𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐎𝐍 is the fireball of the group-the life of the party, the girl who always knows how to have fun, and the friend you can always rely on. She believes in love like it's written in the stars, like it's meant to be grand and all-consuming. But what most people don't see is the bleeding heart beneath her confident smile. The same heart that beats fiercely for love is the same one that shatters the hardest. And now, she's starting to wonder-does love heal, or does it only wound? 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 is the guy who never takes anything seriously. He's the one cracking jokes when the room gets tense, the one who turns everything into a game, the friend who always has your back. People love him for it, but they don't realize that it's his way of keeping his own demons at bay. His laughter masks the weight he carries, the things he'd rather drown in another drink than face. But some pain can't be laughed off, and some losses can't be undone. She's searching for something real. He's terrified of facing reality. But when the lines between them blur, when love becomes both the wound and the cure-will he finally step up before she slips away for good?

This is a story about the discarded-those of us bruised by betrayal, silenced by rumors, lost in the wreckage of broken homes. I'm one of them. Thrown aside by Liam, haunted by a past that never lets me go, and carrying scars no one can see. But even in the dark, Nova's kindness flickers-a fragile spark I still feel in the cracks. Trust is a warzone. Then there's Jexon-dangerous, raw, the kind of storm that drags me in and pushes me out, over and over, testing every limit I thought I had. This isn't a fairy tale. It's the story of the forgotten. The broken. The fierce. Of people like me-fighting to survive, to love, and maybe, just maybe, to finally be seen.

"Breathe." He dipped his head down so that his lips were right at my ear, his strong arm wrapped securely around my waist, molding my body into his. "If you're going to fall apart,." He starts, teeth gritted. "Now's the time. I'll be here to put you back together when it's over." I squeezed my eyes shut again, and I did just that. I fell apart. ******* Secrets. Lies. Deception. Murder. I'd seen and done it all. And not willingly. So I left. I sacrificed my freedom to save myself, and the only way to ensure my own safety was to start over. Clean slate. New people. New me. But the last thing I expected when I arrived at Manonwell Prep Academy was to be bombarded by a boy-no, a man who held some unknown vendetta against me. Call it obsession, infatuation, hatred. To me it was all one in the same. He was everywhere I turned, like a shadow. Watching me. Taunting me. Haunting me. And it was all because of something I did to him a long time ago. It was something so bad that he couldn't stand me, that he wanted me dead, and the idea of making my life a living hell was something that he took pride in. But I didn't remember. I had no clue what I could've done to him in the past, but he was hellbent on pushing me until I did. My plans on starting over were shattered the minute I stepped inside that school. He was the type of person that demanded your attention without having to speak. He was untamed and wild and unhinged. But what he didn't know was that the Winter Travers that he knew in past, the one I didn't remember, was no longer alive. I was different. She was gone and I was here. And he was everything I should've been afraid of. Sinister, quiet, manipulative, but I knew it would be a cold day in hell before I let him win. Ronan was like gasoline waiting to be doused on the fire that inside me, and if he was ready to burn, then so was I.

C O M P L E T E D ☙❦❧ "Who would ever love Medusa?" "The blind," he whispered. ☙❦❧ She was a daughter worth nothing in a family worth everything. They didn't want her and she was hurt. Neglected. On the other side of the same spectrum stood him. Being taken advantage of does a number on many. A childhood is something almost no one forgets and he'll never forget his. So he took his anger out on the punching bag in the abandoned building each night. He can't hold all those frustrations in. Two people broken beyond repair. One too scared and one too angered to just want to be any longer. But one day, they stumble upon each other. And Maddox Lohan knew he had to save Evelyn Moreau from the same fall he would not be able to escape. But was it fair? To show someone a life worth living when he himself did not want to live? ☙❦❧ 1/11/18 - 10/17/19 [ COMPLETED ] [ 4 pre-chapters + 35 chapters + epilogue ] #1 in young adult reads (8/12/19 - 9/20/19) #1 in boxer (8/23/19 - 9/19/29) #2 in teen romance (05/01/20-05/03/20) #29 in teen fiction (03/13/20-03/15/20) Cover by @xtruebeautyx Copyright ©

Book 1 of the Night Sky Duet ___ ___ ___ "Mad she what?" He asks. I lift my head, and force the words out. "She separated us." His brows shoot up. "Oh really?" Then that sweet grin of his makes an appearance. "I knew you liked my company, Lia." Flustered, I turn and begin walking away. "Shut up. Forget I said anything." ___ ___ ___ Emilia Martinez. The beautiful and spirited girl that loved her life. Until an accident broke her spirit . . . and herself. After becoming a shell of the person she used to be, Emilia tackles on her last year of high school. With no regards to actually succeed in her senior year, she gets paired up with the person she least expected. Levi Carter. She doesn't like him; no one does. Yet, her heart disagrees with her head the more time she spends with him. While the world around her is falling apart, she finds peace with the boy whose world was already taken apart. Two broken people brought together. Will they heal? Or will they break each other even further? ___ ___ ___

All she wanted him to do was smile. A love story.

One girl. One Boy. One bus stop. "She walked over to her bus, glancing back at the boy as she did every evening. Only this time, they locked eyes."

Adrienne Faye's life was a mess. A big mess. A 22 year old college student who was not only financially struggling, she was emotionally struggling too, a girl with no friends other than her novels and thoughts which unfortunately did not make for good company. She had so much to pay for, always had so much to do, helping her mother, her grandmother and herself all at once. She was drowning, sinking so damn low, and she wasn't sure if she wanted to swim back up anymore. That is until she's paired up with her antithesis, Karsen Krist, for an assignment that will cost them most of their grade in their final year of college. Unlike Adrienne, Karsen was rich, happy, the college's star football player who as she spends more time with realizes is not as horrible as she thought he'd be, and actually, is just as human as she is. Except that he is much too talkative, too flirty, too smart, too sweet and unfortunately, a little too... desirable. But when you've been in a box so long, it becomes your new home, whether it's comfortable or not. Will he be able to get her out of that box? Or will all their potential end up going in vain? *** #1 in books #1 in art #1 in reversegrumpyxsunshine #1 in collegeromance #1 in player #1 in forcedproximity #1 in flirty #1 in grumpygirl #1 in project #1 in opposites

Willow's always been known as the good girl with the wealthy parents who could do no wrong. Little do they know that this seemingly perfect girl has some less than perfect secrets; and the fact that she's been sneaking out past curfew every night since the beginning of summer isn't the worst one. Distancing herself from the people at school has become lonely, but everything changes when a group of bad boys that she meets after curfew one night transfer to her school and begin to take an interest in her; one even more than the rest. But will they be able to protect her when events from her past re-surface and begin to get her into more trouble than she ever wanted? ********************** We were a circuit, electricity flowing through us at every connection, every light touch igniting a heat that was exhilarating but dangerous. Like we could catch fire and burn to the ground at any second. "Did you take your own advice? Did you ever forgive yourself?" I whispered, my words evaporating in the heat around us. He moved towards me, trapping me against the car door as his lips traced over my jaw, down to my neck. "This," he whispered, his thumb tracing the waistband of my jeans, making my breathing falter. "Allowing myself to feel this happiness, to feel you...this is me forgiving myself." He kissed me, calming the raging storm in me and igniting a new one. I wasn't sure which would cause more destruction, but I knew only one had pretty blue eyes and a effortless smile that could convince me it was all worth it. It probably was.

❝ i'll marry you the second you turn eighteen. ❞ ❝ i'll say yes the second you ask. ❞ millie morgan is the golden girl of her little welsh town. her life is quiet, structured, and a bit suffocating. her father a police officer. her mam runs the charity shop. she had one job, live up to her sisters repuation, but she couldn't think of anything worse. enter spencer kavanagh, all sharp cheekbones, leather jacket, and a rap sheet. he's back in town after a year away "sorting himself out," which everyone knows is code for time in youth detention. rumours fly, but no one really knows the truth, no one dares to ask. millie does. from the moment they meet at a bus stop in the rain, they're circling each other like fire and gasoline. millie's never felt so alive. but spencer has demons, real ones, it's only time until millie figures them out and has to decide if spencer is really worth ruining her good girl persona.