𝖔𝖍 𝖍𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖞, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑 𝖉𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖓'𝖙 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖆 𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖋𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖓𝖘, 𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖌𝖚𝖎𝖘𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖘 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖞𝖔𝖚'𝖛𝖊 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉 ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ love is dangerous, loving him is deadly, i tasted the sweetness of sin once, and i became addicted, am i crazy? maybe. but my dark King is worth more than any knight in shining armor. and beautifully fucked up are we. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ a/n : mature viewers only you will meet the love interest in chapter 4/5 ♡ ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ #boardingschool : 1 #bad : 17 #richkids : 1 #romance : 7 #teenfiction : 5 #teenromance : 1 BOOK 1 IN A TRILOGY

In a blink of an eye, Harry hovered over me. There was something in his eyes I couldn't quite place. Was it anger? Was it lust? I could feel my heart ramming violently against my chest. He took a step closer. My breath hitched. He took another step. And another. I backed away. My calves bumped against the edge of his leather swivel chair, making me lose my balance.  Luckily, I landed on the seat.  His hands suavely gripped the arm rests, taking over my personal space. I had not realized how hot my skin had become until then. He was close enough that I could have seen my face reflected on his electric blue orbs. Except the person they displayed wasn't me. The girl in his eyes looked fragile. She looked vulnerable. She looked weak. If I were sane, I would have screamed for help. He was my boss. He was about to take advantage of me. But if anything, I was not sane. Any comprehension I once had had withered as soon as he hovered over me. I had a sudden urge to know how a broken boy's lips would feel against mine. I wanted to know how it felt to be one of Harry Osborn's playthings. The satisfied smirk he wore told me he was not going to deny me of my wish any longer. As soon as his lips brushed against mine, I heard an awful guttural scream. When I opened my eyes, I saw GREEN.

[ Highest Rank: #1 in Teen Fiction ] !! USED TO BE 'THE PLAYER STOPPED ME FROM JUMPING' !! !! NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON !! __________ Grace Parkinson doesn't know what it feels like to be happy. Living in a world where people aren't nice, where people aren't like the people in the movies, it makes her think that there is no such thing as happiness. Having no friends and not being able to talk to her mum about her problems since she has cancer doesn't even help her situation just a little bit at all. One day though, a certain player with blonde hair and blue eyes finds Grace leaning against the lockers, crying her problems away, and decides to help her. Since that day, you would expect things to go better but things don't get better, they get worse and when Grace finds herself about to jump off of the school building, thinking that the solution to her problems is death, the blonde player finds himself helping the lost girl again. The only question is: What will happen next?

"Whose are you, baby?" "I'm y-yours." "No, baby, you're daddy's girl." In which a teenage girl is attracted to a twenty three year old who likes to be in control. {most impressive rankings: #1 in fivesecondsofsummer | #5 in relationship | #7 in luke | #89 in 5sos} {i don't allow translations} {cover by me} {completed}

[SPONSORED BY TELUS] Eva Shaw's junior year falls apart when she sees a website dedicated to making fun of Cathy, a reclusive student, and does nothing about it. Eva watches the posts pop up every night and doesn't speak a word. But when she accidentally gets closer to Cathy, it slowly gets tougher to keep quiet about the bullying she witnesses each day. Cathy seems to be pulling further away from everyone and has no desire to bring a teacher into her mess and make things complicated. But Eva is finding it harder to keep quiet with all the guilt building up around her and when she finds out the creator of the website is much closer to her than she thought, doing the right thing seems almost impossible. With her 'friends' telling her to keep quiet, Cathy falling away and her own guilt pulling at her, Eva has to decide if speaking out is really worth it or if she should just listen to everyone and stay a simple bystander.