Rodzeństwo Mitchellów ledwo wiązało koniec z końcem, mieszkając w fatalnych warunkach w małym mieście Bleakburn, aż do tragicznego zdarzenia, które zmieniło ich losy. Po śmierci ciotki zostają uratowani przez Xanthe'a Wannera, dalekiego kuzyna, o istnieniu którego nie mieli pojęcia. Zmuszeni do opuszczenia domu, przenoszą się do North Falls, gdzie mieszka Wanner. Nie podejrzewali, że ta przeprowadzka okaże się punktem zwrotnym ich życia, gdyż miasto skrywa tajemnice, a jego mieszkańcy mają obsesję na punkcie Halloween. Horror 18 +

Evelyn Wolff is a beautiful, intelligent and talented girl. But her dad Toto Wolff has deemed her 'untouchable'. He claims that no boy is good enough for his daughter. But does Evelyn continue to listen to her father, when she suddenly meets the formula 1 world with new eyes. Read the story and find out;) //contains swearing//

One year after breaking up with Charles Leclerc, Grace Diaz finally allows herself to have a fun night out with her best friend. After dancing with a handsome stranger, things get heated and she spends the night at his place. However he wasn't a stranger after all but none other than Arthur Leclerc... After a year of breaking up with the love of his life, Charles is finally able to concentrate on the race again but what happens when he lays eyes on her again? Will he be able to escape his past or will it come back to haunt his future? ----------------------------- •love triangle •second chance romance •formula one fanfiction

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

When Alexis agrees to help the school's player, she must guard the secret that could unravel everything - even as unexpected feelings complicate the game. *** What happens when Alexis Dawson, the 'resident loser' of Redwood High, agrees to help the school's notorious player, Aaron Walker? How can she stop herself from falling for him? It isn't all love and romance - Alexis has a secret of her own. Join them on a journey of jealousy, betrayal, trust, friendship, and love. A little favour just got a whole lot more complicated. *** He was so close, his breath hit my lips. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips. I stared intently, awaiting his next move. His lips fell near my ear. "Shut up and kiss me" He whispered roughly. A chill shot up my spine. I pulled back, staring at his eyes and leaned in...

Blair Clarke uczęszcza do prywatnej szkoły z internatem. Prowadzi względnie spokojne życie, dopóki na jej drodze nie staje uczeń klasy wyżej - Victor Fournier. Ten sarkastyczny brunet na pozór chce uprzykrzyć życie dziewczyny, ale jakie intencje naprawdę kryją się za jego słowami i zachowaniem? ,,Bo najgorsi kłamcy są tymi, którzy najlepiej kłamią, gwiazdko" - fragment opowiadania Nie wiem, kiedy będą rozdziały, ale miło będzie, jeśli coś po sobie zostawisz ❤️ ❗️Jakiekolwiek podobieństwa do innych książek są zupełnie przypadkowe❗️

Avia faces the death of her twin brother Luke in the mafia world. She's loosing all hope and just wants to be reunited with him again. Gabriel has been best friends with Luke since they were 3 but left 4 years ago without a word and has no idea that Luke is dead. What happens when Avia and Gabriel stumble across each other in a club one night? Will Avia get the answers of her twins death or will she be pushed to the breaking point?

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)