Here's a bombshell for you: I have eight brothers. Eight extremely attractive, smart, mischievous, crazy overprotective brothers. Well, step brothers. Trust me when I say that it didn't start out that way, with me having eight step brothers. My father got remarried when I was sixteen. Another bombshell for you: I had no clue that the marriage was happening until about three months before, and I only found out because we were moving from Texas to New York in a week. Yeah, my father wasn't huge on the whole 'sharing' thing. But, that's not what you opened up this book to read, now is it? Well, I should probably start telling you the legitimate start of the story. (Heads up here, guys. This book is about abuse and will have occasional swearing in it. Okay, that's my warning. Have a nice day!)

❝We are never going to be family.❞ • • • Three half-siblings, living in different situations, with enough hate to kill each other. By some joke of the universe, they find themselves in the same city. Meeting again under shitty circumstances, with a lot of shitty issues, they get themselves into more trouble than they are ready for. What happens when everything goes to hell in one single night and they run into each other on the corner of sixth street at half-past three? Well, gasoline never did go well with a raging fire, but they never did care if the world burned. ▫▫▫▫ ▫▫▫▫ ▫▫▫▫ Cover is made by me. Copyright © 2021 Josie Marie Any relation to other stories or characters is entirely coincidental and not intentional. Any credit for the #olderbrother trend goes to its appropriate writers/creators. All of my work is original, inspired by the #olderbrother trend.

Four years ago, Valentina Coppola was erased from the life she used to know. Accused of pushing her twin sister down the stairs of their home, she was sent to a boarding school for ill mannered ladies in Stockholm. An academy shaped like a prison. Years after the fall, she is brought back to Italy so that amends can be made. Older. Sharper. And still helplessly hurt by what happened years ago, Valentina must learn to navigate life with the brothers that didn't believe her, a father who shipped her away, and a twin sister who hides behind a fabricated lie. This time, Valentina has secrets of her own.

[FINISHED] :) I kept my eyes glued to the scene behind my eldest brother Colton. My youngest brother Jared was dragging a man into one of the rooms in my brothers' house. The man was blindfolded and his hands were tied together. He was hunched over in pain and he had blood stains scattered all over his clothes. He looked tired and beaten.. "You couldn't have had worse timing." My brother groaned out in frustration as he released his grip on me "Well I'm sorry. It's not like there's anything I could do to prevent our parents' death." I said sarcastically as tears threatened to escape my eyes "Look.." He started with a sigh "Go wait in the office. We'll join you in a second. Jared and I.. have something we need to tell you.." He said with a dark, weary look in his eye. [][][][][][][][][][] Follow Alice's story as she unravels the truth behind who her brothers are and what they do for a living... and who it was she saw being dragged away.. EDIT: Weird flex but this had the number 5 slot in #nosex March-April 2020.... *Mic drop* 'ㅇ' Let's GOOO!!! >ㅂ< #171 in #firstperson as of June 2020

"You're going to keep living, V." Everyone thought Ivy Archer had the perfect life. Because they had no idea what she was hiding: her mums terminal cancer. When the inevitable happens, Ivy is forced to face her grief for the first time, in front of everyone. Insert Quinn Hale, the boy next door who everyone loves. But not Ivy - she always hated him and even more so now that he witnessed first hand everything she's going through. What happens when it seems her next door nemesis understands her more than anyone else?

Isabelle Montclair has her senior year all planned out: perfect grades, a flawless resumé, and one goal; get into Yale and leave her past behind. Everyone thinks she's lucky, but no one knows the nightmares she's running from. Damian Lennox. Reckless, irresistible, the kind of boy everyone warns you about. Between failing classes, hiding behind pills, and carrying his own mistakes, Damian is desperately trying to live, and Isabelle's trying to show him the world is more than his pain. Tutoring him should be simple. It isn't. He makes her life harder at every turn, and yet, the more time she spends with him, the more she sees there's more to Damian than anyone knows. Highest rankings: #1 in party #7 in enemies #8 in teenagelove

It was pure luck that Hannah Avery was driving on the same bridge that Tristan Hunter was ready to end his life by jumping off of. They had never really been friends, but were both aware of the other's existence. Now this horrific event has bound them together - something that neither of them is quite prepared for.

To the world, Allena Draknos is a cold, teenage model who doesn't care about anything or anyone. In reality, she's trying to protect herself and younger sisters from the wrath of their abusive uncle. To the world, Luca Romano, is Italy's golden boy. Rich, good looking, everything a girl wants. In reality he's the heir to a mafia he doesn't even want, and under control of his strict father. The two don't have much in common except for two things: the fear of arranged marriage, and a disdain for each other. But, if they want to save themselves and the people they care about they have to push that aside and convince the entire world they're dating. EXCERPT "There's no harm in holding in this out, at least until the threat of an arranged marriage passes." He argues. "I can't decide what happens to my future until I'm eighteen, and legally get my inheritance. That's months from now." I retort. "And I can't decide until the business gets handed over to me in a few months." Luca adds. "We keep this up until then, and then we break it off." "And what happens when they ask why we aren't engaged?" I ask. "They won't. We just need it to last for a little." He continues. "Plus, we'd barely have to see each other. I'd be in Italy, and you'd be here. Occasionally we can be seen together, for the press and our family." "They'll read right through us." I mumble. "Only if we let them." "This is insane." I whisper. "Well, then what do you say, bellissima? Want to go to insanity with me?"

*WATTPAD FEATURED* *UNEDITED* "You can't erase the pain, nor can I. You can't erase the reasons behind my fake smiles, you can't change the past, nor can I. We can't turn each other's faith, we can't vanish each other's mistakes, but I promise, I promise you that through all your regrets, pain and heartbreaks, I will be there for you, I will be there for you to love you, to support you, to be your pillar. I will always be there with you, in the same road. Yah, I can't promise to make the pain go away but, but I promise that you will not face it alone, you're never going to face it alone. We are going to do that together, for each other." - The Golden Girl **************************************** ©iiqueenbee_ | 2018 Featured by : @talentscouts Completed.

I closed my eyes tightly until I heard laughing. No, I could feel the laughing. My eyes sprang open to find Miles on top of me. I was laying flat on my back in the dirt with my glove with the ball inside pressed against his chest. Miles was not at all fat, but he was 6'2 compared to my barely 5'3. I could feel his chest rumbling and shaking with laughter as I lay humiliated on the ground. "I didn't know you liked being on the bottom," Miles said loudly. The whole field cracked up with that. I struggled under him and shoved him off of me. All of the guys were howling with laughter as I got up and swiped all the dirt off me. "Pervert," I muttered, before tossing the ball out of my glove to hit him in the thigh. I stalked across the field without another word. The whole team was in hysterics as I shoved all my things in my bag and practically ran off to get away. ... Gloria is like any other 17 year old girl getting ready for summer break, but this summer is going to be completely different. Gloria has been playing baseball since she could remember and has been invited to a national baseball camp. Being a girl in the world of a male-dominated sport, she couldn't even count how many times people have told her she needed to find something else to do. Her dad kept her playing though, even after he died a few years ago, that didn't stop Gloria from doing what she loved. The only problem is she is the only girl at the camp for three months. Enter the problem of suddenly having to share a room, more specifically, sharing with Miles Harris. Gloria must deal with Miles, a big shot and arrogant jerk, and all the other horny, testosterone driven baseball players, who just might push Gloria off the edge of sanity. Trigger warning: mention and vague description of SA