Idek know what this is or is going to be. I just decided to open this blank document and write all my brain rot down in hopes that by the end, there is a story. No plan, no clue... just a mentally unstable girl and her keyboard.

After DC told me I fit the qualifications of someone he'd murder, I never wanted to speak to him again. So I probably shouldn't have blamed him for something he didn't do, against someone he couldn't stand. It sort of cheesed him off... Okay, this is what happened: Patrick Graywake - high school basketball god - lost his diary. I - high school nobody with debilitating shyness - found said diary. Let's just say "circumstances" led me to publicizing the item in question for the entire high school to peruse. And when caught? ... Yeah, I might have accidentally blamed my next door neighbor, DC Birch. Who scares the pee out of me! So now DC thinks I owe him and he thinks I can repay him by singing in his band. And I think I have to because I'm about ninety-nine percent sure he'll kill me if I don't. Now I'm on the radar of an angry jock, a drummer with an anger management problem, a bitter ex-girlfriend, and a possible sociopath... Oh boy.

"Останови машину," I commanded. (Stop the car) The driver, whose name I'd forgotten, obeyed. Stepping out, I walked towards the boys, hearing their laughter and insults. I jogged over, drawing my gun from the holster at my waist, and snapped, "Тебя никто не учил манерам?" (Did no one ever teach you any manners?) The color drained from their faces, and they scattered. Approaching the corner where they had been standing, my heart clenched. There, on the cold ground, lay a girl, shivering in nothing but a dirty, torn t-shirt. ♡♡︎♡︎ A small, naive girl with no shelter. A feared mafia boss known as the Angel of Death...What will happen when their paths cross?

"WE NEED TO FUCKING CATCH HIM!" the bastard running behind me, yelled to his partner. It was was the middle of the night, I was running away, not caring about anything but getting myself out of this mess. I turned left and kept running as fast as I could, I've never been in this neighbourhood before. I looked around searching for any escape when I spotted an open window, fuck yeah. It was a bit high but I could manage. I climbed one of the trees close enough to the window and got in, It was a dark room, I looked around and almost choke on my own saliva from the shock. A little girl was sleeping peacefully on her small bed... ♡♡︎♡︎ She was the quiet girl, a nobody. He was the opposite a criminal, a well known one...He saw her just once and couldn't get her out of his mind.

A fire that needs it's fuel, a bull that doesn't chase after red, the devil that lost its touch. April Catch lost the only thing that kept her alive, and left her with a woman that fuels off of her fear. April wasn't always like this, no, she used to be the most fearsome girl you could ever meet. But the wind that passed by also took her father's soul with it, and with his soul was April's heart. She felt alone, like no one could fix her, she felt like a puzzle with all of the wrong pieces. But every puzzle can be solved, but who was the one to do it? He's rude, he's mean, and he sure as hell doesn't care. His actions affect others more than he thinks, his words sink deeper into their skin, and his presence makes everyone cower in fear; but April keeps her head down so much she doesn't notice. Curiosity killed the cat, but he took the cat out of the bag. His sudden interest in April takes a rough turn and he's not afraid to crash. Will Axel somehow bring April back to life? Could April let him into her heart? Will she break down her walls or build them up even higher? Is Axel really willing to dive deep into April's waters just to pull her treasure to the surface? Two teens means double trouble, but which one is more of the delinquent?

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~

" W..what are you-" " Do you want me to show all those people who you belong to the easy way or the hard way?" He says deeply, a dark look in his eyes as he looks down at my lips then back to my eyes. I feel my heart start to beat insanely fast at his close presence, the smell of his expensive cologne intoxicating me, almost like he was trying to lure me into his lips. • Sofia Novikov, youngest daughter of the Russian Mafia leader was kept away from the public eye her whole life. Her sister Anastasia Novikov however was always in the spotlight. With her perfect figure and personality everyone adored her. She was the sunshine and could do anything you could think of, she was everything any girl wished to be. What happens when ruthless and cold hearted Italian Mafia leader Connor Agosti is to be arranged in a marriage with one of the Novikov sister?

Olivia Windsor is a famed fashion model and socialite living in New York City. With her radiant looks and slender frame, the twenty-two-year-old is the face of highly coveted editorials. Olivia effortlessly follows the stringent requirements of the model industry, until one serendipitous night when her entire life changed. Parker Baylor, the new team captain for the New York Blaze, is at the all time high of his career. As one of the best professional hockey players in the NHL and the most eligible bachelor in the city, he's living the high life of a twenty-five-year-old. That all comes to an end with one run-in with an enticing brunette. Who would have expected their single encounter to result in a lifelong bind? ** undergoing major editing **

Penelope pouts her lips and squeezes her eyeballs shut, scrunching her nose. "What the hell are you doing?" "I'm thinking." "Looks like a lot of effort to think." ~~ Penelope is a local sunshine girl trying to get through life and make friends. She's always optimistic and tries to find the best in people, even if those people, are the ones that hurt her. Parker is a grumpy, mechanic. His mind is always racing and body always tense. He doesn't express himself way others do. He's cold, and arrogant, until a little sunshine comes into his life.

Pro hockey star, Christian Brooks, has everything he ever needed as a starting forward Right Winger, and a three year old daughter. Or, so he thought. When Brinley Cameron's newest patient happens to be, a star hockey player, for her favorite team's biggest rival's, daughter. She never thought she'd find herself quickly getting over her ex fiancé, and falling into the world that is: Christian Brooks. * Christian I never thought I'd need someone more than Charlie, that is, until I met her. Meet: Brinley Cameron, one of my daughter's surgeon, southern sass at its finest, slight pain in my ass, and the girl I can't get off my mind, no matter how hard I try. Brinley I always assumed Christian Brooks was a jerk. He was an antagonizer on the ice, that meant he was one off the ice too, right? Wrong. He was the total opposite. In fact, I couldn't help myself from melting into a puddle every time I saw him interact with his daughter. And I definitely could help the fact that I found myself wanting to be around him, 24/7. (#1 - singleparent) ~ 1/12/23 (#2 - surgeon) ~ 1/10/23 (#11 - hockey) ~ 1/10/23 (#1 - sports) ~ 3/14/23 (#3 - cancerpatient) ~ 1/10/23 (#6 - singledad) ~ 1/10/23 (#8 - nhlhockey) ~ 1/10/23 (#670 - sportsromance) ~ 1/10/23 (#458 - maturescenes) ~ 1/10/23