❝what was your first clue?❞ * Copyright © 2017 -#1 under the tag 'dialogue' 22/11/18

"I'm in love with you." How many times would I have to think about this, how many times, before she could hear it, feel it, see it in my eyes? "I'm in love with you." How could I make her see without telling her, without scaring her off... without losing her. I couldn't lose her.

C O M P L E T E D : 24/02/22 Sienna Callum was popular - scratch that - she was the queen of high school. She had tons of gorgeous friends wishing to be her, smoking hot flings, and an unbelievably trendy fashion sense. But, she needed one more thing. Decent grades to graduate. Roman Lawrence was a nerd - scratch that - THE nerd of high school. Yet, his exceptional intelligence made him stand out among those seeking to learn. He had one problem though, the girl he'd been crushing on since kindergarten didn't like him back. One of the reasons? His lack of experience.... sexually. This isn't boy meets girl. This is mouse meets vixen. This is what happens when these two opposites strike a deal and things get hot. "So, here's my offer: you tutor me in school, and I tutor you in sex." _____ W A R N I N G T H I S S T O R Y C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ sexual/mature content ❤︎ explicit language ❤︎ alcohol consumption ❤︎ mild violence _____ H I G H E S T R A N K I N G S : 1 #virginboy 1 #goodboybadgirl 1 #nerdboy 1 #scandalous 1 #populargirl 1 #tutor 1 #badgirlgoodboy 2 #forbidden 2 #eroticromance 3 #sexy _____ S T A R T E D - 05/03/2021 C O M P L E T E D - 24/02/2022 (word count: 200,000 - 250,000)

"You just have no idea." His voice was thick with restraint. "W-what," I breathed. His gaze flicked to my lips as his thumb stroked again. The calloused pad against my soft flesh sent goosebumps down my arms. His once warm eyes were dark as they lifted and bared into my soul. "What you do to... men." His husky whisper weakened my knees. I almost fell but his other hand settled on my hip, pulling me closer to him. "What you do to me," he added on a breath. The hand on my jaw shifted. His fingers left trails of tingles as he slipped them back slowly, under my earlobe and into my curls. *************************************************** As a young girl, Charlotte Avery's favourite pass time was daydreaming about her Prince Charming: Archer Johnson. She never stopped to consider that Archer was her brother's best friend.. Or that he always appeared severely creeped out by her attention. On her 16th birthday, Charlotte received a harsh reality check. Realizing just how embarrassing she had been acting, she swore to never make a fool of herself in front of Archer again. The problem? She is about to head to college and unfortunately it's the same school where Archer is currently the star quarterback. Follow Charlotte during her first year at USC as she juggles new experiences, social anxiety, family drama back home, and avoiding Archer. These are the unintended consequences of an embarrassing childhood crush. *************************************************** Top Ranks: #1 - Hot #1 - Collegeromance #1 - Brothersbestfriend #1 - Football #1 - Brooding #1 - Slowburn #1 - Quarterback #1 - Athlete #2 - Newadult #2 - Player #5 - Badboy #73 - Romance ***************************************************

❝I- what? What are you talking about? Who is this?❞ ❝Well the bathroom stall says that this number is the gateway to a good time, and unless you're trying to say that a bathroom stall is lying to me, I think I need a little more information to be sold. Do you have like a yelp page I could look up? Past customer reviews? How many stars out of five?❞ ❝What are yo- oh my god, I'm going to fucking kill Marie.❞ (alternatively called: a lot of people shit with pens) written in dialogue // cover by xhemmingshugsx

When opposites attract and temptation lives next door. * After life throws Fallon Davis a curveball, she finds herself living in a dingy apartment, single-parenting her 3 year old son, and working at the dive-iest dive bar in town. College seems like an impossible dream from a lifetime ago. And dating? What's that? Hunter Kensington has had everything handed to him. Elite boarding schools; college tuition paid in full; and a cushy job waiting for him at his father's billion-dollar mining company. Sure, his secret aspirations to play professional hockey never panned out, he can't stand his backstabbing friends and family, and he's in a toxic on-again/off-again cycle with his ex. Everything is fine, because he numbs his brain with all the distractions money can buy-until his father cuts him off. When Hunter finds himself living in the same rundown apartment complex as the cocktail waitress he met at the bar, sparks fly... then ignite. Fallon is attracted to her handsome, athletic neighbor but knows she'd never get serious with a trust fund brat. Hunter is intrigued by his gorgeous, jaded neighbor but knows they're from different worlds. Fallon has walls, and Hunter has issues. Neither's had any reason to change... until now. Cover designed by Anastasia Wright

Because some of us fail at love. | WATTPAD PICKS 3/2/18 |

Sie legte ihren Finger an den Abzug und richtete die Waffe auf den Oberkörper des Fremden. Der Mann begann in den wenigen Sachen zu wühlen, die es hier gab. Als er direkt unter Seraja bei den Rucksäcken angekommen war, war ihre Furcht entdeckt zu werden so groß, dass sie in ihrem Kopf immer wieder die Gebete an die Allmutter wiederholte, die sie früher nur halbherzig dahingemurmelt hatte. Ihre Hände zitterten. Laut fluchend warf der Fremde die Rucksäcke um und trat gegen den Baum. Er hatte nicht gefunden, was er suchte, was nicht sonderlich verwunderlich war, da Seraja eben jenes in den Händen hielt. Der Fremde sprach zwar die gleiche Sprache wie Seraja, aber hatte ebenso wie die Menschen aus Nigolor einen anderen Akzent, als diejenigen aus Eboris. Seine Stimme war tief und bedrohlich, als er seine Götter für diesen Plan seines Vorgesetzten beleidigte. So viele seiner Leute würden unter der Hand der nigolorischen Soldaten sterben, weil man sie als Ablenkung genutzt hatte um das Lager zu überrennen und die Karten zu stehlen, aber natürlich funktionierte das nicht. Welcher Kommandant ließ denn bitte die Karten, die alle Schwachpunkte seiner Heimat verrieten, unbewacht im Lager? Mit einem letzten, wütenden Schrei verfluchte er seinen Vorgesetzten und riss dabei, so als ob er dadurch direkt mit den Göttern kommunizieren könnte, seinen Kopf in den Nacken. Serajas Blick und der des Fremden trafen sich. Für einen kurzen Moment erstarrten beide. Selbst ihr Atem stoppte. Stille herrschte zwischen ihnen. Seraja schoss. ___________________ Wie du vielleicht von meinen anderen Geschichten her weißt, bin ich nicht sonderlich gut mit Kurzzusammenfassungen. Hier mein Versuch: Seraja wird aus ihrer sicheren Welt gerissen, als sie die Schrecken des Krieges kennenlernt und beginnt die Feinde ihrer Heimat auch als Menschen zu sehen. Vielleicht hast du ja Lust mal reinzuschauen! Danke, Elysa

He's a would-be college student stacking books in the local library. She's a high school senior nearing graduation. He leads a life of organized chaos and she's living by the book. He's free but all she can see are consequences. You can't control who you fall in love with. [To be published end of summer 2025. Stay tuned for details.]

It's September and I need a roommate. I couldn't live in the dorms anymore. I was fed up of being paired with idiots. I was done sharing my kitchen and my bathroom with an entire floor. When I signed the lease for my apartment, I did it with the guy I was seeing at the time. Turned out he was as unreliable as he was loud in bed. Which was very. You know when you see someone for the first time and you think that those clothes they're wearing really are appalling and that they should immediately remove them, any type of clothing really, well that's the first thing that crosses my mind when I first meet Holt. He's going to be a problem, that Holt. (This story is completed)