"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Entangled Book #1 -Wattpad featured story- Ariana Jones is a sweet, innocent, and smart girl who has been battling a lot of issues all her life. She is broken and wants love, care, and respect, but all she has is hope. The hope of receiving what she hasn't ever even a bit. However, her hopes crumbled down when she was told to marry a man whom she never met before. Xavier knight has it all that she's been yearning for. He has everything he wants. But the only thing he didn't want at the moment was to be emotionally blackmailed into a marriage by his own parents. He's upset about the abrupt change in his life and blames it on her. He judges However, he has a change of heart when he gets to know her. ***It is usually said that a woman is behind a man's success, however, in this story, you'll see how a man changed the life of the woman he married to and proved that not every entanglement is painful... Because some entanglements are those from which you never want to come out....*** Let's look into the journey of a girl who has nothing but the hope of living a peaceful life. **I do not allow my work to be used or adapted in any way without my permission.** ©All rights reserved

[WATTY WINNER - NOW PUBLISHED ✨ Find it on Amazon and in local bookstores!] Noah Archer dates girls for two weeks and then moves on-but none of his exes seem to mind. Skyler Fox can't figure it out. When her best friend becomes Noah's latest "victim," Sky decides it's time to expose him. Her plan? Be the next girl he dates. Charming and confident, Noah accepts Sky's unexpected dating proposal. Beneath his reputation, Noah is searching for something real, driven by a secret. Each short-lived relationship is his way of chasing a connection before it's too late. Sky sets out to expose Noah, but the closer she gets, the more she starts to question her motives... and her heart. As their two weeks unfold and Noah's secrets begin to surface, Sky is forced to confront the one question she never expected: can she be the one to break his two-week streak? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For fans of contemporary, humorous, clean teen romance by Beth Reekles, Sarah Dessen, and Jenny Han comes a debut YA novel about uncovering secrets, challenging first impressions, and discovering that love-and people-are far more complicated than they seem.

"Sarah Malik, a small-town Canadian high schooler, has always lived up to her well-respected image. But when she develops feelings for the two Smith brothers, Jake and James, she's thrown into a complicated love triangle. Sarah is stuck between two guys who are both in love with her, and she has to navigate the complexities of her emotions as well as the pressures of her small-town community. Will Sarah be able to sort out her feelings and make a decision, or will the love triangle drive her to desperation? Join Sarah on her journey of self-discovery, and see what happens when she finds herself at the center of a tangled web of love, jealousy, and desire." __¤¸¸.•'¯'•¸¸.•..>> •<<..•.¸¸•'¯'•.¸¸¤__ Assalamualaikum everyone, I recently became interested in dwelling in the writing art, so this is my first time as a writer. I am a normal reader like the rest of you, so please bare with me and support me. I would love to hear your feedback and suggestions. This is a journey that I am excited to embark on and I hope to improve with every new piece of writing. Thank you all for your support and encouragement. -------------~••░▒▓██▓▒░••~---------- All the characters and events from this book is completely fictional and if it relate to any body or any one in real life it's completely co-incidence. Can

IVY'S SALVADOR life has only led up to one thing; following in her father's footsteps. The only problem is that she doesn't want to live her life that way, but she doesn't know how to change that. Her life has always felt so boring and bland since it's only been going in one direction.. she needed a way out; an alternative, something different. MYLES CROWELL was a rule breaker, he never followed along the lines of everyone in the city or the school. He was bound to be kicked out; everyone wanted him gone, he brought nothing but recklessness and a bad name for the school. He wasn't the perfect guy but he was different, he wasn't the same as everyone else that Ivy knew. He didn't show up to every boring lecture and he didn't take shit from every stuck-up jock. Soon enough a deal becomes between the two, an eye for a eye. This deal forms an alliance and somehow a friendship. This friendship maintains, that is until some feelings are being harder and harder to hide. • • • His eyes stayed set on me, my heart racing as if I'd just run a marathon. I looked down at the touch to the side of me, his hands gripping my hips, leading me. I picked up his speed and grinded slowly, not even a few seconds in and a groan elicited from him, "you know how good you look on top of me?" I smiled, pressing down on his bare chest, my hands itching to move further down. As I was itching to do something, so was he, his eyes following my bruised lips and I could see every thought in that head of his. "No.. tell me ."

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)

❝There is nothing to be sorry about, Dylans. It's not your fault. You didn't do anything.❞ I crave academic validation. But so does he... It is clear Dakota Reid and Nyla Dylans were close. Outside of school grounds, they were what most would call close friends. Always fooling around and putting up with each other's remarks. All until Nyla moved away from Presley in the sixth grade. She finally got out of Dakota's hair and he could breath a sigh of relief. He didn't realize how fast almost seven years can truly go by until Nyla moves back to the city she was born and raised in. Dakota was always number one... but not for long. Nyla wants Valedictorian just as much as Dakota does. Now the two are tied. Test time is coming up? Good, now who will get the higher grade? Partner projects? No worries, they will never choose each other. They know working together is impossible. There are no words to describe them other than academic rivals. Being next-door neighbors only made their competition stronger. Will Dakota be able to follow in his father's footsteps fast enough or will Nyla beat him to the number one spot? The end of the first semester is approaching faster than one could speak. Which star student will be labeled Valedictorian? Only the two-digit number most would call GPA will let them find out. Oh rivalry. This should be fun. ✰dual point of view ✰can be read as a stand-alone #1 in rivals 11/12/2021

'Look at me, Celeste,' he gently lifts her chin up with the tips of his slender fingers. 'I'm right here, okay?' *** When Celestine Vora enrols at the elite Marion University to study medicine, the last person she expected to come face to face with was Adrian Schulz. Always condescending, never conceding. As her brother's best friend, he always caught glances of her in the background, the silent, quiet shadow of an adopted girl who never quite matched her brother's innate talent. One who always seemed to be a hindrance, his biggest competitor for valedictorian in high school. He was looking forward to a fresh start. That is, until she shows up in front of his apartment in the middle of the night, and shakily utters the words, 'He's missing.' ~ [This is a work of fiction. All events and characters are fake.]

"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