Nolan, an unapproachable guy who ignores the existence of all his schoolmates, sleeps in all of his classes. Normally, this wouldn't be Chelsea Arnold's problem-she does her best to pay attention in class and attends gym like a good, normal student. Unfortunately, she just so happens to be his assigned desk partner in many classes. She's frequently forced to wake him in English class and ends up earning the unofficial title of Nolan's Wake-up Alarm-a title that nobody in the entire school covets. The last thing she wants is to interact with him more than she absolutely has to. One day, their gym teacher sends her to bring him back to class, which he always skips for some reason. When she accidentally shines her flashlight in his sleeping face, it triggers a chain of events that gradually intertwines their lives together. It's hard to be a normal student when you start befriending the school oddball. It doesn't help that he has more secrets than the Big Ben has stairs. ----- Complete. (first person, past tense, slowburn) ----- 1st place in Humor Category of Psychological Novel Reads Contest 2020 (29 Sep 2020) ----- Started: April 28, 2020 Completed: July 23, 2021 Word Count: 160K+ ----- The sequel, The Tortoise and His Sunrise, is up on my profile now!

We're not in love. Our past is a dumpster fire. The best we are is friends with benefits... without the friends' part. Jake Harrison, USC's star quarterback, goes through girls faster than jock straps. If that's not disgusting enough, he's my best friend's brother and my prime motivation for celibacy. Transferring to UCLA means finally getting out of my dad's house. All I want is to stay under the social radar, make Dad proud by earning my paralegal certification, and get out of Los Angeles. When Jake learns I'm nearby, the cocky jerk will stop at nothing to rekindle what didn't work before. He thinks he's grown and matured past the boy who crushed my teenage heart. I think he's taken too many tackles into the turf, but when he proposes a stress management agreement during his season... I can't help but see his point. His seven-and-a-half-inch point. The last time we indulged, we got sloppy. Not the good kind-soul-crushing feelings-sloppy. My brain knows cutting ties was for the best, but the rest of my body still hates me. But I won't be made a fool again. This time, I have rules: No attachment. No cuddles. And no falling in love. Yet, when treacherous feelings resurface, I do the worst thing possible-Break my own rules. This time, whoever falls first isn't getting back up. Story is complete. It will be edited and expanded to 3 books in 2024. Highest ranks: 1 - university, casualsex, nostrings, spinoff, lovehaterelationship, football, steamy, badassreads 2 - college, enemieswithbenefits, collegestories, sports, quarterback, maturelanguage 4 - love! 6 - chicklit 28 - romance! 65 - fiction

She had tears in her eyes and was looking at me with disgust. Our eyes locked and it was like the world disappeared. It was her and me. I was to protect her with every fiber in my being and in that moment I want to cherish and comfort her and hurt whoever did this to her. Then it dawned on me. I did this. I hurt my mate. That thought alone made me want so shrivel in a ball and die. We broke eye contact when she quickly got into her car and drove away. She was my mate. A human. I had to make her love me. I have to make her forgive me. All of the hate for her washed away in that moment, that minute, that second. Disclaimer- I wrote this book when I was super naive and didn't know that the abuse written about in this book is unacceptable and not to be tolerated. Also, it's pretty bad writing. So just keep that in mind too.

I don't own Black Butler :)) You are a half-angel, half-demon... For demons, their hearts don't beat until they pass their soulmate, they don't feel pleasure, they don't feel that many emotions. What happens when Sebastian comes across his soulmate...you. Will you accept or not? This is not modern^^

Cursed the Prince of Dark and Death. The demon that reigned on blood and fear... Forever to roam the ever changing fluid world as an eternal nightmare. The immortal Prince of hate and malice... the only thing that remains of the long lost hollowed out kingdom... the only TRUE remnant of the old ways... the old magic... the pure magic. The magic that made the Dragon Witches in his armies fearsome creatures indeed. Magic that made the roses bloom black and purple with every step he took. Magic that made the world shake at the very sound of his commanding voice. Not even the gods control him. Devils quake and shiver in his very presence. Spirits bend the knees at a single glance of those amber eyes. They say he can never die. Cursed to live with the weight of his sins like a million cinder blocks chained to shackles around his ankles. How else do you pay for the sins of a trillion innocent lives? How else do you repent for the murder of your one true love? How else do you atone for a kingdoms destruction? "Rest not young prince on your bed of nails. Your time is not yet done. For if you sleep your day away you'll miss all the fun. The lives that faded... The blood that spilled... You'll pay for every drop. You'll watch the ever changing world as your forced to rot. So rest not young prince and reap what was sewn. In a world that left you behind, all you be is a man never truly able to atone. Weep not my sweet angel... my dear demon prince of dark and death. For you know in your heart you deserves this pain until your final breath." #1- powersau

Ophelia Potter was anything but normal. Taking the appearance of a youthful 21-year-old, Ophelia admitted defeat and took up her role as the "Master of Death." As time passed, she grew used to the twinge in her heart as she watched her friends and family grow older without her. Ophelia had foreshadowed the impending destruction Voldemort and his cronies would cause but as usual nobody listened to her. Lives were lost but eventually, everyone moved forward. Years passed and 2005 came rolling in, a favor from Poseidon was asked and she took it. He begged her to watch over his son. Oh yeah, Ophelia married Hades, God of the Underworld and King of Riches.... *** NOTES: [Harry Potter x Percy Jackson fanfiction] Disclaimer do not own Harry Potter nor Percy Jackson and etc. Do not own any images/photos shown throughout this book unless said so otherwise. ps. i gave up editing so... Started: Jan. 2, 2018 Completed: Jun. 28, 2018

yn, rotxo, aonong and tsireya have all been inseparable since they were kids. the boys are very protective over the girls and would never even imagine thinking of them as a mate, but this all changes when the forest people arrive the eldest boy starts to show interest in yn rotxo and aonong start to show their true feeling.

"𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘭." in which fei'uey, firstborn daughter of ronal and tonowari, finds herself entangled with toruk makto's eldest son in a time of sorrow and peril. (neteyam x fem! metkayina! oc) playlist made by a reader: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2EFpOXXNKE18BJcy2lAwHG

Most of Bruce Wayne's problems were either solved with his wallet or his fists. But the look that she gave him couldn't be solved with either- face like stone and her stature unwavering. However, he read the teasing message in her eyes loud and clear: "I know something you don't." Which is possibly the worst thing you could say to a man with the title "the World's Greatest Detective." ー [ set in the DCAU universe ] [ Bruce Wayne x fem!oc ] [ @alexaveil ]