Rose goes to Australia for her summer before senior year, she never thought she would meet a guy nor ever hook up with him, but she did and now shes back in school and finds out that the guy she hooked up with is her new chemistry teacher. She tries to ignore him and pretend nothing happened but all he wants is her. Now available on amazon kindle: https://www.amazon.com/Teacher-Ravewood-Vish-ebook/dp/B06XQQH57T/ref=sr_1_4?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1490027901&sr=1-4&keywords=ravewood

There was just something about him. *sexual content if you cannot handle please do not read*

He said he was too broken to love her like she deserves. But perhaps, it doesn't really matter. © stormborns, 2014.

"You do realize a journal is an extremely personal thing right?" His voice was raspy, low and threatening, making me take a step back in panic as he continued, "so my only question is why the fuck are you standing with mine?" - first book - - instagram acc: @thejournalofficial - - for extra material: arietem.wix.com/arietemx - All Rights Reserved 2013 © arietem

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...

Danny en Harry zijn al jaren lang bevriend en doen alles samen. Wanneer Danny een vriendje krijgt begint Harry door te krijgen hoeveel hij eigelijk om haar geeft en ziet eindelijk in dat ie verliefd op haar is. maar hoe gaat hij haar dat vertellen? en hoe gaat Danny reageeren als Harry haar verteld dat ie verliefd op haar is? gaat ze voor de jongen die ze al der hele leven kent...of gaat ze toch voor haar vriendje?

Welke tiener heeft er nou babysitters nodig? Laat staan 5 stuks! Blijkbaar ik...