FREE STORY WITH EXCLUSIVE CONTENT. This is *not* a Paid Story. Eighteen-year-old hockey prodigy Elliot Wexler has three goals for senior year. One: somehow graduate with a 3.5 GPA. Two: hide his bipolar disorder from his peers. And three: make it into the NHL with no scandals. Piece of cake. What he doesn't expect is to find Lucy, a homeless girl, hiding from the winter frost in his dad's shed. Elliot's busy, complicated life doesn't permit room for error, and falling in love with a girl from a totally different world sounds like the opposite of a good idea. But Elliot can't help but be drawn to Lucy and her elusive ways--even when she seems to vanish from his life non-stop, each time leaving him with a bigger hole in his heart. But Elliot is determined to break down Lucy's barriers. And when he does, he discovers that her life is more complicated--and dangerous--than he could have imagined. With drafting season approaching, and Elliot's fragile mental health deteriorating, he's forced to face a difficult question: Is first love supposed to hurt so much? *** PLEASE DO NOT ADD THIS STORY TO GOODREADS.

She was like the stars, already dead. The summer of 21. The summer she would never forget. It wasn't just the heat of summer, it was him. Archer Luca. She wanted to impact the world, but she didn't have to go far. The world turned out to be him. After a friendship sparks between Elizabeth SKye and Archer Luca during a late night talk at the park, they decide to take on the summer together. Eleven weeks, seventy-seven days to just say "Fuck it, wherever life takes us." Awards: Longlisted in The Romance Fiction Awards Top 130 out of 900 1st Place- teen fiction (Magical Grand Awards)

Miles Rivera wants nothing except to graduate high school. Having two younger siblings, he's taken over as being the man of the house. Helping with the bills and taking care of his siblings, Miles has his hands full. Being one of the few Latinos at school has it's challenges. People give you side glances and the whispers can get overwhelming. When he finds himself at the wrong place at the wrong time, Mile gets hit with what he least expects. Blending in high school is easy unless you're Diana Lewis's new boyfriend. Diana Lewis. The perfect girl. The world thinks she's got her whole life figured out. Her family is highly respected and she's got the guy of her dreams (kind of). In the comfort of her house, Diana's parents are barely around and her so call boyfriend actually sucks. Three and a half months of pure chaos as Miles and Diana try to convince the whole high school that they are suddenly dating. The lines between fake and real start to blur leaving Diana and Lewis more confused than ever. Now together, they both learn to deal with racism, family issues, and high school drama.

COMPLETED ✅ . Y/N Nevaeh is a pure blood witch her family is rich and healthy they are a famous family but her parents soon died leaving her with no family she used to go to beauxbatons but she had to leave the school because she was going to hogwarts were she meet Matteo riddle son of Voldemort - COMPLETED ✅ - Mattheo riddle created by @yasminamaro

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)

A draco malfoy X reader story. Professor Snapes daughter introduced at hogwarts. "I won't let anyone or anything hurt you!" He said staring down into my eyes. "I fear that you don't know the limits of what you can and can't control Malfoy." I said back, my voice cracking in between words. I felt my core shudder when he placed a hand on my throat and backed me into the wall. "All you have to understand is that I control you." His hands were almost as cold as the metal rings around his fingers. "You used to.....now you can't even control yourself." light flashed through his cool grey eyes as the words left my mouth. I took the moment of his vulnerability to my advantage and pushed him off of me.

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~