𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟? ____ Later, as the sky darkened and the fairy lights glowed brighter, we lay back on the blanket, side by side. The stars flickered above us. "I like you, Noella," Mason said suddenly, voice low, careful. My heart stuttered. "I like you so much." I swallowed hard. "There's... there's a difference between a want and a need." He turned his head, eyes narrowing slightly. "What do you mean?" "People say they want someone," I whispered, staring up at the stars. "But a want is fleeting. Temporary. A craving. A need is something you can't live without. And I don't know which one I am to you, Mason. I don't know if I want to be anyone's need." Silence stretched. My chest tightened. Then he rolled onto his side, facing me fully. His voice was steady. "I love you, princess." ____ She was invisible. He was everyone's favorite. Noella Collins has spent her life hiding in plain sight-quiet, overlooked, and trapped in the noise of her own thoughts. Mason Montgomery? He's the golden boy with the kind of smile that makes the world stop spinning. They were never supposed to cross paths. But when his eyes find hers, something shifts. For the first time, she isn't just there-she's seen. The invisible girl. The golden boy. One look-and everything changes. Noella never believed in love stories. Mason never expected to fall for one. She's quiet storms and late-night thoughts. He's sunlight and easy laughter. And when their worlds collide, It isn't chaos- It's everything love was meant to be. ____ Best rankings: #1 unpopular (22/12/2025) #1 mentalproblems (24/12/2025) #9 hotboys (21/12/2025) #2 therapy (25/12/2025) #9 selflove (24/12/2025) #3 teenlove (28/12/2025) #1 healing (01/01/2026)

*SLOWLY BEING EDITED* Zane had a special mission to accomplish. No one could find out that he's undercover. No one. But with those hazel eyes and her smart mouth he couldn't stay away from her. She was making him feel things he never knew it was possible. Yet bringing her into his world was dangerous especially because of her sudden connection to his case. Katherine has a baggage full of insecurities and trust issues. She never had an official boyfriend and being 24 that's socially unacceptable. The danger those grey eyes emit should scare her away. He was trouble and she knew that but she couldn't help it. The attraction she feels towards him is scaring her. Is it worth taking the risk? ........ "Can you cook?" "I can" "Good, what about laundry and cleaning?" I nodded. "Fuck Angel, you're like the perfect woman and you still want me to be your friend" He joked and found myself laughing. "Because I am the perfect housewife?" I asked arching an eyebrow. "No, because you are the perfect combination of smart, beautiful, and skillful." I blushed at that and I wanted to look away but one of his hands stopped me and turned my face towards him. "Get used to hearing compliments because you're going to hear them often in the future. Now, about my offer..." He gave me an expectant look. I thought for a while. I still wasn't sure it was a good idea but I liked working at the shop and still wanted to work there for a little while. "Alright, let's do it," I said. "Now? Here? Damn Angel, first the fiancé thing, and now this. For someone inexperienced, you sure move fast" He joked and I laughed. *Warning ⚠️* Strong language, triggering topics such as body shaming, depression...

❝"𝐒𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞," 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐬, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫. "𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞."❞ ꨄꨄꨄ "You're trouble," I whisper against his mouth. A quiet laugh rumbles out of him. "And you're addicted to trouble." "I am not addicted to you." "Yeah?" he murmurs, eyes dragging slowly over my face. "Then why do you shake every time I touch you?" ꨄꨄꨄ Alec Donovan is the kind of boy you cross the street to avoid. Bruised knuckles, a temper no one can control, and eyes that don't just look at you-they warn you. People don't get close to him. And if they do, they don't leave without damage. I was never supposed to be one of them. My life is planned-perfect grades, a future in design, expectations I can't break. My father calls boys distractions, and Alec Donovan is the worst kind. I called him Angel once. As a joke. Because he showed up when he shouldn't have, ruined my night, saved my life-and looked like he regretted both. The nickname should have died right after that. It didn't. Not when he kisses me just to shut me up. Not when he punches the boy who touched me wrong. Not when he looks at me like I'm something worth keeping. He doesn't ask. He takes-my space, my control, the life I thought I had planned. And the worst part? I don't stop him. Because when everything starts falling apart, he's there. Watching. Waiting. Protecting me in ways he never admits. Alec Donovan isn't a mistake. He's a warning. And the truth is- I'm not scared of him ruining me. I'm scared of how much I want him too. ꨄꨄꨄ "𝘏𝘌 𝘐𝘚 𝘔𝘠 𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘓... 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭."