"Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name he glanced up, and if his green eyes hadn't frozen me in place already, the unimpressed look he gave me would've done it right away. [BOOK ONE] [BOOK TWO - AQUARELLE] Started: Feb 2018 Completed: April 2019 18/01/19 #1 in fanfiction 28/09/18 #1 in harrystyles 06/10/18 #1 in harry • THE FICTION AWARDS WINNER 2019 - BEST FANFICTION •

"Hey, Sierra" he said, wetting his cherry lips with his tongue while staring at me, a somewhat amused look in his green irises. And in that moment, I realised that I was screwed. [BOOK TWO - read Artwork first] 2/11/19 #86 in fanfiction

Madelyn Waters, eighteen, is not your typical high schooler. With a secret manipulative ability, as well as being charismatic and extremely promiscuous, she finds herself lost in a never-ending infatuation with older men. All of that stays in tact until her eyes fall upon a man with a daughter near her age, one in which she befriends to get closer to her main goal. She is willing to test her morals to no extent in order to have this man, while unintentionally discovering that buried deep within her soul is a girl who simply wants to be loved. She learns of love, rejection, and most of all, she discovers herself, while also igniting an illicit affair.

[Featured in Cosmopolitan Magazine!] Have you ever heard that phrase 'Living the Life of Riley?' It's a reference to a life that's carefree and easy. People assume my life is like that. Friends, college, hot boyfriend, the world on a silver platter. What a load of crap. My friends are questionable, college is a drag and my hot boyfriend? Turns out he's a cheating son-of-a-bitch who has left God knows what in my C U Next Tuesday. These are the things I'm contemplating as I stress out in the crowded waiting room of the campus walk-in clinic.

• MATURE STORY • Sydney couldn't help but give her best friend curious eyes after that encounter, watching the stunning man walk away from the corner of her eyes. She saw how he stopped to stare at her best friend. "Care to explain?" she asked, a small smile beginning to erupt. "We're just friends, barely friends even." Grace told Sydney. "But 'just friends' don't look at each other like that, Grace." ♡♡♡♡♡ Grace Sinclair is a sweet, gentle, florist. She owns her own little flower boutique named 'Daisy-Chains'. Ares is the War of God, he's the James Dean of Olympus, angry eyes and deliciously sinful. Zeus, his father, has had enough, demanding for Ares to start acting like the God that he is, Zeus demands marriage, preferably with Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love. Ares decides to pull a classic move on the day of his wedding, 'the run away Groom'. He soon finds himself down on earth in a small little flower store where he meets the temptress he had no idea he'd been waiting for. Grace knows Ares is devastatingly handsome, charming and confident. He is also a conceited, hedonistic playboy, who knows no boundaries. Grace desperately does not want to be attracted to him, but she can't control the overwhelming effect he has on her. Every instinct is telling her to run, to protect herself, so she does, but Ares is not so willing to let her go. He wants her and is determined to have her. She knows she's heading for heartbreak, but how can she run when he won't let her? ♡♡♡♡♡ "I'm going to ruin you. I"ll be your first, and I'll fuck you so thoroughly that I'll be your last, too. You won't want any other man after I've gotten my hands on you. Every last inch of you. You're mine." "I hate you!" she screamed, her eyes lighten with a fierce rage, tears streaming down her face, her fists throwing themselves at his chest repeatedly. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you." she cried. "S'agapo." he whispered, gently wiping her tears away.

A story about a girl who sends letters to a neighbor.

'You merely adopted darkness, I was born into it.' *** Violet had the tendency to run away from her demons and hide behind a facade that protected her from the world full of chaos and harsh reality. But what happens when she is forced to confront it,when she has no other option but to face it,when she is seduced to towards it? On one very normal and mundane day of her life, she meets an irresistible and utterly terrifyingly dark Italian version of her own personal Adonis and her world changes, irrevocably. *** 'I found the Devil. I found him in my Lover.' *** WARNING: This book contains strong language and sexual content. Read at your own risk. And the updates will be super slow so don't kill me... (On A Temporary Haitus) © All Rights Reserved

Gangs. That was the one thing that had ruined Evelyn Summers life since the start. With her brother being the leader of “The London's Eyes,”growing up in a world of cruelty was something Evelyn Summers had to become accustomed to. But thing's about to get a whole lot worse. Gangs are starting to form all over London- with the intention of destroying London's Eyes. What will happen when the leader of the most powerful gang offers protection in exchange for Evie? Will Evie be able to survive Sebastian King? She just might have to- because as we all know, Sebastian isn't planning on letting her go any time soon. +++++ Our breaths were heavy and ragged, our chests skimming against each other. "You're no good for me." I whispered, my eyes searching his emotionless ones. "Well that's just too bad, now is it?" +++++

"Lie to me," she whispered, her brown eyes glazing with tears, "tell me that you won't leave me again, that I'm the only one..." she gulped, feeling her bottom lip trembling with emotion as she fought to contain her calm composure, "that...that you love me." He nodded, rubbing his thumb against her cheekbone, caressing the freckles he adored so much and whispered, "I will never leave you again," his ocean blue eyes stared deep into hers, the intensity making her weak at the knees, "you're the only one, Savannah." Blake touched her bottom lip, making it tremble harder under his touch and he gave her a lopsided smile, "And I love you." His lips pressed against hers gently, making her gasp in anticipation and it was the most amazing feeling she had felt since he had left her. Everything felt in place, in order, she felt at home. But she knew it wouldn't last and she understood; she told him to tell her a lie. But the sincerity in his voice and eyes was clearer than any crystals in the universe. Maybe, just maybe, they were just white lies. ~*~ P u b l i s h e d : 1 1 / 1 7 / 1 5 C o v e r : m e

The end of the year is two weeks away, which means it's time for the final project. Baby Project 2.0 Not only will two students need to raise a baby together, but they will need to do so while living together for two weeks. Two weeks of Lane Evans and Dawn Caparelli. Alone. No parents. No teachers. No supervision. Copyright © 2014 IziKing. All rights reserved.