She wore her hair up today.She put it in a low bun, tied together with a brown scrunchie. she still wore her oversized sweater,her dirty tethered converse, she looks pretty...she always wears her hair down...a birthmark on her neck that a just noticed pretty girl... Did she always have freckles? Were her eyelashes always this long? she is such a pretty girl...I got lost in the way the slope of her nose is so perfect, she turned her head to look at me. i probably looked weird just staring like that, i gave her a soft smile, her cheeks turned pretty pink, her lips turned up and she looked back down. I wanna make her my pretty girl... Xavier Kingsley is the basic school bad boy Celeste Baker is the basic school good girl a basic sweet love story with a basic sweet ending

This is a collection of short stories. Each chapter is a new story, they are in no way linked to one another.

#✰ 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐀́𝐍𝐀 ( dd osama ) @lovedchloee , produces ୨୧. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐀́𝐍𝐀 day, an ordinary sugarhill citizen, who happens to meet & grow a bond with the sugarhill drill rapper, dd osama. 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬; no copying , do not take my plots , don't paste my story anywhere ✰. 𝖽𝖽 𝗈𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖺 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖼 ． 𝖽𝖺𝗏𝗂𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖼 （𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄）. "in rise on the third day everytime, solána"

"I am going to haunt you forever." That's the promise that Breanne makes her killer. He cannot dump her body in the river and simply have his crime washed away. The detectives assigned to her case can't seem to pin anything on him, and her parents are beginning to believe the lies he tells. But Breanne is going to make sure he pays.

I shouldn't have been walking around alone at night. I shouldn't have stopped and watch the obviously crazy man set the building on fire. And I sure of hell shouldn't have accidentally caught his attention. Then maybe, just maybe I wouldn't have been kidnapped by the world's most evil super villain. And then hopefully right now I wouldn't be wishing that he wasn't completely crazy, and wanted to kill every super hero in the world, and that he would, I don't know, take me to the movies, hold my hand as we walked together, or maybe take me to dinner one night. You know normal, cute couple stuff. Instead he likes to kick puppies when no ones watching, dropping me from high buildings, and throwing people into traffic, annoyingly. Maybe if I had just minded my own business and kept walking, maybe I wouldn't have been taken by someone who's whole mission in life is to watch every super die, and cackle evilly while he thinks of it. Maybe if I had just minded my own business and kept walking, maybe I wouldn't start feeling bad for this super villain. Maybe I wouldn't be questioning everything I've ever learned about him. And God forbid, I wouldn't be loving a villain.

Free to Read with Exclusive bonus content! - Amelia Harris never expected she'd have to share a roof with Chris Smith. Ever. When she took over managing the Smith Estate for his mother, he'd still been happily married in the city, far away from Mel and her long-broken heart. It had been ten years since Alice had died and they had kissed on his balcony, at her funeral. But here he was. As handsome and sexy as ever, acting like a class-A jerk, making a mess wherever he went. Freshly divorced and dealing with the fallout poorly, he's nothing like the boy she knew, his attitude and disregard for her creating havoc in the house. Before long, tempers flare all around. Alice had said in a letter to her brother that the two of them would need each other. She had needed Chris, that was true... But he hadn't been there. He'd left after the funeral; never calling or answering any of the angsty, grief-filled letters she'd sent him. Could they bury the hurt from the past and become close, like they were before Alice died? Was it still true that they needed one another? Or was it too late? * "For Alice, With Love" is a contemporary love story about betrayal, healing, and coming home to what you really needed all along, and is my first novel.

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴏᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴀ ɴɪɢɢᴀ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴡ ᴛʀᴀᴅᴇʏs ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴛʀᴀᴅᴇʏs. ᴍᴀᴋᴀʏʟᴀ ɪs ɴᴇᴡ ᴛᴏ ɴʏᴄ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ғᴏʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜ ɪᴛ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴇɴsᴇ sʜᴇ ʟᴀɪᴅ ᴇʏᴇs ᴏɴ ᴛʜɪs ʟɪɢʜᴛsᴋɪɴ ᴅᴏᴍɪᴄᴀɴ ʙᴏʏ ʜᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ʟɪғᴇ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴜɴᴘʟᴇᴀsᴀɴᴛ 8/29/22

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐨 𝐌𝐞, 𝐈 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮... 𝐖𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐔𝐒 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃. © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐, 𝐃𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐗𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀𝐇𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄.

A lil Dd Osama imagines for y'all Started: 27/9/22