The sound of silence is deafening. Avery Spencer; the seventeen year old girl raped and left on the beach the summer after her Junior year. Now a Senior and still recovering from the assault, the last thing Avery wants is to have her athletic brother drag one of his friends to live in their house while their parents disappear to another country for work for the next couple months. And with the constant reality of seeing her abuser every day at school, Avery must cope with the changes on her own. What she doesn't expect is to actually find a safety net in her brother's best friend, one that involves finally being able to open up about what happen. But with more than one person in fear of what might happen if it does, Avery is thrown into a chaotic mess of wrong and right, flashbacks, wayward support groups, and finding her safe haven in the place she least expects it.

Aaliyah Hope Archer. The girl who gets along with everyone and the girl everyone loves. Aaliyah has the kindest, gentlest heart and soul that causes guys to instantly fall in love with her, which isn't really a big deal for her as she's never had feelings for anyone. Though, she does have two male best friends since pre-k, but other than that, she's kept her guard up with relationships after her father cheating on her mother. Wesley Conrad Price. The boy with insecurities and a shield around his weak heart. His mother left him and his father at the age of ten, which caused his insecurities about himself and his lifestyle to sky rocket. He has no friends, nor does he want any. He wears anything possible to hide his figure, but even the clothes he wears makes him self conscious. Days of Aaliyah and Wesley visiting the same coffee shop can turn into a road of recovery for the boy. But one thing, he's even insecure to be around a gorgeous girl like her.

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

Viviana Michaels is a bad ass. She is an ex marine sniper who was forced to retire. She is now a homicide detective who hunts down serial killers. The weight of the deaths and the PTSD she suffers from becomes unbearable sometimes. When it gets bad and she needs a distraction she goes to Pulse, a BDSM club a city over. She doesn't do relationships because of her job but what does she do when two men worm their way in her life and into her life? My promises: A lot of sex, a lot of drama, constant updates. 18+ please. There will be MM and MFM, there will also be cussing. Book 1

Brielle Yves is the new girl, except she's not actually new. She's been to Langston before, but only when she was a little girl hiding in the toilets at lunch because she didn't want to get bullied. Back then, she would let everything slide through her, hurting her feelings and making her feel bad about herself. But now, Brielle is back, and will not let anything slide past her. Grayson Valente, the popular boy. Who everyone sees as perfect, but really he's just boy with a broken heart trying to piece it back together- but it's easier said than done. No one knows the real Grayson, until Brielle comes along obviously. But can they fix each other? Can they find happiness within each other? The Elite Girls Series #1

|| Completed || "Sometimes I wonder if you've lost your mind," Jonathan choked out as a tear made it's way down his cheek. Jonathan Miller is the handsome, brooding, loner of Black Valley Prep with dark and twisted rumors following his every move. Adelaide Harper is the pure, optimistic, social butterfly who just moved to Black Valley and she's curious... Jonathan wants to be left alone so he can graduate BV Prep in peace but his new neighbor is begging to be friends. Jonathan doesn't do friends... Adelaide thinks Jonathan is interesting. He says stay away but is never rude enough to convince her he means it...maybe if she pushes just a little harder he'll cave... Hopefully this doesn't end in disaster. Ranks ~ #1 ~ curiosity 3/21/2021 #1 ~ girlnextdoor 10/07/2021 #1 ~ toxicparents 6/09/2021 #2 ~ loner 8/09/20201

I cower away from him, folding in on myself when he looms over me, water cascading down his neck and over his chest. I cover my hands over my most intimate areas but he just glares down at me. He snatches my hands away so he can fully see me. "You've made the mistake of letting me touch you on the roof that night. Now you're well and truly f**ked, baby." I know then that I truly am. *** I was just suppose to go to college. I was just suppose to make a few friends and get out of my shell. I was just suppose to got to class and get good grades. I was never suppose to meet him because since him, my whole world has f**cking flipped on its axis. *** This is a semi dark college new adult romance that contains numerous triggers (see further in authors note) viewers discretion is advised (18+) Best rankings; #1 in Dark Romance 🏅 22/4/21 #1 in Scholar 🏅 21/10/21 - Present

Book |1| of the Broken Memories Series Completed: March 29th, 2020. Have you ever had a familiar feeling with someone you've never met? If so, welcome to what Grace Larsen's senior year felt like. Since her accident, she's lost memory of almost her entire junior year. Her long term memory remained, but she had no recollection she crashed a stolen car. After months of rehab, medications, and tests, Grace still gained no memory back. She was cleared to finish her last year of high school, only this time-she would be attending Brighton Correctional Academy. The top reform school for troubled teens. It was a brand new school, and life. Somehow, things seemed too familiar. Ever had Déjà Vu in a place you've never been? ☼ ☼ ☼ Highest Rank: #1 romantic fiction #1 academy #1 vincent #1 jealousy #1 parties #1 possessive #3 amnesia

Robin leans against the counter. "So what are we? Enemies with benefits? Is that even a thing?" "Basically, we fuck raw and argue about who fucked the best when we're done." "Oh, I see. I hate you, but your dick game is fantastic, right?" "Exactly. I despise your annoying ass but at the same time, I can't get enough of that pretty pussy of yours." ~~~ Meet Robin Davis and August Foreman. Robin is a sophisticated, organized and confident wedding planner. With too many heart breaks to count, a man is exactly what she doesn't need in her life. But August on the other hand is flirty, cocky, nonchalant, and basketball isn't exactly the only thing he's playing. With a girlfriend every two weeks and an ego bigger than his own IQ it's hard not to hate him. When their best friends begin dating, they are forced to be around each other more than they like. One drunken night things get crazy and they wake up in the same bed. After a while they cannot deny the physical attraction for each other, so they agree to a no strings attached deal. No relationship. No feelings. Just amazing sex. Will this no strings attached arrangement turn into something more with Robin and August? Read on to find out!

"I will ruin you baby," he whispers digging his nails into my hips sending a chill cascading down my spine. "Then ruin me Jude, ruin me till there's nothing left of me." I spoke softly, "make me feel something, make me feel anything, make me feel alive..." ♫♫♫ Everybody loved her but her. Coraline Nkole was the dream girl living a nightmare. At a glance you'd assume just like everyone else that her life was heaven on earth; with wealthy parents, a blossoming ballet career, being an A + student and looks that could kill, she was the subject of everyone's envy. You either wanted her or wanted to be her, don't lie, of course you do. But our tiny dancer was slipping off the ice quicker than anyone thought. Her life was on the right track until he sent her off the rails. Let's get one thing straight, they aren't good people and they don't want to be. Jude Ace, you know the name like the back of your hand. Lead singer of world famous rock band Born Victim, fame and being in the spotlight is all he's ever known. He's used to people worshiping the ground he walks on- But he's breaking, fast and the world is watching him fall apart. Nothing ever stays a secret for long. They all adored him, but not as she did, he was their star but he was her rock. Their hatred for each other runs skin deep but something's changing in the way he looks at her and it's only a matter of time before one of them breaks.