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Colateral Exchange by YungAl19
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Cover by: AutumnBlaze16 Everly Finley is a successful CEO that is missing one thing. A family of her own. Vincenio Sandrigo is a twenty-nine year old male who carries an excess load of baggage. These two find that their lives are being intertwined in the weirdest of ways. Is there a way that Everly could get her 'Colateral Exchange'? Or will there be something more that Vincenio may want from her? YALL. PLEASE KEEP IN MIND I WROTE THIS BOOK WHEN I WAS LIKE SIXTEEN. It won't be perfect and it's my first published story.
To Be Yours by Stateofdreamingisme
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A boy and a girl in a library, forever longing for each other. They only communicate with body language, words will be spoken but not heard. Achievements #238 in Short Story 11/12/16 #193 in Short Story 11/28/16 #163 in Short Story 1/9/17 #37 in Short Story 1/30/17 #32 in Short Story 02/06/17 #21 in Short Story 02/12/17
Living with the Badboy🌹 l (BWWM) ✔️ by mals64
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The story is about Malia and Liam. Malia is African (Sudanese) and Liam is White.
Converting The Rich Boy by Jelli909
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"I can't be with you." I whispered, tracing my hands down his arm. The blank stare he gave me was clear that he was trying to stay strong. He hated showing his feelings and I knew that he did. "Why?" His deep voice cracked. The French accent I grew to love seemed as if it had faded along with his emotions. "We don't come from the same community," Tears trickled at the corner of my eyes. "You're from the richest family in LA and I'm just a transfer from Colorado. I'm in the middle class and for crying sakes, I'm black. You're white and we just don't mix." I lied and with every word my heart broke a bit more. "Does that really matter?" He stepped dangerously close to me. His hot breath fanning down my face now as we locked eyes. His beautiful green eyes staring down at me. I nodded. "Can I tell you something?" Once again I nodded, feeling slightly dumb for repeating the same actions. "I'm in love with you Milan Foster."
My Bully Likes Me (Bwwm) Remastered by RekiaWilliams
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He used to bully her. He used to protect her. Then he disappeared. Hailee Young and Tristian Smith have always had a twisted kind of friendship - the kind where he teased her relentlessly, yet never let anyone else lay a finger on her. But when Hailee's sister took her own life last year, Tristian vanished without a word. No calls. No texts. Nothing. And Hailee's heartbreak turned into hate. Now, as senior year begins, Tristian is back - different, quiet, and carrying secrets she doesn't understand. He wants to explain, to make things right. But Hailee isn't ready to forgive the boy who wasn't there when she needed him most. Because the truth he's been hiding might change everything... and break her all over again.
Chanel // j.b by swirlingbiebs
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Delusional. by rikeraa
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Ten years ago, on Christmas Day to be exact, there was a mysterious phone call to the police reporting the homicide of a man and his teenage daughter. The problem with this being? Only one of the bodies was found. [Warning; This story contains mature scenes and language that is deemed rated R by officials. Read at your own risk.] ©Copyright KeKe Biddle 2014-2015 All Rights Reserved.
Heat. by rikeraa
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They say that the heat of the barrel comes from the kinetic friction between the bullet and the inside of the bore. And if handled improperly, you get one thing. A smoking gun ready to burst any second. In many ways, Aaron Joshua Russo is a smoking gun himself. Ready to go off any second, with destruction in his path and future. Coming from a wealthy family and living a perfect prestigious life in Florence, Italy- Aaron is l o n g gone when he opens himself to AJ- a side of himself he never even knew existed until he touches down all the way across the world in Brooklyn, New York. There, Aaron soon becomes a part of a world he's never even dreamed about, packing enough heat within himself to start a war. ©Copyright KeKe Biddle 2013-2014 All Rights Reserved.
The Horny Virgin. by rikeraa
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Typical teenage romance story: A breathtakingly beautiful young woman who is constantly labeled as a social outcast, gets her life turned upside down by some weird and completely un-cliche situation. In this case, meet eighteen year old high school senior, Harmony Daniels. After spending an amazing spring break vacation far away from her hometown, she isn't pleased to come back and find out that she has now won the title of the last virgin standing in her grade. With high hopes to end her final year with a bang, Harmony makes a vow to get the most popular guy in her class of seniors to take away the most sacred thing left to her. Her virginity. Now throw in her innocent best friend, helpful older sister & the biggest nerd in town and what do you got? A typical teenage romance story. ©Copyright KeKe Biddle 2014 All Rights Reserved. |Dedication and story idea credits to one of my closest & greatest friends, the beautiful Ashley Juarez. <3 |
The Therapist. by rikeraa
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"You're a what?" Devin's full lips frowned as she eyed the man that only stood 3 feet away from her. "A sex therapist. Now please fix your expression, Miss Rodriguez." His creamy baritone responded agitatedly as she shook her head from side to side. "I need therapy, sir. Not any fucking dick." She growled, attempting to make a full exit out of the office, but not before she felt his large strong hands cup her small tiny wrists. He spun her around gracefully, his head dropping down to the space between their heads as his husky Burberry cologne overtook her nostrils. "Je ne suis pas d'accord belle dame," He muttered that beautiful second language against her skin, the language of love, as he smirked. She almost practically collapsed in his arms at the sound of it and he knew that he had her. "Maybe some fucking dick is exactly what you need." ©Copyright KeKe Biddle 2014 All Rights Reserved.