I looked down at my freshly painted acrylic nails. My heart was racing and my palms were sweating. Although I was having a good time. It was time for me to get out with it. I needed to just spit it out. It's a question that's been lingering in my mind all night. It may ruin the night, but for the sake of my sanity I needed to ask Barron. Here goes nothing. "Barron, can I ask you a question?" I said as I twiddled my fingers together nervously. He nodded his head giving me his full attention. "What are we doing?" I asked softly. Barron rested his elbow on the table and shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, I guess we are hanging out." He answered with no emotion. "Hanging out? You taking me to all these places is just us hanging out?" I said a little taken back. I was not prepared for that reply. I should have known. Have I been reading into this all wrong? ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ Farrah is single for the first time in her life and is maneuvering through life. She is finding out her likes and dislikes and shaping into her own person. With her group of friends, she is having fun, partying and having sex... a lot of it. For the first time she is truly happy. When she lands a job of a lifetime she cannot keep her eyes off of her hot boss Barron Lopez. Barron Lopez is a quiet man who is straddling the fence of being a workaholic. He has worked his company from the ground up and is now very successful. Everything is running smoothly until Farrah is hired as one of his employees. Barron struggles with crossing the line with Farrah but he cannot stop thinking about her. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ *Mature Audience Only* Published ~ August 15th 2022 Complete ~ February 4th 2023

𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐑 : aftermath ▁ Five years ago, Melanie fell in love with Miko, an attractive mechanic she met by chance. After finding out his deepest darkest secret, Melanie's friends and family convinced her to move back to her home city to get away from the journalist who wanted to know more about the 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘳's girlfriend. Even though she didn't want to believe it, she needed a fresh start. Which meant she needed to leave everything behind... 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. Including the only thing she had left of Miko, the one thing he never found out about. Now, working as a full time English teacher for foreign college students, Melanie lives comfortably, for the most part. Coping while the past haunts her thoughts and dreams. However the word got out that Miko, the one she has been trying to forget, was released from the facility they were holding him in early. With maintaining new relationships, as well as rekindling the old ones, will Melanie meet Miko again? Did he change? What are his intentions? - D . D E E DO NOT steal my work. Cover created by me. i do not own any pictures used in this story.

"My name is Maurice." He finally answered, his eyes shifting away from hers, "Also, your arm is bleeding." He pointed to the wounds going down it. Brielle lifted her arm, taking a quick glance. "I know." She said softly, dropping her arm back to her side. "Okay." He oddly responded, dribbling the ball between his small hands. Brielle stared at his skills with recognition, given that she always watched basketball games with her mother on television. She was intrigued, wanting to play basketball with the boy. "Wanna be my friend?" She asked shyly, still watching the motions of the ball, before looking up at him, the beads in her hair rocking. Maurice's face scrunched. "Eww, no." His face tightened, "You're a girl." He replied, his eyebrows furrowing with disgust. Brielle watched as he looked her up and down, as if she were either crazy or stupid, before he simply turned on his heel, dribbling the ball towards his friends. She frowned, sadness and humiliation consuming her. ⋆ ✭ ☆ ✭ ⋆ ^ 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙭 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙡𝙙. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝. 𝐁𝐖𝐖𝐌

Pain narrows consciousness; pleasure blurs it. "Trina, stop, we can't," Spencer mumbled as the female traced kisses down his neck. "Why can't we? Nothing is holding us back." She whispered as she traced his face with her manicured acrylic nails. His grip on her thigh tightened as he contemplate the urge to continue or stop their intimacy. "I don't want to use you." He whispered as he stared into her eyes. "I don't want this to be used as a distraction." He added softly. "I don't want this to be a blur in the morning." Another original story by: WinterProduction No republishing my story on other platforms. Copyright All Rights Reserved ©️

𝐄·𝐥𝐲·𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐧; 𝐚𝐝𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐞. ______ "𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝟐𝟏𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐛𝐮𝐭, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰... 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭." 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝟏𝟒, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 𝐏𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝: 𝐅𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟏𝟓, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐅𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟒, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

just a typical highschool love story

- 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗿om a thug .

Complete ✔️ "𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐤𝐚?" 𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐞𝐢 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐩. "𝐈'𝐦 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧." 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐩 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫. "𝐎𝐡, 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰." 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫. ❍ 𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 𝐈𝐦𝐜𝐱𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐧 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝

✧ 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈 (𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍) ✧ When I was six I was kidnapped and taken away from my family for seven months. Thirteen years later and I have little to no memory of who had taken me. Ever since then my father has been severely overprotective and never lets me out of his sight. Now that I'm somewhat on my own everything starts to change. When I finish high school and start attending New York University my life takes a turn, for better and for worse. They're back. ☆ 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 ☆ Years ago we found our little angel. She just so happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She was the light in our lives, until one day we lost her again. Thirteen years later and we still mourn the loss of our sweetheart, but we found her once, we will do it again. I am the head of the Russian mafia, or a professor at NYU depending who you ask. One day I raise my head to look around at the sea of students and my eyes lock on a familiar pair of ocean blue irises. ★ 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐋 ★ I'm a heartless killer and offer no apologies for it. As the head of the Russian mafia along with being the CEO to a multibillion dollar company, my life is nothing but darkness. During the day I'm an office man, at night my knife slashes through the necks of anyone I can get my hands on. Killing is my outlet, ever since I lost her. It helps me keep my anger in check. I've never stopped looking for her. We've come close multiple times, but each time came out unsuccessful. As I put a bullet in the head of my ex-guard, Alex comes rushing into the room, and the look on his face says it all. He found her. Start: July 4th End: ///