"My girl isn't fucking weak and there isn't shit wrong with her. She's a fucking force and her pain is her power." He paused, allowing his words to seep into my soul. "And her place will always be at my side, say it." He demanded. A few tears tracked down my face. My throat was clogged with emotions, and it felt hard to breathe, but I did what I was told. "I'm not weak and there's nothing wrong with me. I'm a force...." I swallowed. "My pain is my power, and my place will always be at your side." "Louder. I want to hear you." My chin trembled but the words that left my mouth next were strong and hard. "I'm not weak. My pain is my power, and my place will always be at your side." "Again." His voice was a whisper against my skin, causing the tips of my fingers to tingle. "Say it again, Sam." My heart thawed. "I'm not weak." I said quietly. "There's nothing wrong with me. I'm a force. My pain is my power, and my place will always be at your side." "Damn straight." He whispered against my lips. "You're fucking perfect. Don't let me hear you call yourself weak, Sam. Because you aren't." ° ° ° 𝗦𝗮𝗺 My life was mapped out for me before I could even take my first breath. I was thrusted into the corrupted world of organized crime and illegal trade. After being broken and left for dead, I finally got my out. I ran. I was free. And then my brother fucked it all up, dragging me back into this twisted form of hell. And then there was Spade, the devil in the most irresistible form. 𝗦𝗽𝗮𝗱𝗲 I was the King of the Cosa Nostra. The definition of violent and tainted. I was merciless, and in my book, there was no such thing as fucking losing. Things have always been the same in the underground, nd when you play with your life, things were collected. Her brother is in my debt, and if that debt isn't paid someone will die. This was just business, so why couldn't I kill her and get shit over with? She was just a means to an end. Right?

"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.

An internal voice whispered, "Call him." But I chose not to. I dismissed it once more, saying, "He never liked me anyway." Yet the dilemma lingered. "But maybe he does. The way he looks at you... it's different." Out of nowhere, he glanced my way. My heartbeat quickened, sending shivers down my spine. I averted my gaze, pretending to look around. "Has he noticed me? No, wait-oh my god." --- After switching high schools, Nina discovered a new way of life. She fell in love, made wonderful friends, and everything seemed perfect. But Ethan-a popular boy who never focused on anyone but her-was the object of her hatred. He was always there, always keeping her safe. He used to annoy her endlessly. She hated him deeply. Until she didn't. For a while, she was content with her high school experience. That is, until something mysterious turned her world upside down. Forced to move to a new city, Nina had to cut ties with everyone she once knew. Eight years later, fate brings her face-to-face with him again. "Ethan..." He's the key to everything-the truths she never knew. When she was lost in the dark, he always held the light. But now, things are different. She despises him. He's colder than ever. Or perhaps she fears him. Fears that he'll leave her again. Will their lives ever return to normal after everything they've endured? "Maybe?" "Maybe yes. Maybe no?" --- Started: 8 November 2021 Ended: 19 December 2022 Rewritten: December 2024 --- ### Rankings Goals So Far: #1 Adolescente #1 given up #1 blinddates #1 pretend #10 twistedromance #50 high school romance --- ### Notice: This is my first published story, and it contains numerous grammatical errors and bad editing. If you're interested in the storyline, please don't judge me too harshly based on this book. Better stories are on the way-I'm still learning and improving every day. Enjoy! ✨

In which I fall in love with my brother's best friend. ***** "Don't pretend like you don't feel anything." His voice is low, sending shivers down my spine. "What do you mean?" "You know damn well what I mean." "I don't know what you're talking about." I pretend to ignore him, flipping some pages in my book. "Come on. I have all these assignments waiting. Aren't you supposed to teach me tonight?" "It depends on what you want me to teach." He smirks, his voice sounding even more dangerous. ***** I thought that my brother was the most popular guy in school, but as soon as I step into my university life, I realize how wrong I was. Meet Vaughn Cooper, his best friend. The guy is the epitome of every girl's dream. Godlike handsome. The quarterback. He's got the looks, and he's got the brain. Come on, he's got the scholarship to one of the most prestigious universities in the country, while I have just barely passed the entrance examination after long years of struggle during high school. How could a guy who worked that hard and deserves nothing more but adoration be labeled as a bad boy? Yeah, the answer is simple. The moment we lock eyes, I realize something as I stare into those piercing, amber eyes. He's not every girl's dream. He's every girl's nightmare. In my case, MY nightmare. Calm down, heart. Our story hasn't even started. ***** THE SPENCERS SERIES BOOK #1 © 2020 Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved. (Content warning: This book has descriptive sexual content, explicit language, and triggering themes)

"If you hate me so much, then why do you stick around?!" I yelled. "I don't hate you. You're just so fucking annoying!" He yelled back, throwing his hands in the air. "Then stay away from me!" "Can't you see?! I can't!" My eyes widened in shock. Did he just say what I think he said? He turned around, running his hands through his hair and taking a few steps away. "What?" __________________ Camille is a junior just trying to make it through high school. Her heart is set on one guy, James. James is Captain of the Football team and was the hottest guy in school. Despite her massive crush on James, the guy she despised most had ruined her plans. Ash, the school's bad boy, was the biggest jerk she had ever met, but she looked at him in a way she had never seen him. Will this change everything for Camille? Spotify Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3fNMT1NJ4jju4MJ84q2Xzb?si=QCG5vRnMTkmmbrcwYnpOSA I DO NOT OWN THE PICTURE ON THE COVER WARNING: Mentions of loss, trauma, sexual assault, drug abuse, and physical/mental abuse will be in the story. If you do not feel comfortable reading, please don't! Warnings will be made ahead of time if something is to happen, but mentions can be at any time, so please be aware of this.

We all remember that first love. The one who we fell head over heels in love with who also destroyed us. When Emily meets Jay on her first day at the university, she quickly finds herself falling for him. But he has secrets he isn't ready to tell. Is Emily prepared to take the risk with him? Even if it means being the other woman? She knows he is going to shatter her, but she can't seem to tell him no. She is ready to give him her all. She also knows she will love him for the rest of her life.

Nobody can forget their first kiss. Even if you were only 6 years old. Especially when the person who kissed you was your older brother's bestfriend. After Blair's father died, she became distant and her brother Blake has become very overprotective over his younger sister. His bestfriend, Aiden, was overprotective too. 10 years later, they're having a normal college life. After a few incidents, Aiden begins to look at Blair under a new perspective. But isn't there an unwritten rule about staying away from your bestfriend's sister?

A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

,, Vieš kto bola Medúza?" Moja otázka prerušila ticho, ktoré panovalo, zatiaľ čo som sa hrala s Masonovými vlasmi. ,,Sashka, teraz vážne nie je čas na tvoje príbehy." S povzdychom sa narovnal na stoličke. Obišla som ho a sadla si na stôl pred neho. ,,Nie, prosím, len ma vypočuj." Usmiala som sa, načo on prikývol. Môj úsmev a radosť ho vždy obmäkčili. ,, Medúza, bola zvodná a krásna panna, ktorá spravovala jeden z Aténinych chrámov. Bola verná bohyni múdrosti a vojnovej stratégie a starala sa o jej chrám dňom i nocou. Jedného dňa ju však navštívil samotný Poseidon a priamo vo svätyni ju znásilnil." ,,Niečo morbídnejšie by si vo svojej zbierke nenašla?" Pousmial sa nad svojou podpichovačnou otázkou, za čo si odo mňa vyslúžil jedno štuchnutie do ramena. ,,Au!" Vyplazila som mu jazyk a pokračovala ďalej: ,,Keď sa to Aténa dozvedela, ovládol ju hnev a v záchvate zlosti potrestala nesprávneho. Uvrhla na Medúzu kliatbu. Jej krásu nahradila zelená pokožka, blýskavé oči, obrovské zuby, mosadzné pazúry a vlniace sa hady namiesto vlasov. Ten kto sa na ňu odváži pozrieť, v tom okamihu skamenie. Medúza sa zaprisahala, že už nikdy nikomu neukáže svoju dobrotu ani láskavosť." Zamyslel sa a po chvíli sa opýtal: ,,Prirovnávaš ma k nej?" Prikývla som. ,,V skutočnosti si dobrý človek, Mason. Len si sa naučil pôsobiť chladne, aby ľudia nevideli tvoje slabiny." S povzdychom sklonil hlavu. ,,Som obluda, Sasha. A ty to vieš. Všetci to vedia." Chytila som ho za ruku a donútila sa na mňa pozrieť. ,,Ak by si bol obluda, nebola by som ňou aj ja?" Nechápavo na mňa pozrel a dožadoval sa vysvetlenia. ,,Vychoval si ma." ,,Pretože to bola moja povinnosť, po tom čo som spravil." ,,Nebola. Ty si sa rozhodol, že to urobíš. A pozri na mňa. Vychoval si ma lepšie ako by to dokázali moji rodičia." #2 Death - 16.11. /22

Aurora Falcone. Najmladšie dieťa Fabiana Falcona, naobávanejšieho muža v Taliansku. Starodávne ideály jej otca jej neumožnili stať sa plnohodnotnou členkou rodinného biznisu a celý život jej prekážali, vo veciach pre ňu inak normálnych. Jej štyria bratia, dvaja vlastný a dvaja nevlastný, ju vždy chránili na život a na smrť. Bola pre nich všetkým, až pokiaľ sa ich otec nerozhodol svoj názor zmeniť a nepoveril Auroru úlohou. Dostať sa pod kožu jednému z Vittielovcov a dostať od nich potrebné informácie. Vittielovci, druhá najvplyvnejšia mafiánska rodina Talianska, peniaze a rešpekt však získali nečistým spôsob, narozdiel od Falconovcov. Na túto veľmi dôležitú úlohu má Aurora 3 dni. Veci sa však pokazia a po troch dňoch je stále zavretá v pivnici, kde jej spoločnosť robia myši a občasné návštevy Nikolaia Vittiela, v nej nevzbudzujú veľkú radosť. Netuší, kto Aurora v skutočnosti je a tak jej ponúkne možnosť pridať sa k nim. Po čase však veci začnú dávať zmysel a Aurora aj Nikolai odhalia pravdu o sebe navzájom. Čo ak je už však neskoro pretože sú obaja zaslepený niečím, čo rozhodne nie je nenávisť? 20,5k prečítaní - 18.8. /23 #3 Enemies - 16.11. /22