Renee Delilah Parker would describe herself in three words: crazy, ambitious, and fun. She's not your average girl; she gets into trouble at school, doesn't do what her parents ask of her, and likes to sneak out at nights. She can't wait for high school to end so she can pursue her favorite hobby: dancing. Niall Horan is a troublemaker who happens to hate her. He would describe Renee in three words: selfish, spoiled, and annoying. The two of them have never been able to stand each other, ever since Rey moved to a public school 3 years ago. All they have to do is get through their last year of school without killing each other before they will finally get their freedom. But that could be a little tough, since they're stubborn, tough, and strong-willed. Their differences may collide, but at the same time, they sort of complete each other. Too bad hate is much more powerful than love. Or is it?

They met two years ago. They used to be in love. But all they had was summer love because she had to go back, where she managed to move on. Now to years later, she leaves for college in New York, ready to start a new life with her cousin and her boyfriend. Then one night changes everything and all the memories come rushing back. She finds herself falling in love with him once again. But things are more complicated this time. Will she get a second chance with The One That Got Away? -- A punk Niall Horan fan fiction. Warnings: graphic sexual content, language, drug use, death, self harm, and mentions of eating disorder. The story is set in 2015, two years later, when Rey is 18 and Niall is 21. SEQUEL TO TEENAGE DIRTBAG -- (credits to @Cupcaribo for the cover!)

Renee Delilah Parker has always been an average girl. She had average grades, she was funny and a basic tomboy. Her mother sends her to spend the Summer in Mullingar, with her paranoid grandmother, her grumpy grandfather and her slutty cousin. She doesn't want to do anything but stay inside all day on Tumblr. It all changes for her when she meets Niall Horan, the bad boy. Niall's tattoos, his attitude and his flirty ways annoy her, but she can't help the attraction he feels towards him. They're complete opposites: he's the punk bad boy, while she's the goody two-shoes. Soon, he shows her what his life is all about: skating, smoking, drinking, partying, drugs and sex. The normal life of a teenage dirtbag. Without either of them noticing, the start to fall in love. But what will happen when she'll have to leave Mullingar, to go back to London? Is it just a fling for them, just a normal summer love? Find out in Teenage Dirtbag. A punk Niall Horan fan fiction.

When Jackson Welch trotted onto court three at the Corrigan Country Club, Charlotte Yates looked on with distaste. He was short, lanky and had a weak backhand. When Jack first caught sight of Charlotte he was smitten and did everything in his power to be closer to the dark-skinned girl with wild, curly hair and a serve almost as good as his. Twenty years later, the two are as close as ever, but what happens when Jack starts to realize his want for something more than friendship? Well, the ball is in his court. Read to find out if he takes the shot! -- completed start | 11.20.18 - 4.2.19 | end peak #1 interracial #2 poc #8 bwwm

For Rachel Beckett the Olympics was a huge defining moment in her life, something she had been working tirelessly towards since she was five years old. Winning that gold medal meant everything to her and when she finally got there and choked, her life was turned upside down. What do you do when everything you've worked for your whole life is gone and you instantly go from being America's Sweetheart to a laughing stock? Well I can tell you what Rachel did. She ran. She moved to Texas, changed her hair color, started going by her middle name and tried to forget she ever did figure skating. When she finally went back to her hometown three years later to visit her family, she ran into her old figure skating coach and he convinced her that she could have a second chance to make her dream of Olympic gold happen. Falling in love with the new hockey coach wasn't part of the plan. Making her comeback ended up being a lot harder than she thought it would be, especially when family turmoil, anxiety, tragedy and love get in the way, but maybe a second chance and someone to believe in her is all she needs to make it happen. **** Very mature themes & sexual content - 18+ only!

[sandejas boys 3] He's checked off everything--smell, sight, sound. Taste, touch. And she hates him. "What the fuck do I do." "Fuck if we know," Kol bites out. "You're on your fucking own," Yvo says. Some fucking help his brothers are.

[sandejas boys 2] "The fuck did you do to make her like you." Yvo blows out his smoke. "Fuck if I know." Kol scowls. "Taste and touch," his older brother says. "Ask her. They're the only ones fucking left."

[sandejas boys 1] He hates her so much he can't think of anything else. She's invaded his senses--smell, sight, sound. What's left? Ah. Taste and touch.

FREE STORY. PAID BONUS CHAPTERS. There's a thin line between love and hate. One thing Rosalie Jackson knows for sure is that what she feels towards star college hockey player Roman King is definitely hate and that feeling is mutual. Having hated each other ever since they met in freshman year under not-so-great circumstances, nothing has changed two years on. What they see as hate everyone else sees as sexual tension, and there are only so many insults they can throw at each other before that tension is released. Their feud continues through junior year and as much as they would love to avoid each other at all costs, they keep getting thrown together under the worst circumstances possible. As their rivalry heats up, so do their consequences. Stuck with each other for a full year, they'll find themselves spending more and more time together than ever before. Hockey games, temptation, and science experiments will go wrong. At the end of it all, maybe, just maybe, they'll become each other's perfect obsession. [The Jackson Family Series Book 2 - can be read as standalone]

"You no tell this girl that I said, I want no relations with a darkie?" She spat to me, making my eyes go wide. What? I thought to myself and Gio tried pulling me away but I snatched away from him, knowing I heard right this time. "Wait, what?" I spoke out loud and Gi grabbed me roughly, trying to pull me away again. "Why you saying these things? She's beautiful." I heard his abuelita sticking up for me as she stood to her feet and all the guys began to as well, telling their mom that she was wrong for what she was doing. "That puta heard me." She spat, pointing her finger at me. "You're too dark." She held up a brown paper bag that she was drinking her beer out of. "You no match this bag or lighter, you're too dark." "You look too much like his father. I no want you around me." She shooed me off, instantly breaking my heart into a billion pieces as I looked up at Giovanni who was looking down at me with hurt in his eyes. "Baby, please." He begged and I shook my head at him in disgust before putting my attention back onto her. "Get that darkness out of here, Giovanni. She's a demon." "Only demons have her color." She kept on going and I felt sick to my stomach in this moment as I stood there in complete shock.