She witnessed horror... and became one. After surviving a harrowing near-rape and watching her best friend brutally assaulted and murdered before her eyes, Aurora vanished-emotionally. What rose from the ashes was someone unrecognizable: Cold. Fearless. Savage. Untouchable. She trusts no one. Loves no one. And as far as she's concerned, no man alive could ever break through her fortress of ice. Love? Dead. Her rules? Simple. No emotions. No attachments. No second chances. But her new college? A battlefield. And him? Leonard Grande - the kind of trouble she didn't prepare for. Wounded. Rebellious. Addictive. Dangerous. A walking paradox with a face carved by gods and a soul damaged by demons. A notorious playboy who takes pleasure in breaking girls, shredding hearts like paper-because he believes every girl is a liar in disguise. Until Aurora. She doesn't look at him like he matters. She doesn't fall. She doesn't even flinch. And that pisses him off. Now it's war. A toxic game of destruction and seduction. She wants to erase him. He wants to ruin her. But when secrets from the past start surfacing, both realize they've been walking in the dark... and maybe-just maybe-they were destined to collide. How deep do their scars go? And who's really pulling the strings in this web of pain and passion. Dive into a dark college romance where love is a weapon, trust is deadly, and only the strongest survive. When bad meets baddest... there are no rules. Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of sexual violence, emotional trauma, murder, psychological manipulation, and abusive behavior. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Some scenes may be distressing or triggering to survivors. ©2025

Blaze Davis is the girl in the shadows. The one no one notices but if given a chance, could light up your world with a personality as unique as the scars adorning her body like damaged armour. She has secrets no one knows and hidden beneath that mask is a broken soul. She's seen pain in it's ugliest form. From losing her best friend to being a victim of constant abuse by her boyfriend, Blaze's life is no short of being called a wreck. She knows hurt like the back of her hand. For her, life resembles a tragic poem she can recite from the depths of her heart, knowing she'll always be stuck in the same verse and destined to a doomed path. Building up walls and trying to cement the cracks became more of a task rather than a coping mechanism, giving rise to a closed-off and withdrawn shell. Enter Rafael Hernandez. The Loner Bad Boy. A person with no shortage of wounds himself. He has demons of his own, fighting to take over. Plagued by the regrets and shadows of his past, he manages to hide behind a tough exterior of arrogance and hostility. Resorting to the darkness dwelling in the shadows of his mind, he's on the road to a catastrophic spiral that could leave him lifeless and desolate. What happens when he takes a sudden interest in her? Could this boy be enough to break down her walls? Or will he deepen her scars until she bleeds out from the pain? A storm of emotions like pain, love, agony, hurt, trust are unleashed when two lost souls intertwine in a hope to be found again. TRIGGER WARNING: This book contains themes of self harm, depression, abuse etc. If you are influenced by such topics, refrain from reading. It will get really deep so if you are triggered, I would advise you to not read the book highest rankings: #1 in badboy #1 in abused #1 in teenromance #1 in selfharmawareness #1 in sadness #3 in sad #3 in sexual assault

**EDITING** "See? Isn't it beautiful?" she whispered, breaking the comfortable silence between us, her voice soft and full of awe. "Yeah." i whispered, my gaze still locked on her. "It really is." She looked at me, a puzzled expression on her face. "You're not even looking at the sunrise," I smiled, gently brushing my thumb over her cheek. "I know." • • • Emmalyn Ansley may seem like the epitome of sweetness and humor, but beneath her warm exterior lies a world of pain that no one sees-not even those closest to her. Despite her outward strength and fierce independence, the reality is far more complex, as her body bears the hidden scars of a life that has been anything but kind. On the other hand, Mateo Ellis is the embodiment of cold indifference. Hardened by a life devoid of love, he presents himself as a ruthless, self-serving young man who trusts no one beyond his tight-knit circle of friends. He's never known what it feels like to be loved, and he has no desire to change that. But when these two seemingly incompatible souls collide, the result is anything but predictable. Will their meeting lead to mutual destruction, or will it spark something neither of them has ever experienced-something that could change their lives forever? 🏅#1 in Mental Health 14.07.2024 🏅#1 in Abuse 15.10.2024 🏅#1 in Addiction 05.02.2025 🏅#1 in Trauma 15.10.2024 🏅#1 in Fighting 25.10.2024 🏅#1 in Fighter 21.10.2025 🏅#1 in Panic attacks 15.10.2024 🏅#1 in Shooting 27.02.2025 🏅#1 in Sad story 02.06.2025 🏅#2 in Depression 06.11.2024 🏅#2 in Overprotective 06.11.2024 🏅#2 in Bad boy 05.02.2025 🏅#2 in Loss 05.03.2025 🏅#3 in Sunshine 09.10.2024

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

"what're you doing?" "it's a pinkie promise" Aloura laughed lightly, grabbing his bruised hand and prying his pinkie from his locked fists. Her heart almost dropping at the sight of a small tattoo on his forearm. Evil incised into his skin, with two horns resting above the words. She stared at it for a moment, before shaking her thoughts away. "Now what?" he raises and eyebrow as his eyes lock with Aloura's. "You wrap it around mine" Aloura's gaze fell back onto their hands. Elias continued to watch her, and Aloura could feel her hands tremble from the nerves. His gaze almost burnt her, but she refused to meet it. "Just like that" she grins, gesturing to their now locked pinkies. "Now the promise is sealed in." Aloura's voice begins to falter. Elias' eyes fall to Aloura's lips. She licks them, and his eyes darken. Although they'd already kissed, Aloura found her knees beginning to weaken, and the oxygen around them no longer enough for two. Aloura's eyes flicker between Elias' and they stay like that for a moment, both too scared to be the first who pulls away. "That's all?" he whispers after a moment. His eyes now remaining on her lips. Aloura swallows, but nods, not trusting her voice to speak. "You can't break it" she whispers after a moment, feeling an overwhelming urge to warn him about the consequences of breaking a pinkie promise. "Or you'll lose your pinkie." A ghost of a smile tugs at his lips as he nods gently, mentally noting to not break the promise. Because who would risk their pinkie. Elias smirked after a moment before gently pressing his lips onto Aloura's slightly ajar ones. "What was that for?" Aloura whispers as he pulls away. Elias grinned, "My way of sealing a promise" Aloura laughed a little. But Aloura doesn't believe in promises. ♡ ♡ ♡ #1 in sad #pp1 in Elias #2 in Young Adult #7 in love #12 in crime #15 in sadstory #16 in romance #25 in death

Amalia Romano is sixteen years old now. Still a dancing prodigy, she lands herself a photoshoot for a magazine that'll help her get to where she wants to be. It seems like everything's going perfectly fine. Her grades are booming, she has a nice circle of friends and her family adore her. She's content, happy and finally safe where she is. Nothing can go wrong. That's what she thinks until Archer King, the typical bad boy, enters her life--brown hair so dark it's almost black, almost always obscured by his motorcycle helmet. Tattoos he's definitely not allowed embedded into his skin, and a careless attitude that clashes with hers. After a messy mix up in school, she decides to ignore him.. until she gets assigned to work with him for a project that'll make up a large chunk of her final grade for the year. Not only does she have to put up with him, but she also has to hide him from her family, since he's the exact type she's always been warned away from. She also has to juggle more than one relationship in her already hectic life. [COVER BY @sugarhighstoned]

#1 in Romance, 23rd May 2020 "Precious, I don't know what the hell you're talking about, but you're never going on that date." And before I could process anything, his lips were on mine and everything else faded away. .......... He's the calm to her storms. She's his anchor of stability in this world of chaos. When Sydney arrives at her dream college after a reclusive high school year, she has no intention of carrying the past with her. Enter Noah Parker. The playboy incarnate with looks to match. Sydney Lewis. Noah Parker. Sassy girl meets egoistic jerk. Who hasn't heard the story before? But this time, there is a twist. A secret lies in Sydney's past. Buried and waiting. With an increasing curve of chance encounters with the college playboy and seemingly aligned fates, her past threatens to obliterate her future. But there is a bigger problem waiting for Sydney: she's falling for Noah. Hard. She knows what it means to go for the win, but getting love means spilling her secrets. Can Sydney pay the price?

"So this was all just a game to you . . .this whole time, you pretended to like me in order to humiliate me in front of the entire school?" An air of melancholia surrounded me, eyes watery like never before. "Were your feelings for me ever real?" There wasn't even a trace of an apologetic expression on his features as he tucked his hands in his pockets, before he gave a nonchalant shrug. The sudden urge for revenge became a prominent priority. He regarded me passively. "It's not my fault that you fell for me in the first place." he justified as he advanced my way, closing the gap between us. Unstably, I strode backwards on the concrete. ". . .stay back." I whimpered. "You're nothing but cold hearted." ·•● Two years ago, Emery Roy was tragically exposed to what some could call an intense betrayal all thanks to the originator - Dean Darnell. Everything went downward spiral after they started dating. What appeared to be a match-made in heaven, turned from blissful to disastrous the moment Dean humiliated Emery in front of the entire school, leaving her completely heartbroken. So to avoid him at all cost, she did what any person would do: transfer school. Fast forward two years later. What happens when she's returning back to Roosevelt High, for the first time during senior year? She only has a few tasks: avoid Dean and face her obstacles. The only question is will she succeed or will she get fooled again? Highest Rankings : | Drama #1 | April 2, 2026 | Basketball #1 | | Teen Fiction #3 | March 13, 2026 | Humor #3 | September 6, 2021 | Romance #24 | WARNING: Contains Uncensored Language Copyright © All Rights Reserved 2014

Emily has grown up in foster care her entire life. No family. No friends. No one who's ever stayed long enough to matter. Just Emily. Alone. Unwanted. Unremarkable. Until the day a man in a suit shows up at her door... and everything she thinks she knows shatters. Her real name isn't the one she's been using. Her life wasn't an accident. She wasn't abandoned. She was hidden. Hidden from a family that has been searching for her. Hidden from enemies older than history. Hidden from a destiny that should never have reached her. Because Emily Ashford isn't human. She's the last surviving heir of a forgotten Alpha bloodline - a legacy powerful enough to challenge kings and awaken ancient forces long buried. And Blackvale University, the prestigious supernatural academy buried deep in the mountains, has been waiting for her return. But nothing shocks her more than him. Lucian Blackthorn. Future Alpha King. Arrogant. Beautiful. Untouchable. And the moment he sees her, something in him breaks. He's drawn to her. Haunted by her. Terrified of what she means. Because Emily isn't just important - she's his mate. Fated. Bound to him long before they were born. Destined to either save their world... or destroy it. Emily doesn't know who she's supposed to be. Lucian doesn't know how to let her go. And the bond pulling them together is only growing stronger... and hotter. She was hidden to protect her. He'll burn the world to keep her. Some girls are born ordinary. Emily Ashford was born marked by fate

-Some summers change you- Lakefield Kids Camp was supposed to be simple; a quiet summer by the lake where Baymount University students volunteer as camp counselors for school credit. For Sienna Caldwell, it's the perfect chance to prove herself: follow the rules, keep things neat, and stay far away from trouble. Trouble, unfortunately, has a name: Asher Hidalgo. A football player with a short temper and a reputation that makes people whisper. Forced to share a cabin, they clash over everything: the schedule, the kids and even who gets the last cup of coffee. But as the summer heat builds, so does the tension between them. Between campfire nights and the laughter of many wild kids, Sienna starts to see the truth hiding behind Asher's defenses and maybe behind her own. Tropes : enemiestolovers - slowburn - forcedproximity - summercamp - foundfamily - grumpyxsunshine