Sky Jenkins has the biggest crush on a guy from her school. She takes a leap of faith and asks popular girl, Vanessa Adams, to teach her a few seduction tricks. Surprisingly, she agrees and they start hanging out everyday after school. Teaching her how to kiss and flirt. What happens when there's a school trip to Italy and a kissing booth fundraiser? Will Sky realize it's not the boy that she should be after?

Becky who just broke up with her girlfriend decides to go for a summer camp in England. Freen was forced to go to a summer camp in England with her friends. Will they meet and bond ? How can we tame a broken heart who lost the belief in love.

[COMPLETED ] ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ In a world full of Mafia and Assassins, Only the Devils and the Demons survive, What happens if 𝗗𝗘𝗩𝗜𝗟𝗦 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒 meet? ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ This fanfiction is made for shippers and not intended for bashers, so if you don't feel comfortable of the ships in this story please ignore. 🥀SHIPS -Taennie -Liskook -jinsoo -jirosé Highest rank: #1 on bangpink out of 2.9k stories #1 on taennie out of 2.55k stories #1 on Liskook out of 4.5k stories #12 on rapmon out of 5.52k #1 on Jirose out of 2.47k stories #2 on Jinsoo out of 2.72k stories ⚠️PLAGIARISM IS A FVCKING CRIME⚠️

- "What are you doing to me Marissa??" She said while holding my waist firmly "I'm not doing anything to you Brooke." I said lowly "I was just your lawyer." She said "And I was just your client." I said looking down at her lips "But we got each other feeling differently." We said at the same time as we leaned in to close the gap that was in between us. I closed my eyes and waited for the kiss. And eventually we kissed. Sparks flew around us... - What happens when Marissa gets shattered by her first lover. Will she be able to move on or she'll stay miserable her whole life?? What actually happens when she meets the lawyer behind her case?? Will she experience new sparks or will she shut down her emotions??

Paris Du Pont was the queen of her school. Turns heads when she walks, she was the type of person people practically worshiped. Anything she ever wanted was merely just a swipe away. With rich parents and a face of an angel, nothing was ever out of arms reach. Mayson Amore was the complete opposite. She blended into the crowd, except when she couldn't, never spoke unless spoken to, and always had her head in music sheets or books. With non existent parents, money was always an issue. With strict parents and failing classes, Paris needs to quickly get her grades up before her parents notice, while Mayson needs a muse for her fast-approaching deadline for an art project. Can they help one another before it's too late? this is basically like a modern version of titanic so enjoy!!

A zombie outbreak, seven survivors, and a deadly secret. When BTS and seven girls cross paths, a single touch changes everything-why don't the girls burn? Who is their true enemy? Can devils and fairies fight together, or will love doom them all? (Y/N as elara is just a side character, appearing later!) 😈✨

The Nevermore courtyard was eerily silent, frost clinging to the edges of Enid's pastel sweater as she clutched the torn edges of a letter. The ink had bled from rain-Wednesday's precise, razor-sharp script now smudged into ghosts of words. "By the time you read this, I'll be across the continent." Enid's claws unsheathed, puncturing the paper. She could still smell the faint trace of Wednesday's bergamot and gunpowder scent on it. Flashback: Three nights prior. Wednesday had pinned her against the velvet drapes of their dorm, fingers tangled in Enid's gold-streaked hair. "Listen to me, cara mia," she'd hissed, breath hot against Enid's throat. "If they come for me, you run. You live." Enid had laughed, sharp and broken. "You're such a hypocrite. You'd burn the world for me but won't let me-" Wednesday silenced her with a kiss that tasted like blood and desperation. Present. Enid's phone buzzed-a new message from an unknown number. A single lyric from that song they'd slow-danced to in the crypts: "Baby, I would die for you, yeah." The werewolf bared her fangs at the full moon. "Oh, mon petit cauchemar," she whispered to the wind. "You idiot. I'm coming to die with you." - Note: This collection contains adult themes, including smutty encounters, angsty emotions and tender moments. Recommended for mature readers only.

Becky Armstrong is in love with her co-artist and best friend Freen Sarocha from the very first sight. The unrequited feelings start suffocating her and then she meets a new friend, an artist she has adored for years, LingLing Sirilak Kwong. The new found friendship and solace lifts up Becky's spirits ... But will it last forever?! This is my original story and it is requested to not copy or plagiarize the story without permission.