Her friend recommended her a period tracking app and she download the wrong one. Results? She falls for that little chat icon of the app.

A lot of my poems will probably be triggering...but I guess that is kind of the point. What's the point of a poem if it doesn't trigger you. If I do, then I guess it has done its job to reach whoever needs to reach it. Everything here is completely original and written by me. It's my thoughts, views and experiences put down. 🙏🏽💞 Follow my socials 💞🙏🏽 INSTAGRAM - Flow3try ( https://www.instagram.com/flow3try?r=nametag ) YOUTUBE - Flow3try Entertainment ( https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCv2nDP0vPCS2lMFgU6VmKsg)

16 year old Samuel, Sam, Johnson, was turned into a vampire in 1913. Now the year is 2013, his family is dead, and everything he knew is different. He killed people for 100 years before he decided that what he was doing was wrong. So now he switches from town to town, pretending to be different every time. 100 years later and he turns up in his old town where everything started. Except now he’s pretending to be a nerd. No one would suspect a nerd to be a blood thirsty killer would they? He keeps himself distant from everyone in hopes that he can have a normal life but that never seems to be the case for Sam. Luke Merge is the toughest and hottest boy in the school. Everyone at school knows he’s gay and no one can resist him, not even the straight boys. He’s cocky and has an ego the size of Texas. When he bumps into the gorgeous Sam Johnson everything changes. He’s determined to get Sam in bed with him but when Sam says no it comes as his own personal game to get Sam to like him. He just can’t seem to get his ice blue eyes out of his head. With every word Luke says to Sam he comes a little bit closer to knowing the truth.

Killian King; cold, distant, dominant, and possessive over what's his is top dog at school and known as the bad boy, so what happens when Finnick Green, the nerdy shy and socially awkward boy, trips into his life and creates an uproar that leaves his alpha wolf trembling.

[The Mr Series #1] ❝oh, you silly girl. didn't they ever tell you?... rich boys don't have hearts.❞ Don't speak to them. Don't go near them. Don't breathe within 3 feet of them. The prestigious Attwood Academy was home only to the richest and most regal teenagers not only in Britain, but in the entire world. However, there is a particular group that separate themselves from the rest; only the most admired, most sought after group, and they don't want 'commoners' to pollute their air. The Elites. They could end you without even touching you. That's why Jolie stayed away... sort of. ___ COMPLETED p.s. this is the first draft and so I will be thoroughly editing it (eventually) (BOOK #1.5 IN THE MR SERIES IS ON MY PROFILE)

❝I think he is attracted to her. Look at this beauty. Which man wouldn't want to keep her for himself? After all, ruling alone for such a long time he must be in search of a queen.❞ He's said to be the first creation of the moon goddess. The lone wolf, Arles. The king of all wolves. An immortal. A god. They say he ruled ruthlessly. He had the power to change the inescapable destiny of man itself. She was a mortal. A troublemaker. She didn't know what she was getting into when she crossed him. ... the end chapters are available on Inkitt for free. the link is in my bio. I don't own the picture used in the cover.

What happens when you are the one of the last Amyths? ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ hey everybody my names is Alex Amyths. and before you assume that I'm a boy I'm not I'm a girl. i have two brothers. Nickolas who is my older brother and Austin my twin. when I was 4 years old my parents died during a rouge attack. ever since then my older brother and whole pack abused me mentally and physically. Not to mention a mate. one day I had enough I ran away with my twin brother.

✥ The Mob Boss & His Therapist ✥ [part one/ unedited] BEING EDITED FOR FURTHER PUBLISHING Rafael Rossi, a glass like fragile Italian mob boss, who has sworn to never let anyone on his demons that have only resulted him post traumatic stress disorder. He had one promise, to make those bleed who have made him bleed and his biggest motive being to never let anyone on the pain he has been carrying in his heart that has been bleeding for stitches till this day. He had grown out of love with the concept of love which had him only suffer. Little did the heartless mob boss know he would find someone who knew him more than he knew himself. Ravenna Romano, a kind & loving therapist, who had made a mission to help others escape their pain and make them fall in love with the idea of love once again. Losing her baby brother, Beau, at a young age had given her the curse of a bleeding heart which after a long toll, she learned pain can be only subsided by love. She knew darkness can only be taken away by the light of hope. Hope of a new fresh start. But she did not know that she would be helping the heartless Italian realise that his heart was waiting to be healed. Little did she know that she was going to be the therapist of Rafael Rossi. But would she be able to be his remedy when she choose the sweetest words to heal his brittle heart when he choose the most poisonous actions to break it. ﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎ "Mr.Rossi I really need you to open up to me for our sessions to work." She said in her sweet innocent voice as he felt himself rage at her pointless efforts on healing something that doesn't exist. "How about you start by opening up to me?" He asked while his eyes traveled down her ripe body. "Mr.Rossi, I don't understand." The caring heart of the therapist spoke as she felt his greedy gaze upon her untouched shrine . "Open up your legs Ms.Romano."

After months of therapy, Garrett Delko is still struggling to cope with his brother's suicide. The only time he finds peace is on the pitching mound and with a mysterious girl he's been obsessed with since the first week of college. One night, he sees her jumping off a bridge and it leads to an unexpected connection neither can deny. Garrett resolves to stay away, but as their paths intersect, he wonders if she's the answer he's looking for. Arianne Zhang is no one's magic remedy. She has her own troubles and doesn't need an adorable baseball player messing up her hard-earned anonymity. However, as they confide in each other, she begins falling for him. Then Arianne's secrets are exposed, and both must face tough choices. Can they find the strength to let go of their insecurities to help each other? Or will the colors of their past blind them to the truth?

Spencer is the side character. The character who helps the main protagonist out in their times of need. A character who's life is a little too boring to have their own story, but not too uninteresting to be included in the adventures of the main character. Spencer Rivera is smart, being a video-game developer, with an IQ of 189, she has her whole life figured out for her. But what happens when she, an alleged side character, gets her own story? Death Confusion Love Betrayal Lies Complete utter chaos And it all starts when helps her best friend get away with murder. But what happens when Spencer finds herself being hunted down by the Italian mafia, for the murder's that she helped commit. And what happens when Spencer manages to catch the eyes of the Russian mafia's number one hit-man: Goliath "The first ones are always the hardest" someone behind me says with a hint of an accent The deep voice startles me, as I whirl around to find a stranger in the doorway looking down at me. "Pardon?" I ask cautiously while fixing to turn back around and walk away. "The first couple of kills are always the hardest" he says while puffing out smoke from his cigar, and looking up at the midnight sky. I freeze mid-turn and my blood runs cold. I slowly turn around to face the stranger and find him leaning against the doorway with his hands in his pocket and cigar in his mouth. I steal a glance at his muscular arms tainted with black ink, and the tattoo sprawled on the side of his neck. He stands tall, presumably 6'5, while eyes as dark as an abyss, stare back down at me. He runs a hand through his dark, slightly wet, black locks and puffs smoke out from his cigar "So tell me Spencer Rivera, how does it feel to be a murderer?"