"Tell me why'd have to hit and run me? Now I'm all alone cryin' ugly." In which, the Lockwood queen B of Mystic Falls had her heart broken by the Original hybrid 17 years ago. BEST RANKINGS #1 IN ELIJAHMIKEALSON #1 IN BONNIEBENNETT #2 IN REBEKAHMIKAELSON #2 IN ALARICSALTZMAN #2 IN CAROLINEFORBES #2 IN JOSIESALTZMAN #2 IN FREYAMIKAELSON #2 IN DAVINACLAIRE #2 IN HAYLEYMARSHALL #2 IN DAMONSALVATORE #2 IN STEFANSALVATORE #3 IN KOLMIKAELSON #4 IN KLAUSMIKAELSON #4 IN LIZZIESALTZMAN #5 IN HOPEMIKAELSON #5 IN LEGACIES

𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝-𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝟏𝟖+ Aurellia never thought in a million years that a simple house party could turn into total madness. Drunkenness blacked out her mind completely. When she wakes up, she's sitting in the back seat of a car with an unknown guy staring at her in the rearview mirror, and the door is locked. It turned out to be the brother of her best friend. A total psychopath who lurks in the shadows with every step and every breath that she takes after he has seen her at the party. Now, he won't leave her be, even if she begs him on her knees. ALL RIGHTS ARE MINE. IF YOU TRY TO COPY, I'LL TAKE LEGAL ACTION. Rankings: #1 in Crazy (sep 2025) #1 in Psychopath (sep 2025) #1 in Bestfriendsbrother (sep 2025) #1 in Morallygray (sep 2025) #1 in Smutish (oct 2025)

Completed • First Draft - not edited. || "You gonna sit there all night?" Luka glances at me, smirking. I glare back. "I was enjoying the last few seconds of peace before having to spend an evening pretending to like you." "That's funny," he says, unbuckling his seatbelt. "Why?" I snap. "Because I was thinking the same thing." || The rules? Easy enough. 1. Pretend to be the perfect couple. 2. Keep it professional. 3. And whatever you do, don't. catch. feelings. Simple, right? Sofia Calloway never planned on going viral for throwing a drink in Luka Mikhaylov's face. But one video, one pissed-off hockey star, and one furious university later... she's suddenly stuck in a fake relationship with the guy she can't stand. He needs to clean up his image before the NHL draft. She needs the free tuition that comes with the deal. All they have to do is smile for the cameras, hold hands at the games, and act like they don't want to strangle each other. Then come the late-night arguments that last too long. The stolen glances that feel too dangerous. The moment where "pretend" starts looking way too real. Because when you break the rules, someone's bound to lose. And this time, it might be both of them.

"Who did this to you?" I didn't look at him. I couldn't. I stared at the glass in my hands. My knuckles were scraped. One nail was broken. I didn't remember when that happened. I opened my mouth but nothing came out. His fingers twitched against the sheets. His eyes never left me. "Ella" he said again, quieter now. "Tell me who did this." My throat closed. I tried to speak. Tried again. And then, in the smallest, ugliest voice I'd ever heard from myself: "Nathan." The name barely passed my lips.

Rose has spent her life in the shadows quiet, reserved, and invisible. But when Luciano Gomez steps into her world, she learns what it means to be seen. Luciano doesn't ask. He takes. He calls her BABY in a voice that drips with possession, staking his claim with every touch, every whispered demand. Wealthy, ruthless, and dangerously obsessed, he craves Rose in a way that borders on madness. She's his to protect. His to spoil. His to break. She should run. She knows it. But when a man like Luciano decides you belong to him... There's nowhere left to hide. #1 in CONTROL #1 in AdultRomance #1 in Luxury

Alora Finley is used to being the girl no one really sees. Dark-skinned, sharp-tongued, and quiet about the mental weight she carries, she's spent her high school years flying under the radar-until one summer changes everything. Her body matures, her confidence shifts, and for once, she's not hiding. But just as she's learning how to take up space, Devon-her too-loud, half-decent older brother-comes back from football camp... and he brings him. August Miller. Senior. Quarterback. Best friend to her brother. Walking ego with a smirk that's ruined more girls than he can count. And her lifelong enemy. They've never liked each other. Never tried to. Their jabs are sharper than knives, their tension always just a little too close to fire.But something's different this time. August sees her now. And he doesn't like it. He doesn't like how other guys are looking at her. He doesn't like that she's not afraid to look back. And he sure as hell doesn't like the way he starts to look at her. But Alora's done being quiet. She's done being the girl in the background. And August? He's not ready for the kind of girl she's becoming

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

* * * Lauren Collins is a good girl. She's responsible and shy but has a tight knit group of friends, excellent grades, and is dating Thomas Clark, a popular football player at Littleton High School. Nathan Rhodes is a bad boy. There are too many rumors to count about the times he's been in jail, or come close to it. But behind the tough, arrogant bad boy facade, Nathan is a mysterious, observant guy with a few too many unrevealed secrets for Lauren's taste. When Lauren finds out her boyfriend has been using her for sex, she decides it's time to quit playing nice. With the help of her best friend, Lauren decides to create a social experiment that makes her become popular and outspoken; she goes from being invisible to being the center of attention overnight. She even seems to capture the attention of Nathan Rhodes. Both of them of secrets that they don't want to share. Both of them have enemies they want to get back at. Both of them have to realize that they aren't so different after all. * * * disclaimer: so far this story is unedited, and will probably remain unedited until i complete it. enjoy!