Used to be 'never underestimate the broken' Isabella is a independent, intelligent, food loving fifteen year old with a rocky past. When she's finally free of her demons she's send off to her five brothers she didn't even know she had. Isabella can hide a lot, but there isn't enough room for her secret when her anxienty, trust issues, nightmares and flash backs takes all the space. Little did she know she wasn't the only one with secrets. _______________________________ "Your mother and stepfather have been arrested for drug trafficking and driving around while being toxicated. Usually we need to find you a foster home, but your older brother already took custody." "Woah, hold on- I have an older brother?! Since when?!" "Actually, you have five older brothers, miss" Deep breaths Bella, breath in and out. Just keep your front up and they won't suspect a thing. After a week you'll be back here and then everything will be normal again. Don't open up, just keep running. But no matter how fast you run, the past always runs faster.

Dakota is just like every other 17 year old high school senior. Or that's what everyone thinks. Everyone sees Dakota as this funny, sarcastic, and caring girl. What people don't see is how much she is truly suffering inside. People don't know that the smile she always wears is completely fake. They don't know what's really going on at home. They don't see the bruises she has to cover up every morning. They don't see her having to step up to take care of her two younger siblings. She puts on a fake smile as soon as she walks through the school doors and slowly builds her walls up higher as each day goes on. She thinks no one will ever see past her facade...that is, until three new bad boys come strolling into town taking an automatic interest in Dakota. And one certain bad boy can read her like an open book. Will Dakota eventually let these three bad boys in? Or will she keep everything in until she finally reaches her breaking point? Warning: explicit language, violence, sexual assault, abuse, and sexual content ---------------------------- Highest Rankings: #1 Past #1 Underground #1 Abuse #1 Broken #1 Fighter #2 Boxer #1 hurt #2 sad

Pain was all she knew. And if happiness was what she was seeking, she has to uncover her hidden past and her dark secrets to achieve her goal. Will she succeed? #7 - alpha #27 - romance #3 - tragic #2 - luna

Peter refused to let May take on a third job to stabilize their increasingly tight finances. Instead, Peter is determined to handle school, friends, his neighborhood duties, and a new job. Mutants don't need sleep, right? COMPLETE

[All Rights Reserved] "Girls like you should be stronger and smarter, besides aren't you a nerd with an attitude,"Mathew smirked as I rolled my eyes again Me, attitude. No. Besides I'm not a nerd or a girl that can be strong. I'm broken. "Attitude. Yeah right."I told him as he looked at Erik, since he was just putting his arm around Mathew's shoulder. "Yeah keep telling yourself that sweet-cheeks."I scoffed as he walked away waving including Erik who repeated his action. Are they twins separated from birth? ---------- Sally Hills always had problems, but what happens when she gets stuck with the bad boy Mathew Creed. What happens when problems get into their way? Or their problems can't have any solutions? started: August 6, 2017 completed: january 31, 2018 edited: january 25, 2019 edited and complete with new chapters: July 16, 2025 updated new chapters: July 20, 2025 Don't remember what else I put here because not only the title was deleted but the description.

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

Rogues. They are feared. They are hated. They are killed. But some don't have a choice wether they become a rogue or not. Alpha Jacob Sterling hates rogues. Will kill any rogue that would step a foot on his territory. His whole family was brutally murdered by them. But what happens when his mate, which he's been waiting for since he was 16, is a rogue? Read to find out! **This is my first book so bear with me! **Contains mild language! **This is also a very cliche story too so...

What if Remus Lupin had a daughter, and that daughter was a werewolf. What if he never knew? What if her mother abused her due to her inherited werewolf traits? How will father and daughter feel when they're finally united?

(Under Major Editing) Meet Clarke Makenzie the torn, beat up, 17-year-old nerd which endures endless pain and torture from the ones around her. Since she was 12 years' old, she has lived with the one and only her father Graham Makenzie, in the years leading up to her 12th birthday, she lost her only best friend, her mother. Since the day of this accident Clarke has had only the beatings from her father, the bullying from her school mates and the feeling that she no longer belongs in the human world. What will happen when Blake Ryder, the apparent Bad boy of the town takes a notice of her. Seeing the beatings and the fear which lives inside her, will she let go and let him in or will she give up hope and not come back. Stuck with each other Clarke and Blake meet face to face in accidently coincidence... And not to mention but Blake is not just your typical bad boy, but also the gang leader of the most feared gang in the world the Demon rose gang.