"Breathe." He dipped his head down so that his lips were right at my ear, his strong arm wrapped securely around my waist, molding my body into his. "If you're going to fall apart,." He starts, teeth gritted. "Now's the time. I'll be here to put you back together when it's over." I squeezed my eyes shut again, and I did just that. I fell apart. ******* Secrets. Lies. Deception. Murder. I'd seen and done it all. And not willingly. So I left. I sacrificed my freedom to save myself, and the only way to ensure my own safety was to start over. Clean slate. New people. New me. But the last thing I expected when I arrived at Manonwell Prep Academy was to be bombarded by a boy-no, a man who held some unknown vendetta against me. Call it obsession, infatuation, hatred. To me it was all one in the same. He was everywhere I turned, like a shadow. Watching me. Taunting me. Haunting me. And it was all because of something I did to him a long time ago. It was something so bad that he couldn't stand me, that he wanted me dead, and the idea of making my life a living hell was something that he took pride in. But I didn't remember. I had no clue what I could've done to him in the past, but he was hellbent on pushing me until I did. My plans on starting over were shattered the minute I stepped inside that school. He was the type of person that demanded your attention without having to speak. He was untamed and wild and unhinged. But what he didn't know was that the Winter Travers that he knew in past, the one I didn't remember, was no longer alive. I was different. She was gone and I was here. And he was everything I should've been afraid of. Sinister, quiet, manipulative, but I knew it would be a cold day in hell before I let him win. Ronan was like gasoline waiting to be doused on the fire that inside me, and if he was ready to burn, then so was I.

Description: What happens when the entire F1 grid starts shipping Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri? 🤨🔥 A simple group chat turns into pure chaos as the drivers analyze every glance, every touch, and every accidental matching outfit. From stolen hoodies to suspicious hand placements-nothing goes unnoticed. Will Landoscar survive the teasing, or will the paddock manifest them into reality? 👀💬🏎️ #TeammatesToSoulmates #Landoscar #McLarenChaos

"𝙄𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝-𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖 1, 𝙊𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧 𝙋𝙞𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙯𝙚𝙧𝙤 𝙫𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙨-𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙎𝙞𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙖 𝙇𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚." For Oscar Piastri, life is a series of high-speed equations, a disciplined vacuum of data, telemetry, and clinical precision. But when he returns home to the rugged coast of Australia for the off-season, he finds his quiet sanctuary occupied by a variable he didn't calculate: Siofra Larkin. Siofra is a writer who is messy, poetic, and fueled by the very human chaos that Oscar has spent his career trying to eliminate. Forced into a shared living arrangement by a twist of fate and family connections, the two are a study in friction. He views her work as inefficient; she views his life as a hollow pursuit of speed. As the season looms and the pressure of the global stage beckons, they must decide if their connection is merely a temporary detour or a permanent change in their trajectory. In a sport where every second counts, they are about to learn that some of the best stories happen when you finally stop watching the clock.

"What are you thinking?" I asked before I could stop myself. He didn't reply immediately. His lips slowly curled into a smirk. "Are you sure you want to know?" He then asked. I bit my lip. Did I want to know? Come on, be brave. Just this once. I lifted my chin. "Yes." There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. It made me strangely proud to have impressed him with my daring. He leant forward and rested his elbows on his knees. "I was thinking about taking you over my knee." He spoke slowly, each word perfectly understandable. "I was imagining what it would feel like to hold your small body over my lap and give you a firm spanking. Just in the right way to make you feel owned and loved and cared for." Book TWO of the Westminster Academy series :) *the whole book is available as an ebook on Patreon* (it's not necessary to have read part one, but it's more fun that way!)

Jenifer Martin, a girl from California. A girl with a beautiful and the kindest heart. She has a superb business degree. But alas, sometimes bad things happen to good people. Her boyfriend of three years cheated on her with her only best friend since childhood. Damian Wilson, CEO of Wilson Clothing. He is handsome, he is super intelligent for the business world. Lives in New York City. He believes in love, but haven't found yet. He has one night stands just for his distraction though. A girl from California and guy from New York. How these two will meet? Maybe she will work for him or maybe not? Stay tuned to find out more about these two souls! Love, Anushka💛 Ranks:- #45 in nyc out of 1.56k stories. #4 in romance out of 1.95k stories PS- Current cover made by @_navyblueee_ Date:26/03/22

I have found an ideal life. I have a loving husband, no work and no danger. This is exactly what I wanted when I ran away and changed my identity. But I just didn't think that I would have a thirst to be in danger. Next to him. Especially next to him. And sometimes our desires come back into our lives with a nasty cry, "I'm back from your past." I am crazy because I knew that he will find me and I love it.

in which jude sends a text to the wrong number, or was it fate ? -jude bellingham x fem oc

During some chat with the boys, Raphinha had wanted to add Neymar to the barcelona group as a joke but instead added someone not remembering who owns the number. Soon the group noticed something different about gavi as soon as the owner of the number was added. Quickly saying this is made with full of sarcasm and to entertain readers 22.12.2022