Verenna, 17 years old with no real friends. Surrounded by liars and is slowly falling apart. Then there's Kaiser, will he be exactly what Verenna needs or be the last piece that terns her apart? "Why should I even listen to you? You've lied and made it clear I mean nothing to you" His words left a burning hole in my heart. I was stupid enough to believe he actually cared for me. He made me a fool and I let him do it because I felt something for him. "Verenna, please just listen to me. I do care about you and I never meant to hurt you" Even after everything he still has the audacity to lie to my face. I shouldn't be that surprised though, for all I know lying is all he has done. "Bullshit. Just leave me alone" I felt the tears sting my eyes, threatening to fall. Before Kaiser could see me cry, I left his room and made my way downstairs and out the front door to my car. Falling in love wasn't made for me. I wanted him to love me, and for a moment I thought he did. What would it take for me to feel happy? -

I was watching her serve her table in the other corner of the restaurant. The black dress complimented her slender frame. Her hair was down and wavy, but she looked flushed. The lustful stares the men were throwing at her was making her uncomfortable, her body was really tense. I saw her walk outside at the back, so I followed her into the dark night. She was leaning against the cold wall as the air pushed her hair around. She seemed tired as the moon shined on her face, her lips parted and cheeks flushed. She was so beautiful. Although I noticed her neck, and it flared a rage in me. In a split second I had her arms pinned above her head as her eyes shot open and she gasped loud. Before she could scream I pressed myself against her harder making her look right into my eyes with her eyes wide in shock. Her tense frame relaxed a little realizing it was me, she opened her mouth but I dipped my head down to her neck and bite her neck. She gasped and pushed against me. I was angry, "Why is my mark covered love?" She tensed - she knew she messed up. I smirked And sucked on her neck this time and hard making her cry in pain. "Stop !! Please" " Answer love" "It's unprofessional thats why I am sorry" I hummed to her answer and asked was being marked by me was embarrassing and I looked right into her eyes. ... A story of Nia and Alexander is a choatic lovestory

Ruth has a past, like all children who grow up in the mafia. Perhaps this is what makes them so similar; the neglect, the abuse, it's what intertwines their souls. It's the reason Angelo is drawn to Ruth. You could even say it's the reason he's obsessed. It's easy to confuse love and obsession. Both start off tantalizingly slow. They creep into your mind when you're least expecting it. Sometimes they can go undetected, sometimes they dig so deep into your skin you have no choice but to fade away in the irreversible decision to love someone, to obsess over someone, to make your mark on someone. Once you get a taste, you'll never be able to stop. --------- Started: December of 2020. #1 in boy trouble #1 in good writing #3 in murder #6 in YA

Redamancy; (n.) the act of loving the one who loves you; a love returned in full. - It's been 3 years since Wren last saw Tate. The last time they spoke, words were said, and promises that were made to be forever were broken. What will happen once they meet again? Will their betrayal affect the way they look at each other? Or will they go back to what once was a Redamancy? TW: Eating disorder, mental health struggles, self harm, Physical and mental abuse, etc,, SEXUAL THEMES/CONTENT 18+