PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS "The softest place to fall" "Who did this to you?" The question hangs in the air between us. I can't look at him. I stare at my hands instead. "Ella." His voice breaks on my name. "Please. Talk to me." "I- " The word comes out as barely a whisper. "I can't." "You can. Whatever it is, you can tell me. I'm not going anywhere."

She's sweet like summertime. Daisy is full of energy, she loves talking and blabs to everyone. She's the sunshine on a rainy day. He's salty like salsa. Elijah is bitter and angry. He barely talks to anyone, he never gets along with people, everyone really dislikes him. He's the thunder that booms across on sunny summer days. How will their story unfold? Will he break her heart? Or will they fix each-others wounds? Read to find out ❤️ THANKS FOR THE LOVE MAMAS

Sugar's addicting. So is she. Graham Davis has two addictions: Hockey-and Gracie Daniels. (Not that he knows it yet.) At St. Brown University, Gracie Daniels is the golden girl. Blonde ponytail, perfect smile, always saying yes. So when she's asked to manage PR for the hockey team, she agrees-hoping to help thaw their notoriously icy captain. But Graham Davis doesn't melt. He's distant, guarded, and doesn't need help from a pink-sweater-wearing perfectionist... until he starts noticing things he shouldn't. Skipped meals. Covered bruises. Flinches too small to be accidental. Gracie is sweet, bright, and hiding more than anyone knows. And Graham can't stop looking.

"Останови машину," I commanded. (Stop the car) The driver, whose name I'd forgotten, obeyed. Stepping out, I walked towards the boys, hearing their laughter and insults. I jogged over, drawing my gun from the holster at my waist, and snapped, "Тебя никто не учил манерам?" (Did no one ever teach you any manners?) The color drained from their faces, and they scattered. Approaching the corner where they had been standing, my heart clenched. There, on the cold ground, lay a girl, shivering in nothing but a dirty, torn t-shirt. ♡♡︎♡︎ A small, naive girl with no shelter. A feared mafia boss known as the Angel of Death...What will happen when their paths cross?

When Simon returns home from deployment, the blaring TV next door is gone-replaced by the scent of warm bread and soft humming through the walls. You've just moved in: a bright, charming baker chasing your dream with a new shop down the street. He's guarded and quiet. You're sunshine and sugar. What begins with cinnamon rolls at the door slowly turns into late-night chats, quiet confessions, and something neither of you expected: comfort, healing... and the kind of slow-burning love that sneaks up on you. This fic is intended for 18+ readers only and may contain mature themes, explicit content, and adult situations. Please read at your own discretion. I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR IDEAS FROM SORCE OF INSPIRATION

"I Promise, Everything Will Be Okay.." "Neteyam...You Promised.." || A fem Y/n X Neteyam and Lo'ak story || (18+ Content Inside) (All characters are over 18, besides Tuk) (Semi Slow Burn)

Jake Sully/Original Female Character "She would talk about you every day...she was so happy Jake, she was so happy. You were bound to be together, I knew it when I first saw you two." -Grace Augustine ⚠️ Hey guys, I took this book down a good long time ago and I decided to re-upload it as requested by many. Sorry it took so long! (i forgot the dates for all of these mb) #1 in torukmakto #1 in tumour (💀) #1 in grace #1 in eywa #6 in thewayofwater #10 in sad

" 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧, 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐍𝐚'𝐯𝐢 " " 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐛𝐞 " ✰ " 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞. 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞. " " 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮? " 𝐀𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐫 ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏɴᴇ - ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ [complete] ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴛᴡᴏ - ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ [ongoing] 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗿 : 𝗜 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗺 𝗮𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗮𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝗿 𝗮𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗮𝗿 - 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿, 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘀/𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘂𝗲/𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗴𝗼 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗼𝘄𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘀. 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗽𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗽𝘂𝘁 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗲𝗳𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗲. [unedited - contains some strong language and probs eventual smut] cover - @TheGodLoky

Tess has been mute ever since she was 3. The reason being, abuse. Her mother left when she was 3 and her father went insane. He started to abuse Tess and haven't stopped. Now she's 17, will a certain bad boy change everything? Read to find out

Highest Ranking: #1 in Werewolf Watty's 2015 Winner: Talk of the Town 11/23/15 "Literally the best werewolf book I've ever read." -@itsroma "*rereads 10,000,000,000 times and cries every time*" -@stilessparklez "#5thtimereader *I have to vote on all the chapters this time, that's how engrossed in the book I've become*" -@Forevertail "THIS BOOK SHALL BE IN MY LIBRARY FOREVER." -@team_breezyy ________________________________________ "What do you want?" He asked. I clapped my hands together and sighed. "To go home." His face instantly fell. He walked right into that one. "Well that sucks because you aren't going anywhere, kitten." I growled lowly at the nickname and crossed my arms. "Who says?" I argued. "I just did. Now stop acting like a brat and tell me what the hell you want to eat," he said frustrated. I rolled my eyes and turned around to exit the room. "Where the hell are you going?" He yelled at me. I stopped and turned around to look at him. "I don't want to have any food prepared by you. You're hands are probably just as dirty as your mouth. Watch your language," I stated simply and exited the kitchen. ________________________________________ © All Rights Reserved 2014