Jacklyn Cordy is trying her best to live a normal life after witnessing a horrific crime. After receiving an anonymous note, she realizes no matter how hard she tries, life as she once knew was gone. And just like that, everything is taken from her. "He gripped my chin with his hand, forcing my eyes to his. "I'll be back for you baby. You'll see me soon." " WARNING: suicide, sexual assault, abuse, and strong language.

𝘈 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 17𝘺𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘚𝘬𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘧𝘪𝘢 𝘋𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘢! 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮 , 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵! //𝘐 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘯𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦// . . . her figure started trembling in fear as she was feeling her legs going weak she tried to lossen her wrist but it was like if he was made of pure iron. "y-you can't touch me like this,, .th-this is w-wrong leave me you are my step-brother leave me ah-ahh" he held her one breast in his hand squezing it hard and painfully, she can feel his drunken breath on her lips and it was making her even more worried! "I told you to stay away from that punk! but you did'nt listen now face the consequences", he angerly spat in her face "its a sin... leav-leave me ah-ahh you can't touch me", she said trembling like a life in his tight hold grip "I can touch..even, FUCK YOU, whenever i want" he said darkly as his chest vibrating beacuse of his anger, it got worst as he starts imaging the way she smiled at that boy, his grip tightened on her and he pulled her harshly into a lustfull kiss! a warm tear escaped her eyes! •WARNING-THIS IS EXTREMELY DARK ROMANCE•

A painful breakup pushes Kyla Evans to get into a fake relationship with the person her ex-boyfriend hates the most: Seth Everett. But what will she do when the game starts to feel too real? ***** Seventeen-year-old Kyla has sworn off love. After getting dumped all too suddenly by her longtime boyfriend Cedric, she becomes convinced that people are never really who you think they are. So when notorious playboy Seth Everett suggests that Kyla fake date him to get back at Cedric, it seems like the perfect plan... as long as she doesn't end up falling for him. Content and/or trigger warning: This story mentions cancer, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]

LA DONNA SERIES #2 This was my first night with my first love ! I mentally squealed. He was super close to me and I could hear my heart pound in my ears . I could smell that he freshened up by the different manly perfume that hit my nostrils. It was oddly familiar but I couldn't put a finger on it . Before I could say a word his lips collided with mine . I was in shock. My first kiss . I tried to respond but it was very rough and demanding and I hissed in pain when he bit my lip . My eyes almost fell out of their sockets when I tasted the metallic taste of blood . I ignored it and tried to give in but I didn't know that it would be this uncomfortable. Suddenly I was on the bed and his big rough hands were roaming all over me . With each second it started hurting more than the second before . "Imran y-you're hurting me ." I started crying not feeling comfortable. He didn't respond. Actually it was as if I told him the opposite because by hearing my voice he was becoming more cruel and more rough . I started crying . "Imran go ea-s-sy." I stuttered and started panicking. He didn't listen . He ignored my cries , started removing his clothes and he tore mine . He got on top of me and I felt a necklace dangling above me . Imran never wore a necklace. Before I could put two and two together I felt an immense pain between my legs and I let out a screeching scream but he put his big hand on my mouth muffling my screams. I started hitting and punching his chest but he wouldn't stop . It hurt so damn much . After a short period of time I felt a liquid dripping from my body . My virginity. It was my blood . My heart shattered and the pain got more immense when I heard his dark deep familiar voice whisper in my ear. "Daughter pays for her father's sins." Those were the last words I heard before having a panic attack and darkness took over me . I knew then for a fact that my life was destroyed this night .

She looked up, tears drenching her dark eyelashes. She sees him in the obsidian shadows of the room. A scream is stuck in her throat, unable to erupt from her mouth. She tries to turn and run, but as she moves her feet and takes a step, muscly arms encircle her waist. She feels her body lift above the ground, and seconds later her back slams against the wall. His fingers dig into her wrists, making her feel a stinging pain shoot up her arms. Her eyes are shut tight. 'Open your eyes'. She keeps them shut. 'Open your eyes, angel'. Her head is twisted to side, wanting to melt into the wall. His broad chest pressed up against every inch of her skin. He slams her against the wall again, making her yelp in pain, 'I SAID OPEN YOUR EYES!' She opens them slowly and looks at his face. She can see his eyes, black pools of emotion. Obsession. Lust. Possessiveness. Desire. Love. Dominance. Angelica Ziva Kareem. A beautiful, young woman, who aspires to complete her degree in Medicine. Her dream? To travel the world, to be free and to help those in need. Gabriel Dominic Rodrigo. Handsome, dark, possessive. Rich and hard working to the world above. Monster to the underworld. His life? What he wants, he gets. And he has his eyes set on little Angelica.

READ THIS STORY WITH CAUTION! PLEASE! It can get very triggering so if you're easily trigger don't read this!

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction || Coral Stewart is a nerdy seventeen year old girl who is way too smart for her own good. She has already graduated and has been hired at St Martin's, an all boys school. The only problem with this is that she has to attempt to teach four boys History - and trust me when I say they are not going to make it easy for her. One nerdy girl. Four perverted boys. One History lesson every Friday. What could possibly go wrong? *=*=*=* Warning: There's gonna be dramaaaaa [Completed] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

"Please, please let me go. I beg of you!" I pleaded with the unknown voice. "Now you know I can't do that." The voice said, it's robotic sound angered me. "W-why?" Tears wouldn't stop sliding down my face. "Because you're the key to my happiness." [There are a lot of chapters, but they're all short.]

"I can't remember what happened that night. I'm not talking slippery details or fuzzy-edged visions; I mean a complete and utter blackout. Like I wasn't even there. Except... I know I was." Since the death of her boyfriend six months ago, Morgan Cain's life is spiralling out of control. She didn't mean to stay away from college all this time. She didn't mean to ghost her best friend, who was only trying to look out for her. But most of all, she didn't mean to keep it to herself that she was with Josh the night he died-and doesn't have a single memory of what happened. It's hard enough returning to campus, but things get even worse when a shocking exposé in the student magazine reveals a sinister truth about Davidson University's golden boy. Amidst twisted allegations of abuse and sexual assault, Morgan is set to discover that the more she remembers about Josh... the more she may want to forget.