Your world, my world. What's the difference?

Growing up in a large, middle-class (if not lower) family had its challenges. More than I can account for actually. I had five older sisters and two older brothers. Throw me into the mix and that's a grand total of eight children living under one roof. If my mom hadn't stopped with yours truly, we would have definitely been able to form an entire soccer team with just our family alone. I can't recall much of my childhood and exactly how I interacted with each and every one of my siblings, but I can assure you that it was nowhere near a nice walk through the park. Even until this very day, I still stand by my statement. This is a story about a broken girl who fools the world with one simple action which requires less than ten muscles. Then along comes a boy who knows very well what really lies behind that smile. thank you soooo much to dirtypalette for the beautiful cover <3

Wrong Place. Wrong Time. Right Guy. ◇Highest Rank: #1 in Teen Fiction, #1 in New Girl, #2 in Thriller, #5 in Featured, #5 in Bad Boy◇ (TwistClichè) This book is published. What you read here is part of the first draft of the story. The fully edited version is out and available as an e-book on Kindle or paperback on Amazon! https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CCXC9SXH ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ And before I could even begin to process what emotions I saw in him, he had stepped closer, pulling my face to his. At first, I was in shock, processing the fact that his lips were on mine, that his hands held me close, and that he was still there. For a brief second, I kissed him back, but then he pulled away, his face still just inches from mine. "You don't have to be afraid anymore," he said. ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ Natalie is the new girl in Langston Heights, thanks to her selfish step-mom. Forced to leave her old life behind, a month into her senior year, she has to make new friends at LHHS and navigate around a guy with rude tendencies. Just when she finally starts to settle in...Natalie is at the wrong place at the wrong time, and sees the worst thing imaginable. When she needs someone the most, will they have her back? Or will they fail her? Read "I Got You" to find out! First published: mid Oct. 2017 Theme Song: "I Got You" by Bebe Rexha Cover made by my sister: @lanaavictoriaa ***this is now just a sample. To read the original completed story, it is now available under the same name on InsNovel. A fully edited version is in the process of publishing, and I will post updates when that's about to be released.

WARNING: WRITTEN WHEN I WAS YOUNG ASF DONT READ CRINGE TRIGGER WARNING XD

Ariane Aston, a 20 year old college student in the small city of Natchitoches, LA, was a smart and incredibly beautiful young woman. She was ambitious and hardworking, and was determined to become a successful businesswoman. Ariane made it through life with only her best friend, Zuri, and her father, who was very overprotective because of her hurtful past. She has trust issues and has a hard time letting people in, but that all changes when she meets HIM. Tyson Messiah Roman,a 28 year old kingpin who ran Louisiana and everything as far west as California. He was cold-hearted and ruthless and most of all breathtakingly handsome. He lived in Shreveport,LA, where lived a laid back life. He grew up in a harsh environment, with his father beating and raping his mother, which drove her to drugs. One day he had enough and killed his father in cold blood. He was the devil in everyone's eyes except for HERS.

"Then what do you want me to tell you." King yelled causing me to jump a little. Never had he raised his voice at me or even spoke this way to me. But I guess there was a first for everything. I took a deep breath before closing my eyes. I was close. He was close. I was so close that my chest laid against his and I could feel the thuds of his heartbeat. Neither one of us moved because we knew we what we wanted. We knew it from the first day we met each other. Fighting back the tears that formed in the back of my eyes I spoke. "Tell me how we'll be lovers and friends." There was a long silence before I opened my eyes and let the tears fall. _____________ Melanie and King have been friends since the beginning of their freshman year in college. The two always found it weird how they met but thanked God everyday that they had. But the thing that made them different from friends were their feelings. Never had one of them dared to tell each other the feelings they had deep down for one another. Because at the end of the day they were friends. And only that. That's all they knew to be. But with their feelings growing deeper and being unable to control them. Will they finally become what they want. Or will their fantasy crumble to pieces? Will they ever be lovers and friends?

Alana has always found comfort in her bedroom, especially now with the Crown Prince of Greece warming her bed, but she never thought it'd spark disaster. *** Alana dislikes change. She's perfectly happy with her life until her father decides to ship her and the family off to Australia. In an act of rebellion, Alana refuses to find a job, instead choosing to spend her time sleeping with Phillip, a man with a body of a Greek God. But when things turn sideways and she ends up pregnant with the prince's baby, Alana realizes she's stumbled upon a lot more change and responsibilities than she has bargained for. Content/Trigger Warning: this story contains mentions of violence and abortion [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

#1 enough #1 notenough #3 in lifelessons #15 relatable "They say you regret the things you didn't do more than the things you did do in life," I whisper, glad that I can still form a coherent sentence with him so abnormally close to me. I would barely have to extend my arm halfway to touch him. I become painstakingly aware of every movement, watching his dark eyelashes flutter with every blink. He moves impossibly closer, eyes still concentrated on my lips. I swallow anxiously, forgetting how to breathe. "Well thank fuck for that," he mutters, before a hand against the back of my neck pulls us together. --- Never put effort into anything, I told myself. It will never help you. It will never beat those around you. You will never be competition for those geniuses. You will never be wanted by anyone in your life because there's always someone better than you. You will never amount to anything. You will never be good enough. I will never be good enough. And then I met Slater. Began: 2nd September 2016 Completed: 9th April 2018 (+585 days)

"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.)