ASTRID They say you are like the people who raised you. Famous designer turned politician Banks Carrington and Civil Engineer Zoe Hassan. I'm their daughter.A perfect resemblance of both of them. I had it fucking all. Girls at my feet. A best friend that was my ride or die. Money that was endless. But there was one spot I wanted..Needed even. The Head Cheerleader Spot. Sophomores could never get the head cheerleading spot but the spot was vacate.And it was my legacy to be the head cheerleader for Callister Academy. My mother Banks Carrington held that spot for all of her college years. That spot was fucking mine.Only problem? I wasn't the only one gunning for the spot. ------------------------------ NORTH Astrid Carrington was my weakness. I had everything I wanted in high school.The title of Queen bee,A hot football player as my boyfriend, and best of all? I had the head cheerleading spot Astrid wanted. But one night I fucked up. I gave in to Astrid beautiful eyes and dashing smile. I made out with her and it took my innocence away And now?I fucking hated her.I hated her for being so fucking perfect.So fucking beautiful.So amazing. I wanted Astrid to myself.I wanted to break her.I wanted her to be obsessed with me like she used to be. And now at Callister, there's a spot open for head cheerleader. Astrid wants it but she's going to have to go through me to get it.

Theodore Nott is, for the most part, a loner. He'd much prefer to spend his days smoking in the astronomy tower alone than carousing in a crowd. While he has friends, he is, by nature, alone. When he's alone, he doesn't have to pretend to be some fun-loving extrovert or some happy-go-lucky prince, both things he's not. He can just be him: Theo. A loner. Until he's not. Until he meets a beautiful girl with the prettiest blue eyes he's ever seen who just happens to be his best friend's younger sister. But dating Aria Berkshire comes with complications, ones that force Theo to decide if truly does want to be alone. Because with her, perhaps he doesn't have to be. Smoke and Stars is a romance with brother's best friend, secret romance, and introvert x introvert tropes. It is book #1 in the Slytherin Boys Series but can be read as a standalone. "Your body is mine to own. Your breaths are mine to take. Your noises are mine to hear. You are mine, cara mia, and that will never change as long as I can help it." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . "I've always been yours, Theo. From that moment you laid eyes on me, I've been hopelessly and utterly yours." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Highest ranking: #1 in SlytherinBoysReact #1 in TheoNott #1 in TheodoreNott #1 in SecretRomance #2 in LorenzoBerkshire #1 in Astoria

Step one: graduate. Step two: accidentally sleep with your best friend. Step three: get trapped working summer camp together because your other best friend has no sense of boundaries. Now Enya and Maddie are sharing a cabin, pretending nothing happened, and doing a terrible job at it. It's hot. It's messy. It's gay. * * * The summer before college was supposed to be chill; sunburns, iced lattes, maybe a mild existential crisis. But when Skylar signs everyone up to be counselors at a middle school camp, Enya and Maddie find themselves trapped in a mosquito-infested nightmare... together. One small problem: They may or may not have ACCIDENTALLY hooked up after graduation. And Maddie is convinced Enya planned the whole thing. Between canoe races gone wrong, s'mores that end in arguments, and bunkhouse confessions they swore would never happen again, both girls are about to learn that feelings aren't something you can logic your way out of-or yell your way past. Because sometimes the person who drives you craziest... is the one who feels like home.

Foster sisters Ain't that a cockblocker? Bethany doesn't trust anyone. Chloe doesn't need anyone. So naturally, the universe puts them in the same house. Bethany is all sharp smiles and sharper exits - a girl who leaves before she can be left. Chloe is controlled, calculated, painfully composed - the kind of girl who built walls so well she almost believes she doesn't have a heart behind them. They take one look at each other and decide: absolutely not. Every conversation turns into a standoff. Every shared space feels like a territorial dispute. Every silence hums with tension thick enough to choke on. Bethany thinks Chloe is rigid and self-righteous. Chloe thinks Bethany is chaos in human form. Oil and water. Match and fuse. And neither of them plans on backing down. Because when you're forced into the same house with someone who mirrors all the things you hate about yourself - it's not just uncomfortable. It's war.

[ completed ] In their four years of knowing each other, Draco Malfoy and Amora Buckley have never managed to see eye to eye. However, when the pair are locked in the library overnight together, things start to change between them- and neither of them like it. Throw in Harry Potter's not-so-subtle crush on Amora, the fact that her cousin is Hogwarts' golden boy Cedric Diggory, and that her mother is the Muggle Studies professor, and things are bound to get even more complicated... TROPES/EXTRA TAGS: enemies to lovers, secret relationship, forced proximity, forbidden love, opposites attract, slowburn. TRAINING WHEELS draco malfoy x oc goblet of fire - deathly hallows harry potter series.

Out the window, I see her - Hayden Musk, striding across the quad like she owns it. Her rugby bag slung over her shoulder, hair tied up in a way that looks messy but perfect. She laughs at something her friend says, tipping her head back so the sun hits her cheekbones. For a second, my heartbeat trips over itself. Hayden's the kind of person who makes you wish you were brave. I've only ever spoken to her once - last year in the library, when she asked if the seat next to me was free. I remember how she smiled, how she smelled like grass and shampoo. I remember I couldn't speak properly for hours afterwards. Lucy follows my gaze, raises an eyebrow. "You know her?" I drop my eyes fast. "No. Not really." "Right." Lucy flips her hair over her shoulder. "She's trouble anyway." I almost laugh. I don't think Hayden Musk could be trouble for me if she tried. I'm invisible. And maybe that's safer. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Part of me is always searching - the next game, the next girl, the next spark that might stick. Then I see her. Felicity Marianne - all soft edges and hidden eyes, hugging her books like they're the only thing keeping her upright. She's too pretty for this place. She looks like a secret you'd promise to keep forever. Alex elbows me mid-sentence. "Hey, Musk - you listening?" I grin, unapologetic. "Sorry. Distracted." "By who?" She follows my gaze, laughs under her breath. "Marianne? She's a ghost, mate." "Maybe I like ghosts," I say. It's a joke but it isn't. I've been surrounded by loud, bright people my whole life. Maybe I want quiet for once. Something soft. Something real. Alex makes a face. "She's way out of your league." I raise an eyebrow. "Think so?" She laughs. "I know so. Come on, Captain. First period. Let's go pretend we care."

TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ MENTIONS OF Rape, family abuse and suicidal thoughts. Do not read if this may trigger you. The story isn't all depressing but there are certain family situations brought up. It's a good read, enjoy. "It's ok, Blaine. I promise." I whispered into her ear. Her strong arms wrapped me so tightly. I felt so warm and safe... it's weird how calm everything felt in this moment. I hear her sniffle. "I... don't wanna go back." She whispered. I rubbed her back. "You don't have to if you don't want to I promise. You can stay as long as you want." I whispered back. ------ Blaine Jarome was known for the attitude and anger issues. She was considered a problem child in her school, aggressive at work and in and out the hospital for injuries she never explained how she got. She only had two friends who always worried about her and she lived with two drug addicted foster parents that bought drugs from her. She's nineteen trying to finish her second last year of high school. No one dared to even intervene when she was mad... but the new girl? Well let's just say a big heart goes a long way. Sara gives Blaine an opportunity to do better and try harder. She tries to help her see her potential and see that she is great. The only thing is, will Blaine except the opportunity she's been given.

No one hated each other as much as Tyler Murphy and Hazel Parker, every glance a slow, venomous burn. Yet beneath the surface, something deeper pulled them in, something they consumed in bitter, silent doses. It wasn't the hatred that destroyed them-it was the poison they couldn't stop sipping. The poison of love.