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Tutoring the Bad Boy by foodismypromdate
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[#1 in Fiction][complete] Kaitlyn MacDonald. Your typical nerd. Shy, smart, and more than a little bit awkward. Tutors for extra credit, even though she doesn't need it. Drew McCarthy. Your typical bad boy. Basketball jock, extremely attractive, and has more girls' numbers than missing homework. And he never does his homework. When Drew gets into grade trouble and his basketball career is in danger, he has two options. One, he can either give up basketball and allow his grades to drop more, or two, he can get tutored to stay eligible for sports. Naturally, he chooses the second one. And his tutor? None other than Kaitlyn MacDonald. #1 in Fiction 03/16/2019 (m/d/y) #3 in Teen 08/25/2020 (m/d/y) #014 in Boy 03/02/2019 (m/d/y) #031 in Teen Fiction 01/06/2017 (m/d/y)
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The Morreli mafia(interracial romance) by Sarah_lollipops
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Alani or Lani is 17 and halfway through her senior year she has had a very hard life, whether its battling with her self esteem due to weight and body issues or her father constantly beating her as soon as she steps into his line of view . Marco Morelli 18 and also halfway through his senior year although you dont see him much at school. Him and his 5 brother are known as one of the most cold, ruthless and feared mafia gangs in new york. What happens when Alani and Marco cross paths? lies, hurt, danger and maybe even love?
The Boy at My Window by Avery9902
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A pair of sky blue eyes looked back at me. Matthew. He tapped again. I got up and pulled open my window. "What are you doing here?" I asked timidly. Even though Matthew and I were neighbors, we certainly weren't friends. "I need somewhere to stay and your house is the closest." I noticed he was sporting a fresh bruise on his cheek bone. "Don't you have a friend's house you could go to?" I asked curiously. "That's the first place he'd look." he said simply but seriously. I bit my lip unsure. "Come on, Shaina. It's one night." I finally nodded and stepped away from the window. * This story contains scenes of bullying, self-harm, drugs and abuse with some mature language. *Go check out the sequel But Why Not