After an unexpected ceiling collapse sends her apartment into chaos, Madelaine Grayson ends up living with her brother - and dangerously close to his tattooed, way-too-charming roommate. He's off-limits... but resisting him might be impossible. *** When Madelaine Grayson's bathroom ceiling caves in, it's not just drywall that crumbles. It's her entire world. Forced to move in with her brother, she finds herself swept up in the chaos of his new protective attitude - especially when it comes to his tattooed roommate, Noah Laurier. Noah is the epitome of perfection: sweet, hot, and embedded into every thought Madelaine has. But he's forbidden, and the closer she gets, the harder he is to resist. Well... what her brother doesn't know can't hurt him, right? *** "Matt's sister, I presume?" He walks towards the couch and my eyes widen. He's tall. I thought I was tall but this man could tower me, and when he reaches a hand towards me, there's an intricate clock tattooed on the back of his hand and his fingers have bones tattooed over them. This man is not human. He's tall and angular and dripping with sex appeal. This man is hot. Capital H, capital O, capital T. I don't think I've ever seen a human being so attractive. All I can think about as I force myself to keep my eyes on the screen is the feel of his jaw beneath my hand, and it takes everything in me not to look

In which a girl who's scared of love falls for a boy who's afraid of being left. ((Completed)) *under editing* Rankings: #2 in lukehemmings

((A Kim and Ron fanfic)) It was originally posted on Fanfiction ages ago when I was younger. I found it and re-wrote it (keeping the cliche plot) and thought I would put it on here too! :) Disclaimer: I do not own the characters!! "Who the hell are you?" Kim shouted, climbing off of the bed with half of the duvet covering her. "I’m Ron. Who the hell are you?" Ron replied, getting off the bed and picking up his boxer shorts from the night before. Getting drunk might seem fun in that moment but when you wake up next to a stranger. It may not be such a fun thing. At least when you are drunk you can forget about it the next day, but sometimes... Things don't always go to plan. (Rather cliche! :P But hey, most fanfics are!)