Out the window, I see her - Hayden Musk, striding across the quad like she owns it. Her rugby bag slung over her shoulder, hair tied up in a way that looks messy but perfect. She laughs at something her friend says, tipping her head back so the sun hits her cheekbones. For a second, my heartbeat trips over itself. Hayden's the kind of person who makes you wish you were brave. I've only ever spoken to her once - last year in the library, when she asked if the seat next to me was free. I remember how she smiled, how she smelled like grass and shampoo. I remember I couldn't speak properly for hours afterwards. Lucy follows my gaze, raises an eyebrow. "You know her?" I drop my eyes fast. "No. Not really." "Right." Lucy flips her hair over her shoulder. "She's trouble anyway." I almost laugh. I don't think Hayden Musk could be trouble for me if she tried. I'm invisible. And maybe that's safer. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Part of me is always searching - the next game, the next girl, the next spark that might stick. Then I see her. Felicity Marianne - all soft edges and hidden eyes, hugging her books like they're the only thing keeping her upright. She's too pretty for this place. She looks like a secret you'd promise to keep forever. Alex elbows me mid-sentence. "Hey, Musk - you listening?" I grin, unapologetic. "Sorry. Distracted." "By who?" She follows my gaze, laughs under her breath. "Marianne? She's a ghost, mate." "Maybe I like ghosts," I say. It's a joke but it isn't. I've been surrounded by loud, bright people my whole life. Maybe I want quiet for once. Something soft. Something real. Alex makes a face. "She's way out of your league." I raise an eyebrow. "Think so?" She laughs. "I know so. Come on, Captain. First period. Let's go pretend we care."

It's fall, and Ariana's life changes after the death of her grandparents-strangers, in a way-when her mother moves them to Tucson, hoping to feel closer to what she lost. Ariana feels out of place in a house filled with quiet... until she falls for the girl next door. 🥇IN FALL

Taylor is the heiress to the Italian Mafia. Her father would only allow her to take over if she settles down. Willow is a normal girl kinda. Her father and mother have always despised Mher(she doesn't know why) They've abused her since she was younger. Finally they decided to sell her hand in marriage to Taylor. . the two stayed far away from eacheother during the show e theaaa medis a. they'd act loving in public but w inhen they were alone they avoided each other like the plague, only exchanging words with each other. I'm will this change? will they live happily ever after? read to find out 😉

"It's not that I don't want you doing this with me" she said closing her eyes tightly and putting her head back on the pillow as her hands gripped my waist. I put my hands on her chest as I kept moving my hips on her. "What is it then?" I asked her, trying my best to hold my moans in "it's the fact that your fucking.." she breathed heavily and tried to keep herself together so she can complete her sentence "..your fucking dad will kill me if he finds out about us having sex" I held her chin and kissed her lips "that's why we're not gonna tell him.." I said moving faster, her grip tightening on my hips "..it's gonna be our little secret" --- This story will include: (warnings⚠️) -detailed sexual content -use of weapons -Drugs, weed, alcohol etc. -murder and crimes

No one hated each other as much as Tyler Murphy and Hazel Parker, every glance a slow, venomous burn. Yet beneath the surface, something deeper pulled them in, something they consumed in bitter, silent doses. It wasn't the hatred that destroyed them-it was the poison they couldn't stop sipping. The poison of love.

Maddox Connor a 16 year old girl who's sophomore at Denver East High in colorado. She's an aspiring basketball player at her schools team. Maddox has the classic IDGAF attitude, and to that player reputation. But is this all truly who she actually is? Mia Sharpe is a 17 year old junior also at Denver East High. She's bestfriends with Kyle(Maddox's older brother) who's the same age as she is. She is cheer captain and pretty much the most popular girl at school. She's a closeted lesbian, who just finds it hard to come out to anyone accept her bestie so she's hiding. Both girls have a rocky relationship due to their differences and they basically hate eachother because one doesn't respect the other and the other way. This story is +18 and it consists acts of sexual activity and many coursing words. English's not my mother language so please be understanding with mistakes that will be made.

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【ＴＡＧＬＩＳＨ】 ℝ𝔸𝕋𝔼𝔻 𝕊ℙ𝔾 | 𝔾𝕏𝔾 | 𝕀ℕ𝕋𝔼ℝ𝕊𝔼𝕏 𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓬𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷. -S L O W B U R N- O N G O I N G ---------------------- ＷＡＲＮＩＮＧ Ｒ－１８⚠️🔞 ɪꜰ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴜᴘ ᴏꜰ ᴛᴇᴀ, ꜰᴇᴇʟ ꜰʀᴇᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ-ᴛᴏ-ɢɪʀʟ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ. ɪᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴꜱ ᴠᴜʟɢᴀʀ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴇꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ. ʙᴜᴛ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ꜱᴛᴜʙʙᴏʀɴ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ɪᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ. ꜱᴏ ʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ, ɢᴜʏꜱ.

Two girls act like they hate each other... But when they're alone, the tension is impossible to ignore and things start to shift. Read more to find out if it's really hate that stands between them.💋

This feels so wrong, I can't help but think as I'm perched on the edge of her desk, my legs spread wide as my knuckles turn white from gripping the edge so tightly as she sucks and bites at my inner thighs as I whimper. Her hands hold my thighs far apart, biting harder whenever I try to snap my legs shut, ignoring my whimpers for her to stop. I know she's used to doing this but I'm not. Especially not in a place so public as her office. People are almost constantly coming and going from it. I know she locked the door when she pinned me against it earlier and began smashing her lips against mine, slipping her tongue in to play with mine but I'm still anxious that someone will disturb us. My fingers grip into her hair as I pull her face away from my inner thighs, her eyes playfully glancing up at me as she notices the tomato-coloured flush covering my face. "What's wrong, lovely?" She teasingly whispers, her hands continuing to play with my thick thighs. "Come on, tell daddy what's wrong." "I'm not really comfortable..." I utter making her arch a beautiful brow. "Oh, I'm sure when I'm fucking you that'll be the last of your worries," she chuckles, standing up so that she can lean over me as one of her hands slithers around my waist to support me as I lean away from her. Without any warning she rubs her large bulge against me making a muffled moan leave my lips. She kisses and sucks at my neck, definitely going to leave hickeys as I try to resist. "Just relax for me, love. I promise I'll be gentle."For some reason I don't believe her, especially as her fingers begin to roughly rub my sensitive bundle of nerves with a sly smile. "Just enjoy the feeling. I'll make sure to take care of you if you pass out." *** Haelyn doesn't recall anything before she woke up in the middle of nowhere, her body in pain and feeling...different. She has no clue as to what happened to her until she finally can look at her new reflection.