"He has the most adorable eyes you could ever fall for and the cutest smile that takes your breath away. He has the ability to make you laugh every time he speaks and whenever you look into his eyes its so hard to turn away." ~ Anonymous

"You, my dear, are a demigod." She said. "Excuse me, what?" Her granddaughter asked. "You're one of a kind, dear." ~ΔΟΛ~ ΔΟΛ~ ΔΟΛ~ Clover Beckert wasn't exactly living the best life. Yeah, she was studying in a private boarding school. But she didn't know any relative of hers much less her parents. Being abused, dyslexic and looking like a complete nerd didn't make it any better. But her life was changed when she knew who she was.

"Kiss me." He orders, slamming my locker shut. "Is she coming?" I ask, turning my head to look behind me, but he grabs my face and makes me look up at him. "Yes, now kiss me." I do as told, getting on my tippy toes as I lean up to kiss him. He kisses me back slowly, before he pins me against the lockers and deepens the kiss. My eyes widen and I try to push him away. This isn't part of the deal. He pulls away, a full on smirk plastered on his face. "I lied." He confesses, turning around. "She wasn't coming." Then, he walks away.

When Bucky had saved Steve from the river, he was determined to find out about his past. He was lost and confused, but he was ready to face what was ahead. Charlotte Black, 18, was nothing but a myth to the others-the story of a ghost girl who could control the weather and thunder. She was the tale that mothers would tell to keep their children in line: If you don't behave, the Ghost Girl will come and take you away. No one knew if she was real. To the norms, she was merely a ghost story. But to Shield, she was a valuable piece in the Avengers operation. The two somehow managed to cross path. They formed the oddest yet the best team. They became each other's support but dark times were ahead. With the enemies lurking in the shadows, would Bucky be able to rid of his ghost? Could Charlotte save her friends, be them her own family or Avengers? The two who did not belong would find themselves battling in their final moments, fighting for their last breath, surviving for themselves and each other, for when there was nothing to lose, they still had each other.

Diana is your average good girl. Everybody wants her but she has made it clear that she wants to keep her virginity until she meets the one. When ultimate bad boy, Jayden Samuels, comes back to town after getting kicked out of his old school, Diana has second thoughts about her lifestyle. Can people really change for love?

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)

New acc DastardlySoul is where i will be revising, editing and reposting my novels check that shit out. im starting with Hidden Behind an will move onto Fight me, BPFOF and Strong Jessica Westlake. Two words that basically meant nothing to any body. Black Lightning, the only girl underground street fighter that just happens to be the champion. Well known and feared. Theses two seemingly unrelated people are the same person. Well, until last year. After her mother dies in a accident and leaves her 16 year old and a 1 year old baby boy. Now, a year later, Jessica just focusses studies and her job to keep a roof over her and her brother's head. But, Jessica soon finds herself getting involved with a notorious gang leader Clayton Marshal. At least that's what they say at school. When she is forced to tutor the 'bad boy', what will happen? Well, her life spiraled out of control once she said those long lost words she hasn't said in to long. "Fight me."

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Emma's eyes widened. "You actually did it? What the hell is wrong with you, Aaron? You know how he doesn't like to get humiliated, he's insecure and--" "Emma! You are the one who is obsessed with him! You probably know which toothpaste he brushes wth." Aaron said. I think Iiked it better when she write love poems to her jar of Nutella. She still has it, sitting on her bedside table, gathering dust. Poor Nutty. Emma lowered her head slightly. "He brushes with Crest, and likes berry toothpaste more than mint." I slapped her. "Stalker." She raised her hands above her head. "Okay, I'm guilty--wait, you're distracting me, girl you gotta talk! Tell me everything. Go." I looked at Emma squarely. "You're gonna have to sit down for this one." That's when things got a little.... messy. cover made by NidiaKiti