Luna is always looking at the bright side of things. She looks for any ray of sunshine in a sea of darkness. She manages to bring a smile to her face even on her darkest days. One day she stumbles upon a boy in a library. Everyone needs a little bit of light in their life. Maybe she could be his. Highest ranks: #1 in library #1 in teen love #1 in funny #2 in high school #2 in cute #2 in good girl #1 in cliche #3 in friends to lovers

She's a just a new girl that's works at a corner store trying to stay unknown from her past. He's just one of the five leaders of the city's mafia experiencing his first time being in love A love story created just by a pack of cigarettes and a bag of chips. -------------------------------- Arching my back, I moan out as he kisses on my neck. Coming back up to my face, Nick interlaces our hands and places them above my head"Can we go all the way?" Staring up at Nick, I give him a small smile before nodding my head.Smiling back down to me, he lowers his head and kisses me I will never understand how the guy that can hold a gun and shoot with no mercy can be so........gentle. This is a love story within the love story of my last book "Dealing with the Delinquent". I want to say you don't have to read that to read this book, but I highly recommend it.

Rydell is trying to get by. Suffering from panic attacks takes a tole on her life, but she's getting through it as best she can. She's a computer science major at Daxton U, and is about to be the co-creator of a video game to help kids with behavioral disabilities. She is busy, determined, and there's no time for distraction. Scott is loved by everyone, except maybe his parents. Captain of Daxton U's hockey team, and a shoe-in for the big leagues, he knows exactly what he wants, and he won't let anything get in the way of that. So when he fails Spanish and is facing the possibility of being a seat warmer for the season, he finds a solution- Rydell Rivens. trigger warnings: mentions of sexual abuse, and anxiety

*Check TW* [Rewriting] "I told the stars about you" Persephone Drakos, a girl nobody notices who has learned to love loneliness, seemingly fine by anyone who chooses to glance at her as they pass by is secretly struggling with the loss of her sister and the sudden shift of her family. Kol Stevens is well known around school, some would even call him popular. He doesn't talk much, that is until she bumps into him and his eyes land on her for the first time. When the unlikely pair are put together for a project, will she be able to crack his shell and will be able to save her? ----- Taking a few steps back Kol furrows his eyebrows at my movements, unclear of what I'm going to do. I take a few seconds before rushing full speed at him jumping on him Only for him to catch me and not fall backwards like I had hoped His hands quickly move to hold my ass, well- "What the fuck Kol! What are you a fucking stone statue." I groan, whatever I guess it's option two. I shove my hand in his pocket, it's not in this one, i quickly move my hand to the other. "Aha! Next time don- Persephone" his voice low and husky I almost didn't hear him- "That's not your wallet" "Wha-" ohhh, I take my hand out of his pocket and quickly jump out of his hold. Rocking on my heels I'm sure my face resembles a ripe tomato. "You know that wouldn't have happened if you just gave me my wallet" Shrugging I turn on my heels and run "Oh no you don't!" Kol yells behind me as he begins to chase me around his room. Our laughter fills the otherwise empty house, I want to remember this moment. *Unedited*

❝Sure, whatever helps you sleep at night.❞ ❝That would be you.❞ ❝You're a smooth motherfucker, aren't you?❞ In which Nico desperately needs advice and finds a payphone, but he has nobody to call. And then the payphone rings. And Nico answers. And over a series of phone calls with a witty, feisty female, Nico falls in love. But sometimes, God likes to fuck it up a bit. Just for shits and giggles. ---------- Copyright © 2018 by Sierra Soriano. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

❝Good morning. This is Target, how can I help you?❞ ❝Why do I have the sudden urge to kill my family?❞ ❝...Woah...well...shit. Ma'am, I think you dialed the wrong number.❞ ❝No. I dialed correctly. Are you any help?❞ ❝...No sé qué decir a esta chica loca.❞ In which a girl named Farah calls Target and meets a boy named Chance. Best Rank : #1 in Short Story (8/27/16)

One dog. Two kind strangers. A love story.

~complete~ Charlotte is as sweet as a strawberry. She's the kind of person who will drop everything just to help you, just to put a smile on your face. She's as sweet as the sugar that constantly runs through her bloodstream, and as excitable as the rush that comes with it. And then there's Benjamin, who's as sour as a lemon. The last thing on this Godforsaken planet he wants to do is acquaint himself with her. While Charlotte is kind and caring, he's rude and vulgar, while she's friendly and innocent, he's crass and mean. So how in the hell is that going to turn out?

Follow my Instagram for any updates and if you have any questions: @nikki_k123 Alex has been living the same life, with the same routine, repeating it every day. Every day is the same. The one thing she does look forward to is going to cafe de l'amour every morning on her way to school, where she sits and writes, all while seeing Carter Reed. The most popular boy at school who, surprisingly, prefers the solitary life. They go to the same cafe every day, sit at the same tables every day, and notice each other every day, yet are strangers who have never uttered a word to one another. And strangers they shall remain. Perfect strangers. But that's about to change. . . . . . I watched as he kept his eyes trained on the notebook in front of him where he aimlessly drew spirals and coils that surrounded each other, trapped each other, and suffocated each other. My eyes traced the movement of his pen, following each line he drew onto the paper. "Your tea." I snapped out of my trance and looked up, thanking Katy before she went back to the counter. I turned back and caught him looking at me. I expected him to look away and continue acting like I don't exist. Like he's always done and so have I. What I didn't expect was for him to walk right over and sit with me. "Hi, I'm Carter." PSA: This story is inspired by the Wattpad novel 'Caffeine' by @meddlingkids ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

She always went to the same café. The same order of a blueberry muffin with a cup of cold brew and condensed milk. She was that girl who held it together and seemed savvy. He never liked interactions much less dating. He was a CEO of the largest company in America during the day, but a ruthless Mafia Don by night. He's a complex, intimidating mystery. Then they met. [First book I've ever written so there may be some plot holes or errors] Romantics Series #1 ❥