The wind ran through my short black hair as I rode through the meadow on Tax. I loved these rides, it was the only way to get out of the crowded castle and my room, where I spent nearly my entire life. 𝒲ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓇𝒶𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒻𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉 ℴ𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎 ℐ 𝓌ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓇𝒶𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒹𝒾ℯ 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝓁𝒾𝓋ℯ 𝒶 𝓈𝓁𝒶𝓋ℯ I forgot about Rapunzel, about Cassandra, about the bridge, my home, my problems... everything. All I saw, all I acknowledged at that moment were those black rocks. How the full moon shone onto them, how my reflection gazed back at me... '𝒞𝒶𝓊𝓈ℯ ℐ 𝒹ℴ𝓃'𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉ℴ 𝒷ℯ 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝓎ℴ𝓊 The bridge rumbled and wobbled, but we kept running. Suddenly, the bridge moved and the three of us fell. My knee hit the hard ground again. Ouch. We swiftly got up again and continued running towards the horses. Nearly there! 𝒪𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝒷ℴ𝒹𝓎 ℯ𝓁𝓈ℯ 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝒾𝒹ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓇ℴℴ𝓂 𝒮ℴ 𝓁ℯ𝓉 𝓂ℯ 𝓇ℴ𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒹𝒾𝒸ℯ Dad embraced us both in a tight hug, Cass silently stepping aside. Sometimes he was a little harsh on us, but he meant well. ℐ𝓉'𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓃 ℴ𝓇 𝓁ℴ𝓈ℯ Rapunzel grabbed the frying pan and swung past Eugene, giving him the weapon. '𝒞𝒶𝓊𝓈ℯ ℐ 𝒶𝓁𝓇ℯ𝒶𝒹𝓎 𝓀𝓃ℴ𝓌 Cassandra swung her sword will all her might. The metal hit the stone and shattered into a million pieces. 𝒲𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒹ℴ ℴ𝓇 𝒹𝒾ℯ, ℐ 𝒻ℯℯ𝓁 ℯ𝓁ℯ𝒸𝓉𝓇𝒾𝒻𝒾ℯ𝒹 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝒾𝓉 𝓀𝒾𝓁𝓁𝓈 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝒾𝒹ℯ, ℐ 𝒻ℯℯ𝓁 ℯ𝓁ℯ𝒸𝓉𝓇𝒾𝒻𝒾ℯ𝒹

When Raven agrees to help sheltered Cassian complete his list of firsts in exchange for cash, it's strictly business-until their deal ignites an undeniable chemistry neither of them saw coming. *** After making a deal to finish her last year at Briarwood Academy in exchange for a shot at her dream job, 18 year old Raven Castillo has one mission: graduate and get out. No fights. No distractions. No complications. Cassian Hawthorne has spent his life buried in books, sheltered by his overprotective parents. But with college looming, he's ready to change that. He has a list of firsts to complete, and the unbothered new girl seems like the perfect person to help him. *** She needs the cash. He needs the experience. It's just business... until addictive kisses, lingering touches, and stolen glances make it anything but. What happens when their deal turns into something neither of them can control? Will they allow these sparks to fly, or will their personalities be far too different to carry on? ☪︎ ִ ࣪𖤐 𐦍 ☾𖤓 𝐁𝐚𝐝 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐱 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐲 [CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE] #1 in goodboy #1 in badgirl #1 in badgirlgoodboy #1 in plottwist #1 in forbiddenlove #1 in bucketlist #1 in eroticromance #2 in romance #2 in steamy #2 in lovestory #3 in teenromance

I promised to take care of him until he didn't need me anymore. I made a mistake. I was twenty-two. Just a broke artist with a pair of scissors and a flashlight, hired to be his nanny. I did my best. I built him a sky out of cardboard boxes. I held his hand when the thunder was too loud. I taught him that he didn't have to be alone in the dark. But children grow up. And Silas Vane grew up... different. As the years passed, I started noticing things I couldn't explain. My dates getting cancelled. My debts mysteriously paid off. The feeling of eyes watching me while I slept. I thought I was raising a lonely boy. I didn't realize I was becoming the center of a dangerous obsession. Now, he is a man. A genius who controls everything around him. And he has finally solved the only equation that matters: How to keep me forever.

"Have you no sense of self-preservation?" he asked, seeming genuinely curious. "I do. But it's kind of low on my list of priorities. Right below not sucking up to immortals, no matter if they were elders." And I really needed to shut up before I got myself killed. *** **** *** Elle Sanders is a headhunter with a secret. In a mission to hunt down a thief, Elle's life takes an unexpected turn when she's thrown into the very world she spent her entire life avoiding. Faced with a series of life-changing decisions, an irritating vampire lord who's dangerously curious about her, and a crime she holds the key to solving, Elle has to choose between revealing her secrets or staying silent at the expense of innocent human lives.

I am dying - it was inevitable. The poison given to me over the course of several months have spread throughout my veins and seep through my bones. I was alone. There was not one single person to hold me, to comfort me, or to cry for me... I am all alone... NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

"I was broken. Nothing, no one could fix me. Until you came into my life again. I wish I had gone with you that day instead of him. Because, now I can't imagine how I spent the previous years of my life without you by my side. You are my savior. You showed me that its okay to be broken and you showed me that I wasn't alone. You were with me. i love you for that. But I hate that I love you. I was never good with love. I'm scared that one day I'll wake up without you by my side. One day you will realize that you are better off without me and I don't want that day to come. Not now, not ever. I love you too much to let you go. I finally have a place in this world and that is next to you. You once said, 'Our mistakes compliment each other.' Truer words than these were never said before. We are both broken and incomplete but together, we're whole and we're fixed. We might be too bad for the others, but we are good for each other. They say all good things come to an end, but I'm bad and so are you. Together, we are horrible. But that just means that we're inevitable. You are mine and I promise to forever be yours." Recap by WeLiveOnlyOne *** WATCH THE TRAILER! Humor #1 / Teen Fiction #1 / Romance #4

When a girl gets a complete makeover, the hot guy is supposed to start liking her. Not Forrest Stephens. He merely gave me a once-over, said "nice outfit", and walked right past me. Maybe being his friend was the problem. But now that other guys started noticing me, he's gotten protective-demanding I don't date them without his permission, and touching me in ways that makes everyone think I'm off-limits. · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · "Spencer," his caress over my name brought the smallest blush, the events of last night flashing through my mind like a movie. His knuckles brushed my cheek. Angling his head, he studied me, eyes narrowing in a way that was uncomfortably critical. "You're blushing," he noted. He was so close I caught a whiff of his wintergreen gum. In that moment I wanted to disappear. "I'm not," I denied. "You are," he countered, leaning in. "Your cheeks are pink. You're not into me-are you?" 𝚃𝚘𝚙 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: #1 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚢 #1 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛 **WARNING: I WROTE THIS IN MIDDLE SCHOOL. ONLY REVISED FOR READABILITY.** [Originally written 2008]

Novel Rating:10/10 Typhoons, storms, extreme cold, heatwaves, acid rain, plague... Yu Xifeng was kicked out by her stepmother and struggled for seven years in the apocalypse, then was reborn before the disasters began. Her scumbag dad tried to squeeze her for all she's worth by setting her up with a rapist rich second-generation heir. She broke off the matchmaking! She took the lead and claimed ownership of the space. Yu Xifeng started wildly buying and stocking up! While everyone struggled to survive the disasters, her scumbag dad and stepmother's family fell into poverty. Yu Xifeng lived leisurely, eating well and living a stable life.

A legendary King who saved their kingdom from brutal invaders and the humble brahmin's (ascetic) daughter. • King gets obsessed with her and forcefully marry her. • Strong female lead x Love sick Male lead. • FL tries to get revenge for what he does to her, follow the journey to see if she can escape from him, or fall for him. • Geographical location is Kashmir. ••• "Will you fight me too, your majesty?" A commanding voice cut through the crowd, drawing all eyes to the arena. At once, everyone knelt. "Hail to the savior of Kali Kingdom!" Shivani's gaze shifted, meeting her husband's smirking eyes. Dressed in green, he stood at the edge, watching her like a hunter sizing up his prey. Her smile faded, replaced by cold resolve. "I am not a warrior, Maharaja," she stated. "Just a teacher. My work here is done." "Rise," he ordered softly, eyes still locked on hers. As the men stood, he stepped forward, his smile deepening. "I, too, wish to learn. I shall pay a suitable fees. Don't worry." Her jaw tightened. "I have nothing to teach the great King," she said, laced with sarcasm. "I'm just a mere woman correcting mistakes-while you, of course, are flawless." Unfazed, he removed his rings one by one, handing them to a servant. "It's a humble request, Maharani. Please teach me. How can you judge my skill without facing me?" Her grip on the sword tightened. He had struck a nerve. "Fine," she snapped. With a sharp swing, she stepped back, putting space between them. A sword was placed in his hand. With a slight nod, he raised it, ready for battle. • • •

This is an old version. I am slowly rewriting this. Please wait to read that one. It'll have some of the same chapter outlines but way better writing. It'll also have more characters and hopefully be more in depth as well as be longer and have a different ending. He thought he was a bad boy. She thought she was a psychopath. He was bad news. She was worse. He was angry at the world. She just wanted to have fun in it. When Ashila gets caught on the wrong side of the law again, her father has no other choice but to send her to the strict boarding school known as 'Prescott Boarding School a place for delinquents and troubled youth' she is downright pissed. However when she gets there she decides to have some fun. Her type of fun. When Rylan finds out the only other dorm in his hall is going to be taken he's intrigued. After all his hall is only for the 'Class A' dangerous students, as the teachers and guards put it anyway. However when she gets there and he finds out that she's a she he's kinda annoyed that they class her as a 'Class A +' which is more dangerous than him. _______________________________ A lot of colourful language and not the rainbow kind. started this when i was young so it's not the best. but i still put my heart into it so don't copy please i'm sick of it. Finished.