Soren McKinin; the disappointment of the family, the child his parents wished did not belong to them, the type fathers warned their daughters not to date. Anger issues, a heartless brute that got into fights and saw the world as dark grey, helpless and pointless lump of rock. He was incapable of happiness, of love. So Soren would fall, he'd fall unnoticed and unwanted. He would fall just like snow. [Book 1 of the Flammable Hearts series] - # winner of the "Best Bad Boy" Award "It awakens feelings in you that you never knew you could feel." PUBLISHED FULLY ON WATTPAD

𝐆𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐏𝐘 𝐗 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐄 Elijah West is a stubborn, moody asshole who overall dislikes other people. After Carter Sakuna (quite literally) runs into him, he finds her mysterious, loud and overall super annoying. At least that's what he told himself. So then how did he end up falling in love with her? 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: grumpy x sunshine only soft for her boy obsessed teasing comedy

𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐞𝐭𝐡: 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨, 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬. 𝘛𝘸𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘴, 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦. Meet Delilah, a girl whose past was destroyed because of a certain green-eyed boy. Meet Maxwell, the green-eyed boy who destroyed her, and vowed to do it all again. What will happen when they are bound in an alliance called marriage? 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘷𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳. 𝘛𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘥. What happens when they realize that the person who was responsible for their nightmares is the answer to their hiraeth. ||Highest Rank: 1 in mafiagirl[16/9/2021]|| [𝘖𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨] ♡ [𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘶𝘱𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴]♡ [𝘜𝘯𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥]♡

I run out of the shower and crash into somebody making us both fall to the floor. What is it with me and crashing into people? "Ay, coño eso dolio" I mumble to myself while the person underneath me groans. I looked down to see who I crashed into and see Chase right there underneath me. Translation: Ah, damn that hurt "Shit, cover your eyes." I yell at him. He covered his eyes and I got off of him. "Why the fuck are you naked?" He screamed so loud I wouldn't even be surprised if the whole school heard him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After her father's death, Maddie's stepmother starts to notice that she's out of control. She then decides to send her to Henderson Academy, a school for the troubled and the scandalous. Maddie has no other choice but to go, at least it's better than having to be under her stepmom's care... or so she thought. Not too long after arriving at Henderson Academy, she finds out she will be rooming with Chase Hudson, the school's Richie Rich. How will the rest of her year go? ⚠ warning ⚠ *this is not a LilHuddy fanfic* *swearing*

This will be the first book of a series of three:) (Please read all the warnings to make sure there is nothing triggering in the book:) ------------------------- They are both professionals on the ice. One is a proffessional hockey player for the NHL and the other a world class figure skater. Noah just moved from sweden to play for Ottowa senators, starting a new life in a new city all alone he soon starts to feel it. When the golden retriver boy stumbles upon a short stubborn figure skater his life takes a big turn. Evangelia is the defenition of the black cat personality, she grew up in a small town in canada, she moved out to Ottowa when she was reicruited to the national figure skating team. With the world ranking number 5 she is soon sent to the olympics. After meeting a hockey player at the rink her life starts to feel a litle less empty. They meet at an ice rink, when Noah see her skate he sees all the pain and emotion. They get into an argument and she storms off angry, while he stands there stunned by her. Will their need for socialisation bring them together or will her stubborn personality get in the way? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "you know that you don't always have too be alone, you deserve to feel seen and loved and you know have someone to talk to, someone to trust" he gives me those puppy eyes while waiting for my answer. But truth is i don't know what to say. I have nick and sasha but we only see eachother on competitions. "Are you only saying that because you want to be that person? or because you actually mean it" he lets out a small chuckle an says "i mean it and i wouldn't mind being that person either. what is it they say in that show you love... i could be your person"

Nora Peterson's one goal is qualifying for and winning the National Ice Dance Competition. With her mom's health deteriorating, getting the cash prize at the NIDC is her only shot at saving her. She's focused and has her priorities straight. But in comes Nikolas Valentino: tattooed, brooding, and so not her type. Each having their own dark pasts, the two get to know each other and start to realize that maybe there's more to life than loss. Highest Rankings (so far): #1 in Icedance #1 in Coldplay

♡♡♡ Natasha smith was always known as the 'quiet girl', she has a tight circle of childhood friends, and spends her days buried in books. Due to her anxiety she's always struggled making friends and putting herself out there but now's the perfect opportunity to learn how too. Ezra white was your typical bad boy, resting bitch face, lots of tattoos, has a motorbike and hates everyone except his friends. Ezra has always been Nat's number 1 protector, always there when she needs him. Now there's another thing about these two childhood best friends that they don't know about each other. They've both been in love with each other since they could remember but are both too scared and stubborn to admit it to one another. Them and the rest of their friends all make it into NYU and are about to move into their new apartments. New school year, new environment, possibly new friends? So many new opportunities are about to rise, new challenges, new people. So where does that leave the two oblivious in love idiots? ♡♡♡ "You know I'd never let anything happen to you sweetheart. I've always got your back." He comes and sits next to me, he also leans his back against the headboard next to me. "Even when I annoy you?" A small smile threatens my lips. "Even when you annoy me." "Even when I eat the last slice of pizza?" "Even when you eat the last slice of pizza." He's now full on smirking at me, so much I can see his dimples. "I'm guessing you're staying?" I looked up at him slightly. He gives me a smile before looking through my draws finding my snacks and tv control. "You bet your sweet ass I am." I let out a laugh as he turned on the tv. I also snatch my blue sour patch kids from him. Knowing him he'd eat all of them. ♡♡♡

** Jamie lowered himself so that his face met mine. "Are you stupid?" he spat, cocking his head to the side. "Jamie!" I cried between gasps. "You're hurting me." Pulling my head forward a few inches, he then slammed it back against the wall. My ears began to make a sharp ringing sound, forcing me to close my eyes just to try and silence the pain. ** Isobel Tully accepts her abusive relationship as something that's meant to be, a karmic consequence of her past. She believes wholeheartedly that she deserves nothing better than her life with Jamie... But then she meets local musician Will. Kind, funny, insanely attractive Will... and he just so happens to find out her secret. As her existence at home becomes more and more unbearable, Isobel must decide if she's willing to risk her life for the opportunity to have the one she's always wanted, but will she get tangled up in a web of lies before she gets the chance? Content Warning: There are some very descriptive scenes of physical, emotional and sexual abuse/ violence. There are also descriptions of rape which could be upsetting. This story is not fully edited or spellchecked as of yet so please let me know if you find any errors or contradictions in the comments.

{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘖𝘕𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠} Ria Romano knew hurt like the back of her hand. She was dealt her fair share of bad cards, more than anyone so young should have to face. A cynical girl riddled with the remnants of her past, a shattered sort of soul. She concealed like it was second nature; her instinct being to suppress. She'd offer you a cigarette with a shrug while you were crying because she never was too great with affection. She didn't smile so often but when she did and it was directed at you, you'd never feel such satisfaction. I was told Aria preferred to be alone, isolated; clouding her mind with inhales of her cigarette and drowning it in alcohol. Until she was dealt her good card, out of the pack of bad. They had a love beautiful enough to last a lifetime, the type directors desire to capture and authors aspire to write. Two souls, shattered by the cruelty of the world time and time again with flames that rekindled each others. They were each other's oxygen. They breathed life back into each other, those two insomniacs. <3

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN