She just smiled and told him, "Trouble."

"Have you ever considered for like a second," I rolled my eyes at him immediately, "let me finish. Just a second, to try something your little uptight friends would disapprove of." I thought about it. "Obviously, I can't recall anything I have ever tried. Not a fair proposition." I sighed. This amnesia shit was beyond frustrating. "Even better. Think of anything. Something you've seen on a movie, read in a book, saw on MTV. Go wild." I smirked. I was going to do just that. "I don't remember ever getting high in the parking lot of a pizza place, then going inside to eat a shit ton of pizza." I smiled at the music video I still remember ogling at when I was ten, wanting desperately to be a teenager. "You got it." he started the car, and another unpredictable night began. In the midst of regaining her memory and getting her life back to where it was, everything gets twisted, to say the least- all thanks to one boy.

𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ➙ 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ "They're for you," he whispers softly, and the moonlight seeping through the curtains bathes his jaw in a wonderful tone, "Everything I've written, is for you." or The one in which Hemmings is a professor with hidden secrets and he can't seem to keep his hands off his student. *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ [includes smut, mentions of alcohol and or drug use, violence]

she sits with him on the school bus, yet they never talk to each other.

"I guess that just leaves you and me, then." "What a pity."

Elleya didn't want anything to do with him. Luke Hemmings was nothing more than a stranger she met on a beach at midnight. Nothing was supposed to happen; she wasn't going to let anything happen. But Luke's intentions prove her wrong and he's more than willing to get her to trust him. With a tangled past of broken promises, trusting someone new is the last thing she wants to do, but Luke isn't one to give up on someone. #954 in Teen Fiction - 04/15

they met at therapy; therapy for sex addicts. (cover by elle)

When disgraced music journalist Brooke Reeves is offered a second chance-posing as a tour photographer for one of the world's biggest rock bands, she takes it without hesitation. Her mission is simple: keep her head down, gather intel, and most importantly, don't get caught. But the band is not what she expected. The music is chaotic, the energy volatile, and Calum Hood,the elusive bassist, is always late to sound check. Everyone warns her to not ask questions. But Brooke has made a career out of asking the wrong ones. Dark!calum

"We can't tell anyone." She told him. "Luke would kill us." "Don't worry, babe." Calum smirked. "It'll be our dirty little secret."

in a world where Calum Hood seems to be the only one to know the name 'Josie Jackson'. started august 23 2025