Ever since she was a little girl Evangeline Adler has been a figure skating star. Now in college she's set her sights on USA's Olympic Team; and she's on track in doing so. Until a season ending injury and an unexpected hospital visit turns her life upside down. Needing to turn her focus to something else, love seems like the last thing on her mind. Two shitty ex boyfriends later and she's lost all hope. But maybe one last try, one last chance would bring her happiness. Alexander Grant is one of the top prospects for the NHL. After rebounding from an injury in his sophomore year of college he's back on the ice, with all eyes on him. He wants no distractions during the season, that means a limit on parties and definitely no hookups. But when his coach throws a girl into his bed, Greek Row's Fallen Angel doesn't know what to do. As Evie and Alex learn to deal with each other, conflicting feelings grow, but Evie is still stuck on a longtime relationship. Alex is far from accepting that. Now it's up to him to make her realize that her last chance, should be spent on him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - "𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬" 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐲 - 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 - 𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ #1 in collegeromance [1/9/24] #1 in hockey [9/14/24] Started [Aug 2023] Finished [Jan 2025]

I can't keep the smile off my face as I take my seat on the plane. I slide my bag under the seat and lean back. I close my eyes and let a blissful smile grace my face. He said I wouldn't be able to run. As if. I'm vaguely aware of someone taking the seat next to mine, but I pay no attention to said person. "So where we headed?" I choke on my own spit as my eyes fly open and whirl around to face the owner of the familiar voice. His eyes are hidden behind those damn sunglasses and a rather smug smile graces his face. I continue choking and he does nothing other than flip through a magazine. That smug smile never leaving his face. "You still haven't answered the question." "To hell." I finally manage to choke out. "Awesome," He flips a page in the magazine, "It's about time I returned home. You know, bodies to burn, lost souls to torture, I've missed it. It'll be fun." *** Nicolette Moore. A name law enforcement agencies across the world know. Though no one's ever seen the face of the world's greatest thief and hacker, everyone knows who she is by name. Nicky. She's an absolute genius. Once upon a time she wasn't the best person in the world. When her family was struggling she made some bad choices to help them through it, but when she tried to get out she got pulled in deeper. Ryder Stevenson. He's the son of the director of the FBI, and an FBI Agent himself. He's the one who brings in Nicky to get her protection from the people chasing after her. He's also the one, who gets assigned to protect her. Neither one of them like each other, and they can't go five minutes without getting in a full blown argument. She's constantly ditching him only for him to show up later and prove to her he's not that easy to get rid of. They're stuck with each other whether they like it or not. But he doesn't know who she really is. What will he do when he finds out? An FBI Agent protecting THE Hacker. The one the FBI have been after for years...this just screams chaos.

[ONGOING STORY] Elle Wilson, a beloved figure skater decides to move to the US with her coach after the death of her parents. She leaves her dark life in England behind her. She's pretty, intelligent and talented, but she has never had a friend. Asher Gray, the captain of the hockey team Boston Bruins. His looks can make anyone fall for him, but his heart is cold as ice. He doesn't care about anyone except his teammates. No one knows about his past and no one will. The coach of Boston Bruins convinces Elle after her arrival to learn out better skating techniques for the players and she's suddenly moving into the players home, where she meets the most attractive man on earth, Asher Gray. Elle's going to do everything to keep her dark past a secret and the same goes with Asher, but after meeting each other, plans starts to change.

Lilith, meaning "belonging to the night," comes from the Akkadian word lilîtu, the feminine form of a word meaning "demon" or "spirit". Lilith has the 'perfect' life, she's cool, edgy, mysterious. But she's drowning in guilt and pain and refuses any and all help, not that anyone even knows she needs help... . . . This is the rewrite of my beloved book, Lilith. The original book has a different ending and is incomplete and overall was just not very good. This version is far from perfect, but it's a heck of a lot better than the first. Hope you enjoy! <3

DISCLAIMER: this is not the whole story! Only 1/3 of the book is here on wattpad, the full version is available as a paperback& ebook... After an accident killed her parents, Malia's life is turned upside down. She's going to an academy she's never heard of with people that have powers she didn't know existed. Will she be able to keep up with the other students or will she fail? Can she possibly be what people expect from her? And more importantly, how will she possibly survive living in the same place as a certain curly-haired, deeply infuriating boy? Only time will tell. Check trigger warnings on my website:) link in my bio &don't be intimidated by the amount of chapters. They're all only around 1000 words long to make it an easier read:)

{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 }

Ella Mathews has started a brand new life with her son Grayson . She's had everything she's ever wanted except one thing . Ashton.

She was destined for more than the confined walls of her daddy's mafia. She was destined for success and everything else that came along with it. She never wanted to be apart of the criminal world. But he left her with no choice. He caged her up, cut off her wings. She hated him, he hated her. But he knew those same wings would grow back. And those wings would be bigger, stronger, 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳. She began to flourish against her own will, soon finding comfort in that same world she once hated. She began to trust the devil known as Dante Russo. The more she trusted him, the more she became corrupt. He might have been the devil, but she was his advocate in every breath of the word.

#1 on mafia |12/4/19| #1 on sad |26/4/19| Ashton is next in line to become the Mafia Boss . Ella is a girl who is abused and struggling at home . What happens when two broken souls meet , will they destroy or complete eachother.

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)