They say everyone deserves to get a second chance. Me? Well, I got three. *Disclaimer* This story has sexual content, language, alcohol, and some elements of drug use as well as talking about rape and suicide. These characters, events, and places are used fictitiously. Please read at your own risk.

"daddy is the boss now, baby girl" the story of a modern-day romeo & juliet romance between the father of an international mob corporation and the precious baby girl of his mentor

Lonely, inexperienced intern Athena has the hots for a lawyer at the firm. What could a small crush cost?

Harry Styles imagine series. The story revolves around a beautiful day dreamer Heather Wan. She's a student of fine arts who makes the sculpture of the man of her dreams. Heather falls head over heels in love when she finds the breathing manifestation of her sculpture in Harry Styles. This love takes a toll on Heather's life..... *Warning* #1. Age gap #2. Sexually explicit contents #3. Foul/ Strong Language #4. Heartbreaks

"You should've thought about that before you asked me to be your sugar baby!?" "How am I supposed to break it to you I have kids?!... oh yeah I'm looking for a sugar baby but I have an ex wife and 2 kids" "Yeah it's that simple" Or the one where Louis boss asks him to be his sugar baby without telling all the details. - FIRST EDITION- 20 Chapters SECOND EDITION - 80+ Chapters RATED M FOR MATURE RATED M FOR MATURE RATED M FOR MATURE RATED M FOR MATURE RATED M FOR MATURE RATED M FOR MATURE RATED M FOR MATURE RATED M FOR MATURE RATED M FOR MATURE RATED M FOR MATURE ©Harrys_Space_Buns2018 All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher Contains Smut Age gap by 13 years Daddy kink Curse words Violent themes Mpreg!!! Read at your own risk Completed 8/2/17 Began Editing 1/13/19 Final Completion 3/15/20

It's clear I was never meant to be popular. How could I fit in if I always had wet hair from a daily taste of the toilet and a limp walk from the endless wedgies? I walk around unseen which I've pretty much gotten used to. I've accepted that this is the way it has to be. It's been this way since year nine and it will continue. It's a shame though. Sometimes I wish I could do more. Be more. Hang out with the populars instead of them Hanging me on a pole. Yeah, that's about as realistic as me joining a band and becoming famous. I am Luke Hemmings and this is my story.

In which a boy-unlucky college girl receives a rather, erotic picture message on accident. Highest Rank: #3 bRO Copyright © Michella 2015. No translations pls cover by me Re-make in my works :)

"I just need a ticket to the next flight that's taking off. I'll take anything," The Heathrow Airport employee is taken back as I rush up to the check-in station, practically demanding a plane ticket. "Please?" "Are you sure, sir?" The employee asks while trying to hide the fact that she's becoming flustered. I nod my head. "Okay, so the next flight seems to be..." She clicks a few keys on her keyboard then a few times on her mouse before coming to a stop. With every second that goes by the more anxious I become. My heart pounds against my chest like a hammer in anticipation of where I'm going to be starting my new life. "Well? Anything? I told you that it could literally be anywhere in the world." "Hold on, sir," She tries to pull a professional smile, but I can easily see that I'm beginning to aggravate her. "The next flight is to South Carolina in the United States, and it's going to begin boarding in about fifteen minutes. If that is where you choose to-" "Sounds perfect. How much is it?" I interrupt her. "And make sure it's a one way ticket. I have zero plans of ever coming back."

The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.

This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.