MAJOR EDITING ONGOING!!! Read at your own risk!! Very cringe and plot holes 😭 Mia Cherie X Aaron Valentino "You drive me insane, Mia," he continued, stepping closer, his voice dripping with possession. "Every time you smile at another guy, every time they try to talk to you, I feel like I'm seconds away from losing my mind." His fingers brushed against my cheek, his touch hesitant yet burning. Then, his voice drops into a whisper. "Can I kiss you?" A shiver runs down my spine. I don't hesitate. I nod, not trusting myself to speak. Tropes: Badboy x Goodgirl Rich mmc x scholarship student fmc Kill anyone who touches her (literally) 👀 HEA

Eden Lane has never been in a relationship before. In fact, thanks to her overprotective older brother, she's lucky if she even gets to have guy friends. Jagger Gray is her brother's best friend of over ten years, so they're not exactly unfamiliar with one another but nor are they friends. If anything, they saw one another in passing and that was it. Since before they even met, Jagger was well aware that Eden was strictly off limits. Of course, he's never seen her as anything but his best friend's little sister, so that was never a problem. That is, until he returns home after being gone at college for a few years, and temptations begin to arise between the two of them.

17 year old Hailey Smith doesn't do parties. Or boys. Or anything socially exhausting for that matter. What she does do is books, school, and the occasional family game night. River Blakely is the latter. He parties too much, sleeps with all the girls, and is the most wanted boy in school. He's an arrogant, cunning, egotistical, and annoyingly hot, bad boy. What will happen when two people from different worlds quite literally run into each other's lives. Will their hate turn into something they never imagined? Will secrets be shared? Read One Day to find out. WARNING: Mild sexual content Cliché You're going to get emotionally attached Good luck!

Book 1 in the Solace universe HAPPY ENDING I SWEAR!! Idk why it won't say completed, but it is, I promise 🫡 ( 1 day + 11 hours are for the book, any time after that is bonus chapters!) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 7) I'm sprawled out on the grass with my head in her lap, facing away from her and looking at the swarm of children. Her fingers comb through my hair and occasionally, her nails will scratch against my scalp, making my eyes roll to the back of my head. Fuck that feels good. We haven't spoken in some time, and honestly that's not a bad thing. Sometimes words don't need to be exchanged. The fact that we can sit in silence and be comfortable with one another is louder than meaningless words ever will be. I love this. Just being near her, being in her bubble, enjoying her presence. Peace. "Solace?" "Salazar?" "...Do you think we can stay like this forever?" "Forever is a long time, Elias. You might get bored of me." I flip around instantly, head still in her lap, but now I'm able to look at her face. Her gorgeous face that now has a confused look and furrowed eyebrows. She's so fucking beautiful. I can't believe it. I don't understand it. I don't understand how one person can be so fucking... so... there's no words. I physically can't put into words how enchanting she is. She's a fucking goddess, a deity, an eternal beauty who doesn't understand the power she holds over me. "Alex, forever can never get boring. As long as I have you." And I mean that. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alex: a girl who is emotionally unavailable due to all the sexual, mental, and emotional trauma she's gone through. She believes she is unlovable, unworthy, and that boys are only after one thing. Elias: a boy who just wants to love her, take care of her, buy her all the books in the world and annotate them with her. A boy who Is desperate to

She lay on her bed, blood seeping through her skin, a fractured rib. She knew there would be no doctor, no way for anyone to find out. She knew she would not be saved. From the outside, Isabelle Thompson had the perfect family. A protective brother, a hard-working father and a nurturing mother. Everyone knew who they were, and everyone knew they wouldn't kill a fly. But they had a secret, and big fat juicy one too. Isabelle was always quiet. She never spoke, she always wore dark clothing, and she had no friends. It was easier that way. No one would find out, no one knew her. Until a bright sparkle of Adam Black came fluttering into her life. Always remember: 'Stay hidden, and remain unseen.' - (Trigger Warning) All rights reserved to Elyse-ri © 2017 Completed Happy reading :)

the worst kind of heartbreak is the first book to the born broken series, it is an enemies to lovers story about two teens who met in middle school. The story follows Fallon Emery, a girl who was bullied to the point of gaining an eating disorder by the boy she thought was her forever. Keaton Ridge, a boy who has been broken since his father committed suicide when he was ten. Fallon ~ I never thought I'd trust anyone again. I'd built my wall up and it wasn't coming down for anyone. Then I met Keaton Ridge. He appeared in my life and quickly became the only thing I had left that kept me going. But he turned on me. He's spent years torturing me and ruining me. Now i'm different, skinny and maybe a little stronger. He might think I owe him something because the pain he caused me made me strong, but I owe him nothing. This year will be different. I'm done taking shit from Keaton, it's his turn to hurt. Keaton ~ I never wanted to hurt her, I just had to. It was a choice I made out of fear for ending up like my father. I wanted more for myself than that. But Fallon was like a wave of an emotion I'd never experienced before. I thought making her hate me would make me hate her, but it only brought us both pain. She might have given up on me, but I'm ready now. I'm getting my girl, and i'm getting my vengeance on my father's best friend too for everything he screwed up. I'll fight until I'm six feet under if I have to. She's always been mine and I've always been hers. Her and I are more alike than she might think, I was scared to love her for years. Only now that she's the one who is scared, I've never been more ready. TW: This is a semi-dark romance that speaks about harsh topics such as sexual assault, sexual harassment, suicide details, self harm (in detail), sexual content, mature scenes, eating disorders (a lot), bullying, harsh language, and death.

Joey Avery appears to have everything. Happiness. Loving parents. A life all mapped out. But it's all a lie. An entire life based on a lie. First of all, she's a her, not a him, though it gets people confused all the time, since her name is typically given to boys. Second of all, she isn't happy, and she clearly doesn't have the perfect life she pretend to have. She's beautiful and fun to be around, but she's also full of secrets, full of dark thoughts, full of nightmares. She's fighting to survive. Xander Wells is a complete act, he's the kind of guy you see on paper, but never meet in real life. Dark, mysterious, the biggest I-don't-give-a-fuck attitude when it comes to girls, he's a fighter. Not because he has to be, because he wants to be. He lives for a little bar fight, for the thrill of being in a boxing ring and hitting the crap out of other dudes. So what happens when two people, trying to be things they aren't, find comfort in each other? Are they going to let their guards down or build even higher walls?

❝Are you done acting like you care?❞ Tristan's jaw clenches so hard that for a second I'm actually afraid his teeth will disintegrate. ❝I'll ask one more time. Where. Were. You. Last. Night.❞ I lift my chin, wishing the raw command in his voice didn't have me damn near shaking. ❝You really wanna know? Fine, then. I was at Isaac's with his face between my legs getting me to moan his name for hours.❞ And he snaps. My hips are grabbed roughly by big warm hands- hands that teased and touched and caressed every inch of my body just a few days ago- and I'm being shoved up against the closed door of my bedroom. Tristan's blue eyes practically gleam with rage and a muscle in his jaw twitches furiously as he glowers down at me. Yeah, this was not good. This was not good at all. How dare he pin me against a door like a caveman and interrogate me about my whereabouts in my own home? At least... that's what I told myself as I felt my breaths turn shallow and my thighs slowly clench together. {𝓮𝔁𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝔂𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓼𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮} 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 #2 in vulnerable #6 in conflict #12 in jealousy #17 in steamy #19 in chicklit #29 in collegeromance #60 in eroticromance #69 in newyork ⚠ mature language & sexual scenes ⚠

Ashton is the bad guy at college, everyone fears of him. If he even glares at you, it's time to run. April has a harsh past and it's trying to get over it, but something or more like someone will make it hard to forget about her past. She is sweet and caring and has a heart of gold, but she realized that in order to survive in this cruel world, you need to be the hunter, not the prey. ---------- "Game over" Ashton look deadly at me "run" And I run the fastest I ran in my entire life, I'm screwed. --------- "I guess you want to meet Satan" Ashton said "N-no" the guy was shaking, scared for his life "You shouldn't have touched her" Ashton took out his gun and aimed it in his head

Willow's always been known as the good girl with the wealthy parents who could do no wrong. Little do they know that this seemingly perfect girl has some less than perfect secrets; and the fact that she's been sneaking out past curfew every night since the beginning of summer isn't the worst one. Distancing herself from the people at school has become lonely, but everything changes when a group of bad boys that she meets after curfew one night transfer to her school and begin to take an interest in her; one even more than the rest. But will they be able to protect her when events from her past re-surface and begin to get her into more trouble than she ever wanted? ********************** We were a circuit, electricity flowing through us at every connection, every light touch igniting a heat that was exhilarating but dangerous. Like we could catch fire and burn to the ground at any second. "Did you take your own advice? Did you ever forgive yourself?" I whispered, my words evaporating in the heat around us. He moved towards me, trapping me against the car door as his lips traced over my jaw, down to my neck. "This," he whispered, his thumb tracing the waistband of my jeans, making my breathing falter. "Allowing myself to feel this happiness, to feel you...this is me forgiving myself." He kissed me, calming the raging storm in me and igniting a new one. I wasn't sure which would cause more destruction, but I knew only one had pretty blue eyes and a effortless smile that could convince me it was all worth it. It probably was.