"I think I'm lost." "That sucks." In which a guy accidentally texts the wrong person and it turns out to be more than a happy accident. In the span of many exchanged conversations, James and Rose end up finding solace through themselves. © 2020 by MonMoncheese All Rights Reserved Start Date: 01.10.2020 •Warning! Contains• -Depression -Bullying -Eating Disorder -Panic Attacks Cover made by @quiettwriter

Currently on hold. SEQUEL TO BULLETPROOF. can be read as a standalone if you want.

Book 1 in the Oak Crest Preparatory School Series - ongoing Reese and Rowan Williams have just moved to Augustine, Connecticut. They start their school year at Oak Crest Preparatory School. Between meeting new friends and trying new things, one person truly stands out to Reese. Parker Goldmen is known to be the best quarter back in Connecticut. He likes causing problems. Especially when his actions are able to rile up Reese. --- "His shoulder, that I was eye level with, was almost behind mine. I was too focused on our position to realize he had put the flame next to the gas. The loud popping noise drew me out of my thoughts and I jumped bad and bumped into him. The hand that was free shot to my waist where the waistband of my uniform skirt sat to stop me from causing both of us to fall over. I practically leap away from him after I regained my balance because I didn't need this to be more awkward than it already was. 'You good?' the brunette quietly asks from behind me. I nod keeping my focus on anything but him for the moment. 'I didn't mean to jump backward. I'm sorry about that,' I told him not knowing what else to say in the moment. 'It's fine Reese. That was better than you falling on the floor,' he jokes and we fall into silence as finish up the experiment." (Chapter 10) Started: 12/3/21 Finished: (slow updates) *I promise I'll make a better description after I have more of the story completed!

Amber Gray moves to her dream college in her dream city. Her life drastically changes as she overcomes friendships and relationships. Going to NYU to study fashion has been her dream since as long as she can remember. And when she gets accepted things finally start to fall into place once again. Leaving Michigan was always the dream, she wanted to grow without the pressure from her parents to study medicine, and she wanted the constant cycle of abuse from her ex to end. She ends up meeting Jayden Hendrix on her very first night in New York. He's unbelievably gorgeous and Amber's mesmerized by his icy blue eyes and tattoos. But he just so happens to be her polar opposite. He's rude, sarcastic and absolutely hates everyone. He also happens to own the city she's dreamed of living since she was a child. He's a dangerous mafia boss and Amber's an optimistic fashion major at NYU. He spends his free time recklessly participating in underground fighting, she spends her's shopping for more clothes she doesn't need and coming up with baby names for her future babies. They're perfectly wrong for each other in every way. But Amber can't get the mysterious man who saved her out of her head. He's just as mesmerized by Amber's gorgeous hazel eyes and weird sense of humor. They can't stay away from each other, and fate just happens to keep bringing them closer. Close until they simply cannot live without each other. "And the sweet little Angel couldn't keep her eyes off the devil" What happens when he spots the brunette being assaulted at a cafe in Manhattan in the middle of a storm? The brunette that then steals his heart that no one knew existed?

{SPIN-OFF TO "THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE" | SECOND BOOK IN THE SERIES} {2018-2023} *~* "Thank you for quitting that disgusting couple moment before I had to interrupt." "Careful, I might start making out with him just to torture you some more." "I hate you." "I have no objections." "Oh, god, please don't. Let's just get back to the task on hand." We all turn back around but find the table empty. "What? Where the hell did they go?" We hear the clearing of a throat right next to us, at the end of the booth, opposite the window. "Uhh-no hablo inglés. Me llamo Pablo." "You bitch-" "Traitor-"