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Wicked Games (book one) de lacedangel
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in which a girl has to choose between her heart and her safety. while being stuck in an abusive relationship, jaylee comes face-to-face with the one guy everyone wants. - highest rankings: #2 in fan fiction
•Daddy Issues• Ethan Dolan de gisxllllx
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"What's my name?" "Daddy."
moved in | e.d de eyybupp
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in which bailey has suffered through sexual assault, soon being stuck in a position where she must move in to an apartment with ethan dolan. the boy every girl wants, but not her. [currently being heavily edited] highest rankings: 19/05/18 #1 in dolan #1 in dolantwins #1 in ethandolan #11 in fanfic #7 in fanfiction
Hating The Player  de xThePineappleGirlx
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|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction and #5 in Romance || Melody Carson has been in the same class as Tyson McCannon since primary school. She's watched him play with girls, set the school on fire, skip classes, prank teachers, smoke behind the school, break the law, get into fights with other guys for fun and even watched him get suspended for three weeks. He always ruins everything and never does what he is told. Melody has hated him since the day he set foot in her school and luckily he has never noticed her. That is, until now. Tyson has set his eyes on Melody and won't stop until he gets what he wants. And he wants her. *-*-* Note: It is cliché at first but it gets better. [COMPLETED] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan
Toxic. (Ethan Dolan.) de magconboyz
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"Where do you think you're going?" He growled gripping onto my hand. "You don't own me!" "I didn't say you could leave." He spat.