An age gap love story. A brokenhearted billionaire. A college girl. ***** "Nevaeh," Aiden whispers, "can I rest my head on your shoulder?" I nod, letting him rest his head on my shoulder. He closes his eyes. "Thank you." He sighs in contentment. "Heaven." "Heaven?" "It's your name spelled backward, isn't it?" ***** The moment I first saw Aiden Klein, the first thing that came up in my head was how perfect he was. A good hard working man who loves his family more than anything else, Aiden Klein has been the subject of the desire of many women. His wealth and success as one of the most influential leaders in the business world are nothing compared to his golden heart. The world keeps asking the same questions over and over again, "How would he love his woman?" The sad thing is, we will never know. Because his heart has been frozen. Eyes are blind for any woman. Touch is forbidden for their skin. Aiden Klein cannot love a woman. Yet, I know that it's far from the truth. Aiden Klein can love a woman so fiercely, his love would break you. Because I've seen it once, accidentally. He's the broken hero. And I'm the villain in this story. ***** THE KLEINS SERIES BOOK #3 © Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved. (Content warning: This book has descriptive sexual content and explicit language)

April Matthews will do anything to be perfect. With her boyfriend constantly pointing out her flaws, it becomes her only goal to make them disappear. However, when she reunites with Niall, her loving childhood best friend, he decides it's up to him to make April see how perfect she already is.

"Come on babe." Evan insists. "Please? For me?" I look around, considering my options. The party has started to die down, and the small lake further into the woods is pretty concealed. "Fine." I sigh, grinning. "Really?" He smirks. "You'll skinny dip with me?" I pause. "Sure." "Great." He says. "I love you Harper." <><><><> Harper is your typical good girl. Shy, quiet, and reserved. So everybody is surprised when she manages to land a guy like Evan. Prom King, quarterback, ladies man. Evan introduces her to a new world, a world of popularity. And Harper tries to be the best girlfriend she can be. But one night, it all falls apart, and Harper is left in a mortifying situation. Naked. Luckily the River boys are around to save the day. After a few pictures of course.

Melody Singer is a member of the Mad House, a hospital for the mentally ill. Her parents sent her there one day when she claimed that she could see ghosts. But, melody is not mentally ill, she can actually see ghosts. Niall is a ghoust that appears in her room one day. Melody slowly starts falling for him, but the only problem is... how can she love someone whos not there?

in which he has ninety-nine questions but gets one answer and hundred of questions afterwards √₁₀₀ ©copyright 2015 by - yaritza cover made by- @underwears

A mental institution au where Harry Styles has intermittent explosive disorder and an obsession with dolls.

Completed. Maya Hart was having a great life. She was sixteen now and dating the most amazing guy Josh Matthews. She's planning on going to college and then maybe one day marrying Josh. Or so she thought until an unexpected turn took on her life. I WROTE THIS A LONG TIME AGO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

I looked down at my stomach. A small bump was beginning to form, only if he knew. "Please don't go." I pleaded "I've wanted to do this forever, don't you want me to be happy?" He said grabbing his packed bag I sat on the bed we share in my apartment. Well the bed we did share, until he left. "Please, Niall. I love you." I begged "I love you too, but we're still so young and I know I'll make it far." I shook my head wishing I could wake up and see that this was all a dream, a nightmare at that "Niall I..." I trailed off, I was proud of Niall, I supported this, I supported it until I found out I was carrying our kid. 16 and pregnant, he'd leave me anyways, what would be the point in telling him? "Have some faith in me." He dropped his bag by the bedroom door and walked over to me, giving me the slightest bit of hope, he grabbed my face and kissed me "Bye, I hope I'll see you again." and he returned to his bag...leaving me.

We made each other laugh and giggle, as if we were little middle schoolers in the back of a classroom. It was necessary to keep quiet in the library, but when you know you have to hold back laughter, that's when it became harder to hold it back. *Achievements: Short Story #153 *Russian and Spanish translations available in my translations reading list *Completed // Cover fan art credit to nmiall on Tumblr