRIPTION: The only thing that was mine, the only thing that was truly beautiful in this world, and he will never find me... "How much...
"𝐇𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥" {𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓓𝓸𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓜𝓪𝓯𝓲𝓪 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼} Anastasia Williams, the typical mafia princess of the English Mafia, People think that she is naive, innocent but what they don't know is that she is an excellent A grade shooter. What...
an·dro·pho·bia | \ ˌan-drə-ˈfō-bē-ə noun : an abnormal dread of men : repugnance to the male sex Thea is the definition of sweetness. Whether it be stopping to talk to a homeless person in the streets or volunteering overtime at her local charity shop, she feels the need to give and not take. Although that comes...
Phoenix watched her closely, his eyes darting down to her tongue that poked out briefly to wet her lips. He was being unwaveringly blunt, but that was just him. He wanted this girl; he knew that now. He was over being cautious and considerate- he didn't care about that shit anymore. Soft, beautiful, and sweet, Penelo...
Just open it and love it. Marked as completed as of 18 September 2018
There is no dynamic harder to balance than one being thrown into your face. How does Kayla handle that? With grace? With poise? Or does she stand up and fight back? Sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride, Kayla certainly will be. After graduating high school, she decided to take an alternative path to college, and attend...
"Sh..." he murmured, stroking her hair. She nuzzled her face into his hand, eyes closing in bliss from the simple contact. "You've been a very bad girl, haven't you?" She nodded immediately. His hands stilled, and her eyes popped open. "Yes, sir. I'm sorry, sir," she whispered. A tear slid out of her eye. "Oh swee...
"Yes Sir. Anything else?" I sit on the edge of the chair that sits on the other side of his desk. I sit there quietly as I watch him undress me with his eyes. I wanted nothing more to give him that satisfaction, but I would not be swoon over some man behind a desk. "Come here." His voice was deep as he ordered me. Hi...