-1 new text message- Unknown Number: hey Me: this isn't an online chatting app, where did you get my number? Unknown Number: *hey :) (hi i wrote this when i was 14 lol) ©since 2015 | miracle

WARNING: This book was written when I was 11 and 12 years old so ignore all the mistakes and cringe-ness LOL "Hi, are you the School Cupid?" "Yes....how'd you get my number?" "Well, I asked around and found out about someone named 'Red Cupid'. Then I asked my friend Ryan, who apparently already talked to you, and he gave me your number." "Oh...so you need help?" "Yes. I do. My girlfriend broke up with me." "Good for you." ".......I thought you were supposed to help." "Geez, I was kidding." Highest Ranking: #72 in Short Story

Zaccai Tevel is a naive pure-hearted innocent being who lived her whole life under the watchful eyes by her oh so overprotective parents making her vulnerable to the outside world. She meets Argento a dominant possessive business man who has killed in his past and usually didn't give two fucks about a person but when he meets the naive beauty his possessive side the part of him he tried to tame came out and wanted her. Life will not be easy as they will go through battles caused by their most trusted colleagues and such but they will overcome it and who knows a baby might be on the way.

"She's hot." "Yeah, I know. I'm kinda jealous..." "I'm gonna ask her out." "Are you crazy? You're asking for a death wish." "What's so wrong with me asking her out?" "Everything! You just can't." "Why!?" "Because she belongs to the king." - Mia White was just an ordinary girl that walked the face of earth. She was who people looked up to. She had good grades, was the kindest person you'd ever meet, and was breathtakingly beautiful. Everyone in ClearHills Academy loved her. But, there were also some who feared and despised her. Some people hated Mia because she was known as 'little miss perfect' and because she was claimed by the one who practically owned everything. Besides her best friend, Sarah, not many people approached her. Most people feared that if they were to do something wrong, it would anger him. And that was the last thing people wanted. Ace King was someone not to mess with. His father owns a powerful company that he would soon take over. He was what parents told their kids not become. He was the bad boy of ClearHills Academy. Ever since Ace first laid eyes on her as kids, she was what he wanted most. Mia was the only person who he'd drop on his knees and bow down to, she was the only person he cared not to be feared by. She was the only who could tame him. - "What is it dear? Do you want something else?" his mother asked, looking down to see his attention focused on something. Or rather, someone. "Her," he said, pointing at a girl, sitting on a small wooden stool with a book in her hands. "I want her." - ❝Everyone knows she belongs to him.❞ - WARNING [ contains mature language ] Highest Ranking #1 - 01/27/18 | Billionaire #1 - 02/01/18 | Romance STARTED on November 7, 2017

She's probably psychotic. She's unbelievably innocent, doesn't even know the meaning of most cuss words. She loves her pictures and has a horrible sense of direction. She blindly trusts whomever she stumbles upon, causing them to either be touched or take advantage of her pure heart that only wishes to love everyone. She is beautiful, so truly beautiful inside and out. And I don't understand why in Hell's name I can't get her out of my head. She drives me crazy with worry, why does she have to so damn trusting?! For heaven's sakes! She trusted ME of all shitty people. A damned gang leader who almost blew her pretty little head off her petite shoulders. And I have never felt so savagely protective over anyone in my entire life. My beautifully innocent angel.

Indie Jasper is a shy, unknown writer. Anson Fischart is the school's pretty boy. Indie is not popular by any means, but Anson's status of quarterback, paired with his sandy blond hair and blue-eyed gaze have him at the top of the school's hierarchy. As it appears, Anson and Indie are polar opposites of each other. Yet when their paths cross, it seems that they are more similar than they knew. Adding in some spiteful ex-lovers, dangerous encounters, and risky situations, Indie finds herself in the arms of her opposite time and again. Before long, one question is in the back of every mind: How can Indie navigate through her feelings for Anson, without getting hurt in the process? FIND OUT IN: "His Blue" This story IS completed! _________________________________________ WARNINGS: LANGUAGE, MATURE THEMES, KINDA CLICHE, ENEMIES-LOVERS TROPE-ISH, SOME SEXY SCENES (nothing racy, but read at your own risk) "A slow-burning, teenage romance story that you're sure to love!"

Annabel McGromery is fragile. Small, quiet, and sweet, she stumbles upon the unfortunate presence of Blade Black. Blade is viscous, and nothing will change that. But when he finds his mate, and kidnaps her, can the sweet, fragile girl find it in her to escape? Maybe even hurt some people? Or, if she stays, can she accept Blade's ways? Not to mention she's a cat loving human among the werewolves.

When a bubbly farmer Faye gets sent on a mission by her best friend, the infamous journalist Elizabeth Venice. Faye finds herself in New York City, on an important mission to find Mason William's weakness. The ruthless billionaire shakes up the whole city, and makes everyone tremble. Could Faye possibly come closer to him as his assistant... his fake assistant. Or, does his weakness end up being her all along? Mason, who has a beast inside, finds his heart finally beating when he is around Faye.

~complete~ Charlotte is as sweet as a strawberry. She's the kind of person who will drop everything just to help you, just to put a smile on your face. She's as sweet as the sugar that constantly runs through her bloodstream, and as excitable as the rush that comes with it. And then there's Benjamin, who's as sour as a lemon. The last thing on this Godforsaken planet he wants to do is acquaint himself with her. While Charlotte is kind and caring, he's rude and vulgar, while she's friendly and innocent, he's crass and mean. So how in the hell is that going to turn out?

"Oh, Kiara, there's one more thing I would like to order." the bitc- -- I mean, the woman smiled once again. "Yes?" I asked, returning her fake smile. "Keep your fucking eyes off my man." ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! THAT'S IT! I CANNOT HANDLE THIS WAITRESS "STEREOTYPE" ANYMORE! 4 IN ONE DAY? SERIOUSLY? OKAY, CALM DOWN, KIARA. YOU. GOT. THIS. HANDLE THIS SHIT LIKE A PRO, BABE. "I think you're missing ONE more TINY little thing in that order of yours, Miss." I smiled at her. "I don't think so." she replied. "Oh, but I do. You definitely need a change of attitude. Don't worry, it's on me." #Wattys2019