A series of random run-ins brings Andrew and Molly together. But will their different lifestyles and dreams bring them together, or tear them apart? Will this summer romance continue to burn or will it just burn itself out?

this story follows normal yet not so normal teens life leah carter is a 20 year old gurl with no parents her boyfriend broke her heart but... Him- " i love you , i loved you since we first met I am so lucky to have you by my side. Everything you do for me never goes unnoticed. I don't know what I did to deserve someone as wonderful as you, but I am eternally grateful to have your love, support, and affection. Thank you for being you, and for having me by your side. Will you be my girlfreind?" I teared up and nodded "yes yes i love you too" (this story contains foul language!)

Male Merida x Female Reader (Y/n) = Your Name (H/l) = Hair length (H/c) = Hair color (E/c) = Eye Color (S/c) = Skin Color I OWN NOTHING!!! ALL RIGHTS GO TO DISNEY!!!

After the death of her husband and king of Mauryan, Aaina has no choice but to ask a neighboring kingdom for a son. Shivaji, King of the Gupta empire. He has only four daughters, and no sons. To receive an offer like this is highly honored. This could change everything, an alliance, expansion of the empire, and more information on war militienna. Fond of the offer, he misinterprets the message and tells his 2nd eldest daughter that she will wed a king and become Queen of Mauryan. Princess Meeta is sent to Mauryan in the expectation of becoming a Queen. While Queen Aaina, is impatiently waiting for Shivaji son, expecting a new King. How will the two react when nothing goes by their expectations? ---------------------------------------------------------- Cover by: @LlynWildr Highest ranking in HF #42 Disclaimer~ This story is Girlxgirl, so please do not read the book if you are going to comment disrespectful things about The characters and LGBTQ. enjoy ❤️ REWRITE: A DESIRE IN THE BANGLES (PUBLISHED)

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN