Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

This book is currently being cleaned *** Welcome to the first book of the Chemistry series. I hope you enjoy this book and the others that follow it. Bad boy Calum Hood who intimidates everyone with his leather jacket, tattoos and the black sunglasses that are always covering his eyes and has a reputation for hooking up with girls and leaving them but once he sees her wearing his signature leather jacket that he left at her house after an eventful night he has the proudest smile on his face because "that's my girl and she's wearing my jacket". ** Calum and Emily are strangers until one conversation about an unusual hangover cure lights the spark. **

"And after all the fucking matches, broken bones, ripped punching bags and crowds yelling at me to get up... who the fuck knew that my hardest fight would be you?" • [Contains smut] ©loudluke

'An epilogue before we're done, A sequel to what we've begun' *** "Don't marry him" Calum said taking Emily's fingers with her perfectly polished nails. Emily turned to look at him with big eyes as she pressed her lips together, trying to keep herself together. "Give me one reason not too" Emily said almost begging him. Calum dropped her hand and stared at her with the all too familiar brown eyes. "Because" Calum started.. *** Squeal to 'Chemistry' although you don't have to read chemistry to understand this story.

highschool is hard, even worse when you get a boner from your best friend every time you see her.

When ambitious journalism student, Aurora Denver, starts a new job dancing at an unknown club hidden in the city, she thinks she's just trading her late night study sessions for quick cash and stage lights. But, the clubs emotionally unavailable, downright confusing owner, Harry Styles, is more than what meets the eye. A man with secrets buried in the shadows of the busy city. Drawn to his dangerous, charismatic charm, she finds herself torn between her dreams of education - the story that could launch her career - or fighting against her morals to protect a dangerous criminal. As the lines blur between love and betrayal, she finds the most dangerous stories happen to be the ones you become apart of. Deceit - where nothing is as it seems. Every truth masks a lie. Can you unravel the truth before anyone else? - "Are you gonna keep those lips shut for me, Princess? Or am I gonna have to make you?" He whispered tauntingly, leaning in closer to breathe cynically and I could practically hear amusement in his tone. I say nothing. Attempting to control my breathing and not break into deeper panic as my lips stayed sealed with his touch on them, slowly dragging the sensation down over my chin where he continued to smear the crimson blood. "C'mon, I know you're itching to talk back... or have I finally silenced you, hm?" He chuckled through his taunting. "Tell me Princess... are we gonna have a problem?" Slowly, I shook my head from side to side. It caused him to squeeze my chin, all of his fingertips now on me staining the imprint of his touch onto my face. He shifted his touch south, cupping the side of my neck and I squirmed against the wall at the feeling of his handprint on a sensitive area, his head moved away from my opposing ear to look down at me once again. "This is our little secret, yeah? I wouldn't want you to be the next one tied to that chair with your blood splattered on the floor." - Started: March 2024 Finished:

He's the lead singer of your best friends favourite band. He's also the biggest asshole you've ever met. Camilla West supports her best friend in almost everything. But what happens when in the process of doing so, she encounters someone unlike anyone she's ever met?

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Two kids. One from a family of blood traitors, the other from a family of blood supremacist. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Vinnie Weasley had lived her life not knowing who her real parents is. Not knowing who she truly belong to, Whom she's got her traits and features from. But one this was certain for her. She belong to him. Him - Draco Malfoy

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