"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

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Leah: I moaned from how delicious his lips were. They were ethereal, but it wasn't enough. I wanted more. I tried moving my hands but he grabbed them and held them firmly above my head against the headboard. "Keep it there". He ordered. "Now listen to me, baby. I'm going to make love to you and then fuck you so hard until my name is all your can scream and your voice is gone". I whimpered and nodded frantically. ********* Brandon was my best friend from childhood and I have been in love with him for many years. But everytime I tried to express my feelings, I tap out like a coward. I'm thinking I need a push. Brandon: Fuck me! She was the most beautiful girl to me. I know Leah loves me and damn if I don't love her too with every fibre of my being but I couldn't claim her as mine. Yet. Why? Because I made a promise to her parents. But once Leah turns eighteen, all bets are off. *Mature content*

Formerly known as "run mate, run," Georgia-Rose is a 16 year old girl who lives with her mother and 6 siblings. She's been realizing some things have been off. She's seen shadows and heard footsteps behind her. She's gotten letters warning her to stay away from other guys. Things started going missing from her room. The next thing that happened, was she went missing. Only to find out that her kidnappers are her vampire mates, who are super hot! Join her on this adventure of love, drama, action and much more.

They were friends. He was a player, and she, she just existed. But, they were friends, who trusted each other for more than a decade. Echo, an ordinary girl, promised herself that she would never fall in love with him. Who's him? Levi, 17 year old well-known heartbreaker and player. After seeing tons of girls fall at his feet and into his trap, she knew she would never be one of them, but she can't help it, as much as she denies it, she knew that she was secretly falling for him. But while she had eyes for him, he had eyes for another. Their story transcends beyond their high school days. Their story is in the future. And that's where her story begins. "Do you think I'm a player like everyone else? Do you, Echo?"

His face is leveled to mine and I can see tiny droplets of water on his face and lips as he draws closer to me, my anticipation is crazy as he moves milimeter by milimeter. I roll my eyes and move my head away. "Don't do this." He acknowledges what I said but doesn't act on it. He takes his hand and moves it to my jawline, moving my head to him. This causes me to become frantic. I can't get messed over. "Lucas, we literally just had this conversation. This isn't fair to me, please don't." His facial features soften completely at my tone and he looks at me genuinely. "I would never." With that he kisses me and my stomach explodes in butterflies, turning over. He moves his hands from the hood of his car to the side of my waist. "That wasn't fake, Natalie", his eyes intent on mine against the dark drizzling sky. I can't stop looking at him. She's a soloist who doesn't like help. Especially with a huge mission like this. Will the mission fall through? Or would she need a partner more than ever? Story is ALSO on EPISODE INTERACTIVE! @ms_writer ~Spy ~Romance ~Mystery ~#1 #nancydrew #spies #agency#desire ~#5 #romantic-thriller