In fairy tale, it is always the prince who will bring back your missing slipper. He will kneel in front of you with a sweetest smile on his face, treating you like a princess. But what happened to my prince? Running away, stealing my precious glass slippers.. Highest rank: #1 Ended: August 10, 2017 Cover is not mine. Credits to the rightful owner.

A guarded college quarterback's dark past resurfaces when classmate Elena Madison pierces his cold exterior, sparking a dangerous connection that could either redeem or destroy them both. *** Everyone at Ohio State University knows about Blake Andrews, the infamous all-star quarterback of the football team and rumored insomniac. Most refer to him as crude, egotistical, and cold. It isn't until he meets Elena Madison that his world is suddenly flipped upside down. She brings the dark past he has tried to keep hidden for years up to the surface, risking pulling them both under for good. Undeniable attraction radiates between the two clashing souls and he begins to wonder if she can save him from the darkness within him. He's never met someone with such an irritating personality; with her persistent desire to know more about him despite his exhausted efforts to push her away. She is about to uncover what's hidden under his rough and cold exterior-whether she's ready for it or not. After all, eyes are the window to the soul. *** "Thank you," he murmurs sleepily, raising his hand to bring it to my cheek. His thumb slides against my soft skin slowly, it burns hot at his touch. "For what?" I question, my eyes feeling very swollen and heavy now. He takes a deep breath and swallows. "For being my light." *** *MATURE* HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in collegeromance #1 in panicattacks #1 in badboy #1 in brooding #1 in enemiestofriends #1 in trauma #1 in grumpyxsunshine

when devotion meets desire, the greatest sin become the greatest love. when devotion meets desire, the greatest sin become the greatest love. Abegaile fingers moved mechanically, preparing for her first day on the convent school. She slipped into her simple yet elegant habit, the cool fabric a stark contrast to the fiery passion that still burned within her. As she pinned up her hair, the photograph of Gabriel slipped from her pocket, landing softly on the floor. She picked it up, her eyes tracing the contours of his face. A pang of longing hit her, but she took a deep breath, steeling herself for the day ahead. She was a novice nun now, dedicating her life to the Lord. But could she truly erase the memories of Gabriel, the love they shared?"