Callie Rose She is the exact definition of naive. She lets people walk all over her without even realizing it,especially her parents and will do anything for the sake of others happiness. Evan's whole personality is filled with hatred, he has trust issues and is rude to every one around him even his friends but they hang around him anyway because they all have an unbreakable bond. What happens when Callie and Evan's parents decide to set them up in an arranged marriage for the benefit of both their family businesses. They both go into this proposal having no idea if it will change them for the better or worse. ----- #1- Mature themes #8- teen romance

They all talked about him, whispers and smirks as he strides down the hall to his classroom Girls were signing up for his class left and right She didn't know what was so special about this teacher That was until she walked into the classroom Ratings🎖🎖 #4 in student (2/5/22) #17 in agegap (2/5/22)

*This story was written when I was 16, it was the first thing I ever wrote so it's a bit rushed and cringey, I'm sorry </3) 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘝𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦. The name already speaks for itself, the girl is an angel. Sheltered and protected by her brothers, Angelina has a shy nature, and tends to keep to herself, which explains the lack of friends. What happens, when the beautiful, italian, soft-spoken angel quite literally falls into the arms of the 𝗗𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹 𝗛𝗶𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳? 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘰 𝘈𝘭𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘻. While his first name means ''gift of God'' the intimidating male is anything but that. Mateo has always kept to himself, never speaks to anyone apart from his two 'jackass' bestfriends. He never had any intentions on falling in love, he just wanted to take over his fathers business and continue to grow. It all seems to change when a tiny angel falls into his arms. !! 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 ''𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑'' 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ♥

"Luci I wanted to-" "Don't f*cking call me that," Lucifer interrupted, speaking in a monotonous voice, whilst staring intently at the marbled floor beneath his feat. "It suits you though!" Dior defended in a giggly tone, but his expression did not change. "I said don't f*cking call me that." "You can even give me a silly nickname if you'd like," she proposed. Silence "Eh, you'll learn to love me one day." Little did she know, he already did. ------------------------------------------------ After the kidnapping and torturing of Dior Delilah Hamilton, the only daughter of the biggest mob boss in New York, Dante Hamilton, her father had no choice but to hire a full-time bodyguard for her, otherwise known as : Lucifer Alistair. Dior Delilah Hamilton Despite how the world has treated her, the contagious smile on her face never faltered. Bringing joy to those around her was her addiction, and the innocent aura surrounding her can never go unnoticed. With 3 older brothers, and a mafia man for a father, she was protected beyond belief. Or so they thought... Lucifer Alistair. His name itself causes the strongest of men to shiver in their boots. And boy did he live up to his name. He'd been let down all his life and learnt to never expect anything from anyone, because everyone will leave you in the end. His mind was set. He was to be a lone wolf til his last breath. Broken, misunderstood, heartless, soulless even, Lucifer could not be fixed. That was until Dior slithered her way into his shattered heart, and vowed to make it whole again. ---------------------------------- I don't own any pictures used in this story All rights reserved, do not copy my work

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" you're way to innocent for your own good." " Im hungry." Grace Lancaster has always been to innocent for her own good, until bad boy River Delgado comes by under " awkward circumstances" she finally gets chance to live and break out her shell, but not without dealing with River and his past. COVER BY- @Iamawriterlol

Why do people talk to me about innocence like it's something I possess? Men constantly strut around, acting as if they are saving me from something, when all they are doing is making themselves feel less disgusting. You can't take my innocence, Sir. For it's already been taken. -- "I can't be around you," he mutters, his eyes darkening. I furrow my brows, taking one step closer to him, as if challenging him. "Why? Am I annoying to you, do you hate me?" "Dios mío, Valentina. Can't you leave it alone?" He says, exasperation in his tone as he rakes a hand through his hair. I shake my head, clenching my jaw. "Tell me. Tell me what about me you hate," I ask, my voice shaking. "Tell me why you seem to hate me when I don't even think I did anything. Tell me, Orion," I say, getting louder. Suddenly, he grabs my shoulders pushing me into the door. His hand darts out and he locks it. Slowly, he leans down to my ear. "I hate that I can't be around you without wanting to fuck the innocence right out of you," he growls. I am rendered speechless. He brushes his lips against my neck, and softly sucks on my sweet spot as my breath hitches. "Now tell me, novio, what's my name?" He says against my hot skin. "Papí," I moan. - Cover by @whoiskim