🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺 𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐆𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧, 𝙖 𝙩𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢 𝙤𝙛 𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙧, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙪𝙨𝙝 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮. 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕔𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕙, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕤-𝕒 𝕙𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕔𝕒𝕟'𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕣 𝕗𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕤. 𝕀𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕒 𝕝𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝, 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕡𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠𝕩𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕪. 𝕀𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕, 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕥; 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕞𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕪, 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕕𝕪, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕓𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕒 𝕗𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕟, 𝕟𝕖𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡. 🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺

Brinley is so in love with Easton Gray. But he belongs to Daisy. That's fine. Brinley can be patient. She can learn Daisy. What she wears. How she talks. What Easton loves about her. Because if being Brinley isn't enough... then maybe being her will be. And one by one, she will take everything Daisy has. Especially her boyfriend. [SMUT WARNING] [18+ Mature Audiences Only] [Mentions of infertility, drugs, eating disorders and mental illness]

BULLY ROMANCE ______________ Angelica Wrath was everything her name said she was. Innocent. Sweet. A Daddy's Girl. Pure. A Virgin. Never touched. Never Kissed. Never fucked. All because her father was the Deputy Headmaster and Head of Discipline at the most prestigious private schools in England. She was no one, to anyone. Except to Damien Richards. Noble. Billionaire. Heir to a line of wealth and fame and the best Fly-Half Abernathy College had ever seen. He was treated like a God. The only person he ever had a problem was with the little angel of General Wrath herself. Because there was only room for one person to be perfect in this school and it was Damien. For six years Angelica has lived through constant unrelenting torment from the golden boy, the one who no one believed would hurt a fly. She had no idea, Damien had been caught in her web all along. Maybe Angelica was the Monster his parents always warned him about. His little monster. ______________ #1st in sexy #1st in boardingschool #1st in Goodgirlsarebadgirlsthathaventbeencaught #1st in Old Money #1st in bullyromance #1st in goodgirlsarebadgirls ______________ NO SMUT WARNINGS BUT LOADS OF SMUT (some dub-con scenes) SET IN ENGLAND UPPER SIXTH = 17&18 MESS, CHAOTIC AND QUESTIONABLE DECISIONS MADE, READ WITH CAUTION.

"Griffin Drayke," she said softly, like it tasted warm in her mouth. My grey eyes lifted, meeting hers, and something flickered. A crack in the concrete. "Don't say it like that." "Like what?" "Like it doesn't scare you." ⚡︎ Lila Prescott has been knocked down all her life. Bullied. Humiliated. Treated like a punching bag. Then she meets him. Griffin Drayke-a brutal underground boxer with a body that belongs in sin. He doesn't save her. He laughs in her face. Calls her weak. Useless. But there's something about her that makes him stay. So he makes a deal: He'll train her. Turn her into a fighter. But he's not doing it for free. It starts with hate-fueled hookups. Dirty kisses between bruises. Then something shifts. She gets stronger. And suddenly, she's not the broken girl anymore-

Scarlett Sovanna doesn't have time for nonsense-especially not the kind that wears a backwards cap and throws parties on Tuesday nights. As a dedicated ballerina at a top-tier arts college, her world revolves around perfect pirouettes, brutal rehearsals, and keeping her spot in the program. There's no room for distractions. Especially not him. Elliot Sinclair is college royalty-the star quarterback with a devil-may-care attitude and a line of admirers trailing behind him. He lives for the game, the thrill, and the spotlight. He and Scarlett couldn't be more different... except for one inconvenient truth: their families are practically intertwined. When Scarlett's dorm situation turns into a nightmare, the Sinclairs offer Elliot's guest room to her. Sharing a space with the person she finds most insufferable on campus? Not ideal. But as the walls come down, so do their assumptions about each other. What starts as chilly silence turns into heated banter. And somewhere between late-night talks and stolen glances, feelings develop. She's all discipline. He's all chaos. Together? They just might fall into something real.

"I haven't even done anything to you and you're already crying." Xavier murmurs. I can only sob harder in response. "You're going to show everyone aren't you?" He grabs a lock of my hair, almost endearingly and tucks it behind my ear. "If I was going to show everyone, I would have done it already." "Then delete the video." I say, hating how wildly desperate I sound. "I'm begging you please, Xavier." Those last two words hang in the air between us in a way I don't fully understand. Xavier tilts his head slightly and there's a darkness that's filtering through his gaze. It makes my face burn under his scorching stare. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── When Isa Carrow transfers from Oakbridge Highschool to Cedora Hills Private Highschool, with the help of her rich aunt, she believes that she is granted an opportunity at a fresh start, a way for her to redeem herself and prove that her past does not define her. But when the very secret that she is running from falls into the hands of the one person she'd wanted to stay away from, she will quickly come to understand that what she had viewed as a path to liberty was nothing short of a trap in disguise.

Upon turning eighteen, Mallory Carter is thrust into an arranged marriage with a man she passionately despises. After enduring months of emotional abuse, she decides to run away in pursuit of a fresh start. But fate takes an abrupt turn a couple years later when she captures the eyes of Hunter Sionis, an affluent businessman who develops a sinister obsession with her. Forcing their proximity, Hunter hires her as a live-in a nanny when she finds herself in a financial struggle, leading to a professional relationship that becomes something deeper. Little did Mallory know of the demons that hid behind Hunter's ocean eyes or his twisted game that she unknowingly became a part of until it's too late. She belonged to him, only him. She was Hunter's Prey. ─────────────────────────────── I fail to suppress the whimper that manages to escape my lips. "So scared," he whispers. "Yet so fucking wet." "I...I'm not wet..." He leans in, the tip of his nose trailing along the side of my face as his grip around my throat tightens and he lifts me off the mattress by my neck. He slides his free hand into my panties, depositing two fingers into my core. The coolness of his rings prompts a loud moan from me before he pulls them out. "Liar," he growls, glossing the seams of my lips with my own arousal. "Now, open your mouth, bambi." ⚠ TW: This book is a dark romance containing mature themes such as graphic violence, murder, mentions of abuse & self-harm, strong language, age-gap relationship and explicit sexual themes. Reader discretion is advised. Copyright ©2024. Jourdon Patron. All Rights Reserved

"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.

Willow Clarke has newly turned 18. Straight A student, good girl, she's pretty much planned her whole life out down to the smallest of details, with dreams of going to college and becoming a hard working lawyer fighting for justice. Her focuses are on that and supporting her single mother, Elena, whose been her best friend her whole life. Jace Quinn, on the other hand, is 18 year old football captain. He seems to have it all. He's a rule breaker and the world lets him get away with it, because look at him. Guys want to be him and girls want to be with him. Underneath the surface, Jace struggles with anxiety, insomnia, and the grief of his mother's death. His widowed father, Jack, is out of touch and doesn't know how to connect with his son other than pushing for big college scholarships. What happens when their single parents meet and hit it off at a parent-teacher night? Their worlds are turned upside down when Willow's mom and Jace's dad become engaged. Thus throwing the two teenagers into a new life as step siblings. Will they become the perfect family their parents want them to be or will Jace introduce Willow to a whole new world of forbidden desires and choices? **There is no blood relation between the two main characters, nor were they raised together. They have completely different sets of parents. WattPad, please don't remove this. I have so many things planned for this story.**

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ─────୨ৎ───── 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎 feels invisible. As the daughter of the Royal Academy's football coach, everyone assumes they know her, but no one truly does. Beneath her fake exterior lies a girl drowning in secrets, desperate for someone to see past the facade. Then 𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐍 '𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄' 𝐎'𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐑 the academy's new star footballer, steps into her life and starts to notice the cracks in her armour. Connie has his own struggles. With a father who's relentlessly pushing him to become a football star, he's constantly fighting to meet expectations he isn't sure he can fulfill. The last thing he expects and needs is to find himself distracted and drawn to a certain curly haired blonde. ─────୨ৎ───── When I park in front of her house, I speak up before she can say goodbye. "I know you're going through something." The words come out rougher than I intend. "You try to hide it, but I see right through you, Carmen Castro." "Aaron..." Her eyes drop to her hands, her fingers twisting together. "You don't have to tell me anything. But I need you to know that I'm here for you. Whenever you need me. Okay? You can text me, call me, whatever. I'll drop everything." Her eyes flicker up to meet mine. She looks... scared. Not of me. But of something else. "Please?" I add, my voice breaking. I was never one to beg but ever since meeting Carmen, I've been a fucking beggar. She swallows hard and nods her head slowly. "Okay." Then, gives me a weak smile before slipping out of the car. [ 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ] #1 mental health #1 addiction #1 awareness #1 academy #1 teen love #1 drugs #2 rehab #2 healing #3 sportsromance