" hey ". I look up to see a tall guy, around my age. Dark brown hair, brown eyes. Wearing a jean jacket, jeans and a gray top with black running shoes. " hey " I say. " you seem lonely can a sit? " he smirks. " sure " I smile. The guy sits down across from me. " I'm Grayson " he smiles " Emily, nice to meet you Grayson " I smile. This was the day my whole life changed. •••• Emily Watson is your normal everyday trying to be a good girl, follows ever rule, always gets straight A's, but knows how to be funny and serious at the same time. Grayson Dean is your normal everyday trying to be a bad boy, doesn't follow many rules, smokes, doesn't like school at all, parties, but still can be sweet and cocky at the same time. These two complete opposite, yet have a common understanding. What will happened when they start fake dating?? •••• " Grayson? What are you doing here? how did you even get in here? " I asked as I clenched the towel around my body. Grayson got up from my bed. " you know we should just break that deal we made " he said as he backed me into my door. •••• If you like this book please vote and continue to read! It will make me very happy! Fully Uploaded!!!

In the Supernatural world lies the Werewolf world. And in the Werewolf world lie packs. Natalia was the omega of her pack with the blood of an alpha. As you can imagine, she was deemed 'disrespectful' and the pack members would try to beat her into submission. Emphasis on try. You see, you can't beat an alpha into total submission. Illegitimate or not. Shifted or not. After her mate rejects her, she leaves. Runs. Hightails the hell outta there. And she promises to be back to tear them apart. This isn't a typical story of how a rejected, wounded she-wolf runs away, finds another pack then reluctantly returns to her old pack because of some useless mission to help them with rouges. Natalia will find things out about herself and her mother that she never would have guessed and go beyond the Werewolf world. There may be a few detours but: she promised to destroy them she promised to make them pay and in the end, Natalia never breaks her promises. Ever. ******************** You can join my Patreon (patreon.com/LalaLand464) for early access to chapters a week before they get to Wattpad. If you see this story or elements of it anywhere that isn't Quotev, my Patreon (or soon on Royal Road), it has been copied without my knowledge and I would appreciate being notified. Thank you.

𝗖𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝘀𝘂𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗯𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁? Banks Woods has met a lot of people in her life. People who traumatized her. People who abused her. People who left and gave up on her. She has many titles ranging from The ugly child, The attention-seeker, The broken-hearted, The controlling one, The bitch. Lance Astor was probably someone whom she never expected to meet. In exchange for breaking his nose, he gives her a new title that sticks with her until her mind starts spinning. Pretty. Why does he call her pretty even though she doesn't feel like it? He calls her beautiful even though she feels far from it. Banks wants nothing to do with Lance because of how opposite they are, but the more she tries resisting him, the more he gets under her skin. The more she tries ignoring her feelings, the more he makes her feel. The more she tries hiding, the more he makes her feel alive.

Three years. Two academics. One rivalry. She's the tempest, he's the calm of the seas. Maven Laurentis, a bright student of the law, had her life written in the stars. Ready to conquer the world and graduate college with flying colors, she was a genius with a cold heart of steel. Not until war suddenly breaks out between two families, and she's suddenly pulled into a deal with her greatest enemy. Her undefeated opponent. Her impossible match. The man of a fleeting curse. William Lanvin thought he'd never see her again, but now that she was here, he's never letting go. He'll have her, whatever it takes He's the bane of her existence. She's the elusive woman he'll never catch. Let the chaos commence.

' Huh, Lija ? What're you doing here ? ' ' Smoking ' Elijah looked at her and nonchalantly said. Isabelle was still smiling a moment ago. But her beautiful smile soon faded. She took a long breath and exclaimed with gritted teeth ' Ah, Lija. ' Elijah didn't move. She smoked lazily. Isabelle surrendered and tried not to stop her from smoking. She smiled forcefully, saying ' Rhys Brookes, your would be fiancé. ' Elijah muttered ' I see '. ---- ' Have you ever smoked ? ' Elijah asked as she held the cigarette stick between her pale lips. ' I didn't but I can try. ' ' Oh ' Elijah said as she leaned close to the man, connecting the ends of her cigarette to his and lighting the both at the same time. The nicotine spread through both of their cigarettes, hitting the nerves. Rhys took a drag and exhaled. His face flushed from smoke, looking his side to see the girl taking drags of cigarettes one after another, her slender hand hanging on the railing, lips pale. ' It's you ' 🔞 Mature content, self harm and trauma

"I still never said it. And besides that, you're not listing the basics of the relationship. We need rules and agreements. When is it over?" "We'll have a deal," I told her. "You commit wholeheartedly to us being in a fake relationship, and I'll continue to tutor you." "That's great," She said impassively. "But when does this end?" She looked between us. "When I'm sitting at a hundred, or when you win your girlfriend back?" "I'm not necessarily saying I want her back," I said. "We're just doing this for the fun of it. I can't really put a timing on it." She was quiet a moment before impulsively agreeing. "Fine," She gave a shrug. "Although, I will have to say, I feel bad for you." "Why do you feel bad for me?" "I can't be your Juliet."

Victoria Garcia, was the perfect resemblance of the devil. Also known as Nemesis, she was a relentless force in the world of assassination, her very name striking fear into the hearts of her targets. From a young age, she had been molded into the perfect killer, detached and ruthless, her emotions buried deep beneath a veneer of ice. Betrayed by the world and robbed of her family, trust had become an alien concept to her. But fate had a cruel twist in store for her. Victoria's life took an unexpected turn when she was thrust into the midst of her own blood, the Spanish Mafia, her biological brothers. Forced to confront her past and the family she never knew, she found herself walking a treacherous tightrope between the world she had known as Nemesis and the complexities of family loyalty. As she navigated this perilous new terrain, Victoria would be pushed to her limits, forced to question everything she believed about herself, her family, and the very nature of trust. In this gripping tale of redemption, revenge, and the quest for identity, Victoria's journey would ultimately determine whether she remained the feared Nemesis or could find a path to her own salvation.

Completed! This isn't the first time love had a roommate. It's been five years since the death of her parents and 19-year-old Lillian Camel still mourns their loss while battling with mental illness. Cooped up in her aunt's house, she embarks on a one-girl mission to survive university and get her bachelor's degree as a fashion designer. But she is not going alone. She will need the willpower to face the demons that are coming along with her. But a breakdown in the dormitory system sets Lillian off to a decade-old abandoned dorm to room with the mysterious Noah Sky. Friendly, observant, and extremely attractive, he shares an unlikely trait of secrets with Lillian - secrets that haunt his past. However, they're not the only ones. The dorm has a few of its own. [[Word count: 90,000 - 95,000]] Content/trigger warning: Contains semi-mature themes, language and sexual content ©All Rights Reserved

He's a mastermind. Observing in silence, casually lurking beneath the shadows. She's a manipulator. Thriving in chaos, killing for the fun of it. Both of them are heartless and deadly. Both of them worship power and domination. They just play the game differently.

"You are stepping on my toes, Lexington." I rolled my eyes, pretending I wasn't intimidated by his stance. He looked like he could devour me whole, but I wasn't one to back down. Mama and Papa Burton raised me way better than that. I might have changed surnames but I was still a Burton, and Burtons don't take crap from anybody. Not even overly handsome, self conceited, diamond spooned pricks like Carlson Hawthorne. "Then move your bloody legs out of my way, Hawthorne." I spat back and walked away, leaving a red faced handsome demon/angel in my wake. -------------- When Amaryllis realizes that she is the biological daughter and heiress of the "old money" Lexington family, her life is thrown into a haze. She didn't know how to adjust to the change from a simple lifestyle to a maxi-luxurious life. The highlight of the change was when she had to start senior year at Newark high school. Newark High was a special world of its own and everyone lived and breathed money. Rain had no idea there were some unspoken rules are Newark High, and she managed to break a lot of them because she couldn't help but let her sass flow free like a river. The greatest rule of them all was the one she enjoyed breaking the most; Defying Carlson Hawthorne, the golden( oops! DIAMOND encrusted) boy of the city.