He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

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Damon Blackwood. Soon to be CEO of Blackwood Industries. If you asked people to describe him, the first words that come to mind are "stoic" and "mean." But if he wants to inherit his dad's company, he has to prove his maturity. So of course, he lies. He says he has a fiancé. Now he just has to find one. Olivia Lanhurst had nowhere to turn to. Parents dead, brother in the hospital, she did whatever she could to pay her bills on time. At 19, she gave up her dream of attending college in order to support her brother. When their worlds collide, sparks fly. But with these sparks comes the danger of fire. Join Olivia and Damon on their adventure as they form friendships, adventures, and maybe even love. ~ ~ ~ When the pain was finally over, I relaxed and opened my eyes, only to find Damon looking down at me, an unknown emotion clouding his eyes. I gasped in embarrassment when I realized that I'd been holding on to his arm this entire time. "Sorry!" I squeaked. He ignored me and turned around. "Jackson, you can go back to driving now." Jackson, who still hadn't spoken a word to me, nodded and silently went back to the partition. The car stopped and the two men switched spots again. Gabe and Damon kept giving each other looks. "Will someone please tell me what is going on right now?" I finally asked. Damon looked over at Gabe, who gave him a small smirk and nod. Damon looked straight at me. "Olivia, marry me." highest rankings: #1: comedy #20: romance

Now published as a Wattpad Book! Get your copy at all major bookstores, or find the e-book at your local library! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Original Edition and Books Edition upon purchase. When Marina discovers that her older brother, assumed dead these last three years, is actually trapped in another dimension, she teams up with both her crush and her brother's alleged killer to rescue him...despite the consequences. ***** When Marina follows Brady, her longtime crush, into the boiler room beneath the high school, it isn't just because he's gorgeous. It's because somewhere down there, hidden from the world, are three doors labelled Yesterday, Tomorrow, and Today. And behind one of those doors lurks the answer to the question Marina has been asking for three years: what really happened the night her brother died? [2019 Watty Winner, Young Adult]

"I've ran into you twice today looking helpless, is this how helpless you look everyday?" She looked up at me pale and I immediately regretted those words leaving my mouth. Even as she looked pale there was this beauty in her eyes I couldn't explain. I mean I've been with so many girls but there's this spark in her eyes and this thing about her that makes me want to protect her fragile body. "She's special," I thought to myself. Lilia Miller is a senior at Riverdale High who has been abused by her dad all her life. Kyle Rogers is tagged as the school's bad boy for his tattoos, constant record of using girls and his unapologetic confidence. There's someone threatening these two, a murderer is on the loose, fingers are being pointed, who will take the fall? Please don't forget to VOTE, COMMENT & SHARE. ENJOYYYYY!!!

Ok, so, apparently Wattpad can't handle a story that's bigger than 188 chapters, so uh....volume 2, I guess. Sorry for the inconvenience.

Book #1 in the Soulmate Series 7 years ago, Ellie was rejected by her mate. Under the threat of death, she was forced to flee with her mate's child still growing inside her. Left heartbroken and hunted, she ran from the world she was forced out of and created a new one. But, when an attack on her new pack threatens the lives of both her and her child, she has to turn to the one man she swore she would never come back to. Will her mate be her savior, or will he kill her on sight? Axton is the Alpha of the Black Stone Pack. 7 years ago, he found his soulmate, the one that was supposed to be with him forever. After months of being together, she is taken from him without a trace of who did it. Left heartbroken, he searched every corner of the world for his lost mate, but she was no where to be found. Now, he has become cold and distant from everyone in his pack, feared by all for his ruthlessness. His heart broke the day his mate disappeared, but could it be mended when she finds her way back to him with the child he didn't know about. 7 years ago, something happened that changed the lives of these two mates. Both not knowing the true treachery of those who want them apart, what will they do to finally be together? ***** All Rights reserved to me. Characters are my own. The picture on the cover belongs to whoever posted it on google (i.e. Not mine) Read, Comment, Vote, and Follow.

Nick Jackson is Ole Miss's hottest player on and off the field. Bagging himself a football scholarship to the college of him dreams, he finally gets to focus on playing ball alongside his best friend. Hopping from girl to girl being his usual routine, he returns back to college but with another addition made. His younger sister Haley got into the same college. Carter Steel, has a famous last name in the football industry. She keeps it to herself until people find out, when they do they only want to use her to get to her brothers or her father. Very quiet and shy girl but will snap if you push her too far. Originally from New York, she got into Ole Miss and is starting college the coming fall. Not good at making or keeping friends, she's nervous to meet her new roommates in the college her parents and older brothers went to. Being on her own will help her independence, but she's a family girl and makes a promise to herself to make new friends and to enjoy college. Little does she know that it'll end up bringing complications. New friends, new environments and new boys. WARNING ******This book contains mature scenes and strong language. Read at your own discretion****** *I don't own the rights to the cover photo*

DISCLAIMER: This story is completed, however it is unedited. I wrote this story when I was very young, and it is reflected in the work. If you are looking for the edited version of Love, Emma as seen on my Instagram or Facebook, this is NOT it. . . . . . . . . . . "E-Emma? It's okay y-you know. I-I'm used to i-i-it." "You shouldn't have to be, some people disgust me, the nerve of them." "I can't blame t-t-th-them, I m-mean l-l-l-look at m-me." He sounds so defeated, even though I can tell he's trying to hide it, so hurt and broken and utterly defeated. And that, to me, is absolutely heartbreaking. Whipping around, he bumps into me, clearly not expecting my abrupt stop. "I am looking at you, and you're beautiful Nathan Walker, beautiful." There's tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat the size of a basketball, and my eyes are burning, and my heart hurts but it's so fast, pounding a beat against my chest---because he should know. People like Nathan deserve to be told how unequivocally, unconditionally, completely beautiful they are. . . . . . . . . . . Emma Dawn is a sixteen year old girl in the big city of Toronto who befriends her school's social pariah, Nathan Walker. Outcast for his looks, Nathan's a very quiet, very gentle, giant, but everything's not that simple; the tough guy one might assume him to be is nothing like what he actually is, not with his stutter, continuous insecurities, and his social anxiety. While their friendship develops, both at school and at his families Italian-style Cafe, Emma slowly starts to tear down his walls, finding herself deeply caring for the boy she finds behind them---a boy so caught up in his life's worth of ridicule, he has no idea of how beautiful he is. Read on into the story of Emma and Nathan, where she helps him come to terms with his anxiety, breaks his insecurities, and every other social standard set to define something beautiful. . . . . . . . . . .

****Copyrighted**** 'Tell me you don't feel it.' He whispered against my lips, and the trembling that had ceased at the feel of his lips against mine began again with renewed vigor. 'Tell me it's not what you want, and I'll go. You'll never have to see me again.' Swallowing, I looked up at the eyes that had entranced me from the start. I took in his every feature, slowly and deliberately. I thrilled at the feeling of his arms enfolding me, and I inhaled his familiar scent with a trembling breath. And then, then I did the most foolish thing imaginable: I flung my arms about his neck and kissed him with all that I had, almost losing myself in the safety and security I felt. But more than that, I ran. I took his moment of shock, the slight loosing of his arms about me, and tore myself away from him, shoving out the door and into the rain. I suppose I'll never know why he didn't follow me. It was the thing I feared most. I knew that if he came for me a second time, I wouldn't be able to say 'no'. I wouldn't be able to run. But I had to. I had to go. I couldn't let him be hurt because of me. He would live on now, and I would marry another. I had leased my last bit of passion in that one moment in his arms, and as I made my way through the dark streets, I felt myself become dull and lost like the creatures bound in the menagerie. **Much of this was written when I was younger and then I came back later and finished it. There will likely be mistakes. Lots of them.