Emilie Grey found her boyfriend Conner Hanglinton cheating on her after two years of dating. She's crushed but of course with the help of her crazy best friend she is going to move on. To bad, she didn't know just exactly how her best friend was going to help her until it was to late. Now she has the school's bad-ass not leaving her alone and even crazier than that are his bad boy kisses....

"You're my Pirate and only mine." "I am all yours darlin'." ~ Takes place during Descendants 2 Harry Hook Fanfic 18 and up please

Mal promised to come back for her. She promised to come back for her best friend, but she abandoned her. People change. She changed. Is it for better or for worst? MJ had no one until she got close to Uma, Gil, and one particular Harry Hook. What will happen when MJ finds out that her ex-best friend returned to the Isle? [Disclaimer: I only own MJ and her back story.]

Bronte Davis is Worthington High's sweetheart. With a charismatic and loveable personality and a drive to help anyone and everyone, it's easy to understand just why everyone loves her. That is, everyone except Blake Parker; the school's rude and arrogant bad boy. But even that's not hard to understand why. While Blake is mean, cruel and egotistical, Bronte is kind, helpful and humble. So what happens when Bronte is forced to stay at Blake's house since her parents are off on a work trip around Africa? Well, with Bronte's sudden determination to befriend the arrogant Bad Boy, you can only imagine all the different possibilities. Yes, all the possibilities that involve the two ripping each other's throats out, that is. With late night conversations, ruthless pranks, constant bickering and secrets that are yet to unfold, its a miracle the two haven't killed each other... yet. Then again, opposites do attract. ▲ ▲ ▲ Cover made by @jeoneunkiko

Avani, a princess from the lands of the south; beloved and cherished by her people, hated and abused by her family. Despite having the finest dresses, sharpest knowledge, and incomparable beauty, all she yearns for is love. Nathaniel, the king of the northern land. His people love him more than anything, praising his leadership, bravery, and generosity. Everything he does is for the betterment of his people and kingdom. Other king's fear him, being his enemy is practically self destruction. When a proposal reaches to him from the southern King, his enemy, he already knew his answer. The strengths of both Kingdoms increase and have each other's back instead of being foes, in exchange for the marriage of Princess Avani and King Nathaniel. Thrown into a forced marriage, where cultures are intertwined, sacrifices are made, friendships are formed, and love blossoms. Will the Princess of the South and King of the North finally have their happy ending? *Edited Chapter updates every Friday #1 in Historical Romance 05/25/21 #3 in Historical #2 in Proposal 11/29/20 #1 in Mature Themes 01/07/21 #2in Hatred #2 in Kingdom #2 in Forced Marriage 01/03/21 #1 in Royalty 02/14/2021 #18 in husband and wife #2 in arranged marriage 02/21/21 #5 in drama 05/17/21

"If you don't mind, i'm going to go sleep." He says, taking off his shirt. I widen my eyes and quickly cover them. "What the fuck do you think you're doing." "Taking off my shirt?" He tries to hide his smirk, tilting his head and looking at me innocently. "I can see that, you knucklehead." I roll my eyes. "Why are you taking it off?" "I sleep shirtless." He shrugs and flops onto the bed. "Could you not sleep shirtless for one night?" My eyes narrow, looking at him boringly. "No." I roll my eyes and put my hands away from my eyes, looking straight to his eyes without trying to look at his toned 6 pa- i mean without looking at his body. He smirks. "I knew you would wanna see me shirtless." I'm going to electrocute him one day. "Just shut up for once, will you?" I groan. "Make me." - Alara Belle Whitlock and Keldan Gray Mendes, two sworn enemies who have always hated each other. But what happens when fate takes over, leaving these two rivals no choice but to share one bed? There's One bed, Two enemies. That isn't gonna change anything between them.. Right? - Thank you to @STORY_G0DDESS for helping me with some parts of this story!

Reece smirked, "Trust me Chloe, the good girl always falls for the bad boy." Chloe Armel is a good girl. She never gets in trouble, gets excellent grades and is loved by everyone. Enter Reece. Wild, badass and has an ego that honestly couldn't get any bigger. He gets into fights, breaks every single rule and couldn't care less about the consequences that come with it. When Chloe's parents leave to treat sick children in Cambodia for two weeks, she is forced to stay at her neighbour's house. Her neighbour has a son, and it's Reece Carter. Sneaking out. Parties. Drinks. Hash Brownies. Flirting. Breaking the law...and road trips. Add a few shots of Cupid's arrows and what have we got? No clue. All we know is, it'll be unforgettable.

*COMPLETED NOVEL* Isabella's father, the Lord, tells her she must marry before he dies. When Isabella fights him, he lets her have one night to choose the man she will marry. When the castle is suddenly stormed by Pirates and the King will not give up what they want, Isabella is kidnapped. If her father gives the Pirate what he wishes, he will release her but will Isabella want to go home?

It must have been a goddess. That he was sure of. In the middle of those dark ashes, a body was laid down, wrapped in a cape that must have been green before but which was now covered in brown because of the ashes. Her face was strikingly pale, of a rare whiteness, but it was also dirtied by the ashes, hiding her cheeks and forehead. But despite those ashes and these dark smudges, one thing was absolutely certain: she was divine. She had a beautiful face with a straight, small nose, lips that were plump even if they were dry and a bit blue from the cold. Her eyes were closed, but her lashes seemed to be long and thick, resting on her cheeks like she was sleeping peacefuly. But all of those traits were not what attracted the Jarl. What did was the streak of hair that rested on her forehead, which had leaked from her hood. Its color was so unique and uncommon for a girl from this country that Tharn remained fixated on it. It was impossible to decide if this girl was a red-head or a blond. It seemed like the gods had not been able to chose in-between those two hair colors and had to give her the tone in between those two: gold. What a waste for such a heavenly creature to be dead, Tharn thought. Well, was he sure she was dead? After kneeling down, he bent over her, placing his fingers on her throat to check if her heart was still beating and placing his cheek in front of her mouth to see if he could feel a breath against his skin. As faint as it was, a light breeze touched him and a slow beat came under his fingers. She was barely alive, but she still was. A sigh of relief escaped him without him controlling it. He had no idea why he was so glad she was alive, but he was sure of one thing : she was coming back with him, and she would be his.