[ discontinued ] when a 17 year old girl gets a bodyguard who appears to be the same age as her she starts to feel something she hasn't felt in a long time. !jaeden martell au! [lowercase intended] #1 in 𝐣𝐚𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 11/24/20 #2 in 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐲𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐩𝐡 09/19/20 #5 in 𝐬𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬 09/24/20

richie worked his ass off at the pharmacy. nothing ever happened, until a boy came barreling into richies life, asthma and all. he happened to faint in isle 5 as richie was closing for the day. 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭. tw/ slurs, homophobia

richie texts eddie as a 'prank' and eddie begins to question what exactly he feels for his best friend...

[complete] Richie and Eddie swap mixtapes in the school library, with neither knowing that the other is who they're swapping with.

Willow has just one rule: Must. Always. Hate. Dane. She grew up with Dane Wainsworth, just as her brother. He's her brother's bestfriend. And she hates him. He's annoying, arrogant and way too confident. But that's not what she writes in her diary... Tropes: -enemies to lovers -one bed trope -brother's best friend -mad brother -I hate everyone but you Sequel to Not So Much In Love With The Badboy. Can be read as a stand-alone. Copying is not allowed. Contains mature content, which is indicated with a 💥 or a trigger warning in the chapter. Started: 13/10/2021 Finished: 26/11/2021

What? No. Ew. Gross. Highest rankings: #9 in Richie #13 in Mike #10 in Reddie A huge thank you to all the readers and voters involved with this book. It means a ton to me.💖

o. | ( under editing ) 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 y/n l/n falls for the infamous boris pavlikovsky ! ( boris pavlikovsky x fem!reader ) (completed)

Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

I closed my eyes tightly until I heard laughing. No, I could feel the laughing. My eyes sprang open to find Miles on top of me. I was laying flat on my back in the dirt with my glove with the ball inside pressed against his chest. Miles was not at all fat, but he was 6'2 compared to my barely 5'3. I could feel his chest rumbling and shaking with laughter as I lay humiliated on the ground. "I didn't know you liked being on the bottom," Miles said loudly. The whole field cracked up with that. I struggled under him and shoved him off of me. All of the guys were howling with laughter as I got up and swiped all the dirt off me. "Pervert," I muttered, before tossing the ball out of my glove to hit him in the thigh. I stalked across the field without another word. The whole team was in hysterics as I shoved all my things in my bag and practically ran off to get away. ... Gloria is like any other 17 year old girl getting ready for summer break, but this summer is going to be completely different. Gloria has been playing baseball since she could remember and has been invited to a national baseball camp. Being a girl in the world of a male-dominated sport, she couldn't even count how many times people have told her she needed to find something else to do. Her dad kept her playing though, even after he died a few years ago, that didn't stop Gloria from doing what she loved. The only problem is she is the only girl at the camp for three months. Enter the problem of suddenly having to share a room, more specifically, sharing with Miles Harris. Gloria must deal with Miles, a big shot and arrogant jerk, and all the other horny, testosterone driven baseball players, who just might push Gloria off the edge of sanity. Trigger warning: mention and vague description of SA