When Liya moved into the new town as a child, she found a boy her age who seemed to be a prince charming. But as the time passed and she turned ten, destiny had it's own plan. They were both contracted by their parents to marry each other one day. The boy who seemed to be a prince charming turned into a poison. He won't talk to her, touch her, nothing. He was rude and ignorant. But Liya is keenly set into making the stone cold guy fall for her. ×××× She is water, He is fire. She is kind, He is cold. She knows everything about him, He knows nothing about her. She loves him, He hates her. One Deal to either make or break their relationship. __

" Fine , but if you touch me , I can touch you. Your body. Anywhere." " Wait what- " " Yeah. One brush gives me one minute. Intentional touch , five minutes. And if you kiss me , I get to devour you. " " Who's kissing you ! " ___________________________________________ What turn will Arthit's life take when Kong enters his life as his neighbor, then his boss. (Completed)

Siam Private University (SPU) is considered as one of the premier private universities in Thailand. Faculty of Communication Arts is one of the biggest faculties in the university. It has produced a lot of outstanding names in the media and showbiz industry. It is hard to enter the faculty, aside from the entrance exam, interviews and the money requirement since almost all of the courses under it are costly, the hazing system is not easy either. Kongpob Suthiluck is an incoming freshman under the Faculty of Communication Arts, taking up Broadcast Communication. With a director father and a mother who was once an actress, Kongpob decided that the path of media studies is what he should pursue. He has set his goals in entering the university: enter in his faculty, survive the hazing system and maybe, find love once he settles in. Arthit Rojnapat is a sophomore under the Faculty of Communication Arts, taking up Broadcast Communication. He is currently the hazing committee leader tasked to help out the third year in conducting the hazing system to the incoming freshmen. Coming from a family with a huge influence in the media and show business, Arthit is expected to involve himself into it - and he did. He wanted to graduate well and work behind the scene just like how he dreamed of - no other sort of distractions needed... as of the moment. Story includes: SLOW BURN, NRSB (No Relationship Since Birth) character, finding out your true self, University Life and more :) - Characters are not mine. Characters are owned by Bittersweet❤️ Only the plot is mine. STORY IS CROSS POSTED IN AO3 under the same U/N

"But why are you here?" he pursued. "Mr Boyd," she started. "Ethan," he interjected. She chanced a confused glance at him. "Call me Ethan. After all, we're gonna be housemates for a month." He then put on a cheeky smile. She nodded agreeably. "Okay, Ethan," she emphasized. "I forgot another rule. No asking after my personal life."' *w*w*w* Skylar Smith was not what he expected for a cabin owner when he booked a cabin in New Zealand on a spontaneous streak. He didn't know what he expected but this woman definitely was not it. First off, Skylar was friendly and nice. She was kind. She was beautiful. She had a dog with a weird name. She worked at a bookstore even when she was loaded. She owned a cabin with high price rates. She didn't know who he was despite the fact that he has had his face splashed across TIME, Forbes, Vanity Fair and a dozen of tabloid front pages. She was also the most secretive human being Ethan Boyd had ever come across in his life. Ethan, with nothing better to do, decided to play a game of fact trading with her. They would each tell a fact per day. And as he got to know her more and more each day, he found himself magnetized by her and falling for her. And that couldn't be good, because he was bound to leave sooner or later, which meant it could only end with one of them heartbroken.

*Completed* "I just want to know why." I say as I turn over, trying to find his figure through the dark of my room. "Why what?" He asks. "Why you're being so nice to me." I say quietly, vulnerability seeping into my words. "How we even became friends." He sighs, "I want to know how." I scrunch my brow. "How what?" His response is soft, the opposite of his sarcastic personality. "How you don't see it." ******* Reagan Holt was about as average as a high school student could be. She didn't play any sports, didn't participate in the popular activities, and wasn't the girl all the boys chased after. All except one boy. He wrote her a letter every week. Each letter described something new for him to love about her. Whether it was how beautiful her laugh was or how his heart swelled with every smile she gave, he never failed to write how he felt. So the two should be together, right? That's the way Reagan wants it, but there's just one problem. He signs his letters "Love, Anonymous." Now add an obnoxious, conceited, sex god into the equation and you get a teenage girl confused on who really loves her. The sweet, tender written anonymous lover, or the cocky, ignorant asshole? -REVIEWS- "You create such wonderful characters and I can't wait to see what happens next!" VampireSa5m41993 "Thank you for wonderful dogs and little brothers and eccentrically hormonal best friends!" -Nat-Attack "I am totally hooked on this book!" nbazinet "I love the way the story flows and that you have really roundabout characters. It's as if they're real while I'm reading!" life_is_beautiful115 "Your work is literally art." lemonsun123 "Every time I read this book it just makes me smile." Nicooole97 Cover by: -winterr

Elle Grayson's guilty pleasure is reading cheesy romance novels. Always has been, always will be. Maybe that's why she's never had a boyfriend - no guy can live up to her expectations of the guys in romance novels. She doesn't think there is one guy that can prove to be even half as decent as guys in books. But when there's somebody set on doing exactly that, things just might start to change. Romance #110 Short Story #23 - May 28, 2014

❝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

Ashton Miller was the richest, most powerful and sexiest man alive. Being a multimillionaire, he had everything he could have ever wanted; girls, cars, and so much money he didn't know what to do with. As the biggest playboy in New York, Ashton jumps from girl to girl breaking their hearts as he went along. He didn't care about anything other than his company and himself. Layla Kingston. Layla was NOT rich, actually Layla was basically broke. She worked as a waitress. She didn't have guys all over her, in fact she's only had one boyfriend and that didn't turn out well. Layla didn't have it all, in fact she's had a very hard life, and just when she thinks her life is finally starting to turn over it turns out way different than she thought. A story about two wounded polar opposites crossing paths. ****************************************************************************************************** Warning! There is some swearing and 1-2 dirty scenes so if you don't like that or are too young I'm not responsible :) Thank you @babedirectionerxx for helping me edit!! Highest Rank: # 1

Colton Pearce is annoying, a flirt, and definitely not in Cassidy's ten-year plan. Then again, neither is falling in love. When their English teacher hires them to clean his grandmother's house for the summer, she discovers that there may be more to Colton than meets the eye. Through a valuable baseball card, strained relationships with fathers, and much dust, Cassidy and Colton might discover forty-seven uses for a paperclip and -possibly -even love along the way. Center cover image copyright 2011 by Worlds Apart Photography

Dear Library Girl, I almost asked you what was wrong the first time I saw you crying. Then I saw the book you were reading, and realized that you were crying because of it. And I was interested, because I'd never read anything that moved me that much. I checked out the book you were reading, and guess what? I cried - just a little - too. That's how it started. Every time I go to the library, you're almost always there, usually with a completely new book. Sometimes you smile, or laugh out loud, or cry again, and when you do, I check out the book you're reading. That was it, really, until I realized how gorgeous you are. You're not pretty in the normal kind of way, but god, when you smile, it lights up your face in the best way. I wish you'd notice me, sitting a few tables away from you, reading the book you were reading a few days ago. I wish you'd smile at me. I don't have the guts to talk to you. I'm afraid you won't be anything at all like I imagine. One of these days, I'll work up the courage and I'll ask you about what you're reading. And maybe you'll smile that gorgeous smile and tell me all about it, and then we'll talk about all the books we've read. But until then, thank you for the book recommendations. I love them. Love, Tyler *The body of this letter is not my original work, but rather a prompt for the story you are (hopefully) about to read. Enjoy! French translation on @ClesteVrld's profile!