The gang is plotting against Klaus again. Elena doesn't approve of it because of her deal with Elijah, so they leave her out of their plans. They pull the daggers out of all his siblings and Klaus has to fight every single one of them. Meanwhile he took Elena hostage in his room to keep her out of it. What happens when Klaus comes back to his room?

(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

#2 in teens Ashton Leeroy and Ellie Montez have been best friends for years. Ashton and his football team are the badboys of the school. He is an egostic badboy who has a different girl every week. He doesn't treat girls respectfully. Except Ellie. Ellie is a brilliant student, Ellie doesn't approve of Ashton's ways and how he treats girls. Will their friendship crumble?

Jared Holmes is the only boy I have ever truly hated. When I was five, he put play-doh in my pigtails and my mom had to cut it out. Thus, leaving me with a ridiculous looking pixie cut. Seven years old, Katie and I were baking cookies for the schools bake sale. Jared was eight at the time and put worms in my cookie dough when I wasn't looking. When I was eight Mr Holmes had built a tree house in the backyard for Katie and Jared. Nine year old Jared pushed me out of it and broke my leg. I started my period when I was thirteen. I was staying the night at Katie's and thank god she had started her period before I had but Jared overheard our conversation and called me 'bloody Mary' for the rest of the year. The first time I had a boyfriend, Jared told him that I had herpes and he broke up with me the next day over text. Let's just say that being Jared's little sisters best friend did not have its perks. Katie Holmes has been my best friend ever since we were both in diapers and her brother was a narcissistic asshole who also happened to be my older sisters best friend. Fun, huh? Jared made it his life's mission to make my life a living hell. He knew just how to get under my skin and he loved every single minute of it. We would argue practically twenty-four seven. People at school were used to us by now. But of course, nobody would say anything to Jared about it because he was, typically, the schools Captain for the hockey team. How cliche. But despite all of that...Jared Holmes was also the only boy that I had ever loved. #16 Bestfriendsbrother 23/12/19 #6 sistersbestfriend 18/10/20 #6 risingstar 18/10/20 #20 badboy 14/12/21

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~

He continues to stare as the young girl hums quietly, while keeping her eyes locked on the book in her hands. At the sound of his footsteps, she suddenly stops reading only to look up and let out a squeal, one that he found adorable. Her already rosy cheeks become even brighter. "Hello." He melts at the sound of her angelic voice and says his next words carefully, softly. "Hi sweetheart." She tilts her head to the side as he unknowingly stares at her with a certain longing. "Who are you?" "I'm Seth. What's your name?" He questions, taking a step into her room. She grins, causing two cute dimples to appear on her cheeks. "Daisy." ~ In which Seth Andrews, who is usually quiet and brooding, becomes captivated by his best friends little sister, Daisy Miller, who believes everyone has at least a little good in them.

She was a good girl. She was polite. She was humble. She was extremely beautiful. She studied hard. She didn't drink. She was completely genuine. She would curl up with an good book every night and be completely content. She had a past that always tended to follow her around wherever she went. She wasn't as strong and resilient as she made herself out to be. Her name was Emily Collins. He was a bad boy. He was impulsive. He was arrogant and cocky. He was extremely good looking. He raced. He drunk alcohol. He was a complete player. He would go to a different party every night. He had a past that always tended to follow him around wherever he went. He wasn't as bold and confident as he made himself out to be. His name was Aiden Black. When Emily moves back to her hometown to be with her best friend and cousin she doesn't expect to be window neighbours with Pearlacre highs biggest heart ache. She definitely didn't expect the late night conversations and the events that always seemed to throw herself and Aiden together or the strange feelings she had soon developed for him. Emily was the epitome of a good girl. Aiden was the epitome of a bad boy. Fate has a funny way of doing things, well that is only if you believe in fate. And they say opposites attract Maybe Emily is just like any other girl Maybe Aiden plans to use her for his own benefit and then throw her away like so many other girls before her Or maybe she's the Bad Boys Exception.... ________ Please be warned that this is an extremely slow building story (more so than you think)!! Feel free to DM me at anytime to ask any questions or even just have a chat!! :)))

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

"We aren't a thing...I just love your body" He bluntly says as his dark eyes gaze at mine. "I'm okay with that...Daddy" His eyes spark up as the words spilled out my mouth.."Say that again.." He groans with a smirk. ⚠️ CAUTION ⚠️ i'm still editing this book.

Rain Audra has been enduring her fathers torture since witnessing her mother's suicide at the age of nine. Now, eight years later, at the ripe age of seventeen. She still deals with her abusive alcoholic father. But one day she bumps into a guy that could change her whole life. Tristan King the head of the Italian/America Mafia at the young age of nineteen. Finishing up high school, so he can dedicate his full attention on the Mafia. Faces a unexpected problem, his plans pause after running into a girl, who now grasps his full attention. Started (April 8, 2021) Finished ()