When Regina George gets stuck sharing a locker row with Rodrick Heffley the school's loudest rule-breaker and lead drummer of Löded Dïpper her perfect world takes a turn for the chaotic. He's trouble wrapped in a smirk and guitar strings. She's power disguised as lip gloss and high heels. They clash over parking spots, playlists, and pride... but the more they fight, the louder their hearts drum. Everything between them feels like static until one afternoon, the hallway goes quiet too quiet. Regina's back hits the locker door, her breath catching as Rodrick leans in, a grin tugging at his mouth. "You always talk this much," he murmurs, voice rough with laughter, "or am I just special?" She tilts her head, eyes bright. "You're not special. You're just in my way." "Then move me." "Maybe I will." "Maybe I want you to."

He was a boy, she was a girl. But do they belong together in this new world?

COMPLETE !! "What would you do if I die?" "Die." "Oh you would die?" I mumble and he nods giving me a small smile. "What would you do if I die?" He repeats my question. "Live." He frowns and I internally evil laugh at myself. That was a good one. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Adelia Collins was a talkative girl always in the mood for friends and Zeke Miller just happened to be there at the right time. Her bubbly personality, weird obsession with marvel, and stupid jokes enlightening his mood and fitting perfectly with his uncommunicative behaviour. No one would've expected it, but they understood each in a perfect, unusual way. She was funny and kind to everyone. He was rude and dull to everyone. Well, everyone except her. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* HIGHEST RANKS- #1 in goodgirl #1 in innocent #1 in cold #1 in heartfelt #1 in sweetheart #1 in attraction #2 in opposites #2 in cliche #4 in humour ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Adelia Collins wanted someone to match marvel sweatshirts with, but she didn't expect to come across a wealthy family who did dangerous things for living. Zeke Miller wanted a quiet day to observe, not meaning to contain a conversation with a weird girl at a cafe. But why did he come back? Why did he make her a friend? ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* "Darling?" "Yes?" "Do you love me?" "Always. Why?" "Just making sure," ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Are these two going to get a happy ending? ~~~ 𝘼+𝙕? ~~~ *𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 * This story is rough around the edges in the beginning chapters and will hopefully get better. This story contains mature themes (language, scenes, self-harm, etc.)

"Who did this to you?" I didn't look at him. I couldn't. I stared at the glass in my hands. My knuckles were scraped. One nail was broken. I didn't remember when that happened. I opened my mouth but nothing came out. His fingers twitched against the sheets. His eyes never left me. "Ella" he said again, quieter now. "Tell me who did this." My throat closed. I tried to speak. Tried again. And then, in the smallest, ugliest voice I'd ever heard from myself: "Nathan." The name barely passed my lips.

Rhodes is an intimidating man, with no expression to match your attempted humor. But his art is like no other, a talented tattoo artist he gave people their wishes but better, making something permanent, merely impossible to regret. There was only one thing to make Rhodes soft, a gorgeous woman he studied like a student did before an exam, analyzing who she hung with, who she spoke to, hoping none of the interactions were genuine although they were. With the kindness that reminds one of a warm summer day, Cecelia serves Rhodes merely everyday at the local pub she waitresses for, his order the same every time to where she forgot his voice completely after the first time. After finding out where he works, she's determined to get him to speak, after all, he was the only one who she thought to be a bit strange. Little did she know he'd been watching her for months. Loving her from afar.

Saint Morseti owns his own gourmet restaurant. He is the lead/head chef. With a passion for cooking and baking, he finds peace in producing delicious food. But on his free time. And majority of his time from the past 8 months he's taken a more intense interest. Danika Reeves. He knows it all. Where she is at, what she wears every day, the scheduling of her showers and the days she washes her curly hair. He knows her hobbies, when she gets paid, when she leaves for work, every indent or scar on her body. She was his muse. Well in the beginning. But it became much worse. He is a man who suffers with anxiety disorders. Separation anxiety, selective mutism, social anxiety, and reactive attachment disorder. With a dark past, he thought seeing who she is would do no harm, it would be fun. But now he can't live without her. And she's suspicious of something, but she can't put her finger on it.

Medical Registered Trauma Doctor, Kaia Blanc is well known in her field, paid well, desired among many hospitals for being good at what she does at her young age although still rendered a "junior doctor". She deals with stabbing, shootings, bone injuries, anything that enters the ER essentially. With high skill and lack of infections after treatment she's very adored among professionals, and among her patents she's kind, intelligent, and is very good at providing adequate comfort and care. Russian Mafia Boss, Zion Morozov is a ruthless leader without much to say. When he speaks its valuable, it means something and carry's importance. He kills the bad, graces the good, is smooth sailing without a bone in his body dedicated to anger. Calm. Reserved. His sister, Zoe Morozov came into Kaia's hospital, demanding to speak to her. A deal of a lifetime to work for Zion Morozov. What are the conditions and will Kaia say yes?

The Sokolov brothers are everything most girls want. Intimidating, tall, broody, they are everything to lust after. Not that they... particularly care. They own a tattoo shop, one a tattoo artist, one a piercer. Both are bikers and underlyingly involved in their father's illegal business's occasionally. Sure they have a few... bodies under themselves. And sure they are technically criminals. But that doesn't mean anything. But it does to Eleanora. But not to her best friend and step sister Lia. Lia, being Nora's wing-woman drags Nora to her tattoo appointment to meet these broody, foreign men. She was theirs. No matter what her logical side says, everything else craves their attention. And Lia is ALL for it. She is after all, her best friend, and sister.

What happens when an innocent young college student who is kept away from the secrets that lies behind her father's smile meets The ruthless Mafia king of *Italy*>>? *Luna Colombo* Luna has always been one of those girls that liked to stay away from trouble..she never got herself into any sort of danger..until one fine day. she was sent to Italy by her father without any logical explanation..where she meets her father's best friend who already knew her. he was supposed to keep her out of trouble and danger but what happens when he himself is the danger? *Lucas Valentino* the ruthless mafia king of Italy that has no weakness since the very begining..but what happens when an angel appears in his life..the angel that holds the power to change his entire personality and life..but maybe he soon will realize that for his angel he would have to become her heaven to keep her..but he is the devil himself.. and his life is his hell..

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