When you turn 18, you and your Soulmate are able to speak with each other through thoughts. Lana comes from a family without soulmates. They had just married random people at first. Imagine her surprise when she hears a voice in her head on her 18 birthday. (Idea off TikTok trespassers5 is the creator....the characters and the plot idea is mine though)

This story can be read as a stand-alone but it's recommended to read My Brothers best friend to understand as this is a continuation of that story. Holly never thought she would end up falling in love with her brother's best friend. After the summer of her life with Cam, Parker, and Sawyer, it's finally time to move on to college and get that fresh start she's been waiting for, with her best friend. She wasn't prepared, however, for all of the Lots of partying and drama that went down. Will Sawyer and Holly's bond be strong enough to endure a long distance relationship while he's off working hard in law school or was their love simply a summer romance doomed from the start? Another ultra cliché Wattpad story, so be prepared for some drama and heartbreak. *Still in need of major editing and revising. It's a work-in-progress*

We started out hating each other. now we can't stop thinking about each other.

"Since the first day I met you I've wanted to do this so bad Holly". Just your average cliché wattpad story. Read at your own risk. You will encounter typical romance tropes and predictable plot twists but an overall good read. *smut warning*

**UNDER CONSTRUCTION - This was written in 7th grade and I'm now graduated from high school with a few college credits under my belt. I'm fixing all of it.** A shiver raced down my spine and the air thickened. The other end of the alleyway wasn't far, but it didn't seem to be coming closer no matter how fast I walked. Humoring my paranoia, I glanced over my shoulder just in time to catch a fist to the face. I dropped to my hands and knees and stared at the ground in a daze. My jaw throbbed with each beat of my heart, hammering the side of my face. Strong hands gripped me and dragged me backward. We made considerable progress toward the other end of the alleyway before my dazed mind caught up with reality. I was being kidnapped.

CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.