"Cora, whether you like it or not, you belong to me. You're mine! Do you understand that? I suggest you accept it because I won't allow you to decide otherwise. You see, in my world, life is like a game of chess, and darling...you've just became the queen, my main piece." "Well...It's a good thing I've never been fond of chess. In fact, I've always preferred monopoly." With that, I slammed my foot down on his, shoving him aside while running for the shut door. He was beyond mad. Looking over my shoulder, I smiled innocently up at his enraged expression and tense stance. "And luckily, I have a get out jail free card." _______________________________ C O P Y R I G H T. R E S E R V E D. Guilty for loving cliche possessiveness, control and jealousy, I decided to create my very own story involving just that. This is nothing professional or overly realistic. it's just a fun story filled with game playing, banter, romance and humour.

Kidnapped; by one of Britain's most wanted. Stuck; in a mansion with 15 "dolls". AKA, "Daddy's little girls" and each and everyone has an individual reason to be there. And now it's Keegan's time to pay a visit, insisted by yours truly. Britain's most wanted: Harry Edward Styles. "Daddy's home!" The door creaked open as a tall, lean man stepped into our presence. "Hello, baby dolls."

His silence was louder than words. I was bursting out in tears. I was trying to hold back the sobs that were forming. There it was stuck in my throat without a way out. I was going to choke in my tears. I didn't want to be seen like this. This was another moment where my vulnerability made me feel weak and impotent. He didn't step towards me. He remained in his place. I wasn't going to receive any support. I'm alone. I'm truly alone. I thought I knew what being alone meant before. This was nothing compared to his initial betrayal. He did it to me again but this time there wasn't a chance I'd go back to him. It was just me and my baby. My baby-only mine. This is how it's going to end for us. This is it. Our last meeting. Our goodbye. KOOKJIN TAEJIN {completed} KookJin #1 04/04/20 - 04/05/20

BOOK IS A WORK IN PROGRESS This story will follow the life of Paisley Carmichael - Troy and Aurora Carmichael's daughter. This will be a friends to lovers story.

Daniella Simpson is an average high school student. Does soccer and gymnastics. Has a boyfriend, Dayton Ridges,since the summer before freshman year. Her parents are never home if they are then somethings wrong which is the reason she doesn't get along with them. Has no siblings and only child living in a big house. Dayton Ridges is just above average high schooler. Plays baseball and soccer. He has a beautiful girlfriend, Daniella Simpson. His dad is a lawyer and his mom is a nurse. They unlike Daniella's parents make sure they are home every night. Dayton has one older brother and sister. They to live in a pretty big house. Everyone loves them and everyone thinks they are getting married and living happily ever after. Everyone thinks they are the perfect couple but that's only because Dayton makes sure Daniella is well behaved by discipling her when she gets out of hand. That is their little secret.

I started to walk away, but was pushed with my face against the wall. "Obedience. That is what you need." His body was pressed against me, his breath hot in my ear. "Punishment" I could feel the smirk on his lips as he lightly bit my ear; I could hear the strain in his voice, holding back. I heard someone moan and realized it was my traitorous body. ***PLEASE UNDERSTAND THAT I WAS YOUNG AND HAD NO EXPERIENCE WRITING THIS-THE BEGINNING OF THIS STORY IS QUITE AMUSINGLY SHITTY, PLEASE STICK TO THE END WHERE I EVENTUALLY LEARN A THING OR TWO. THIS BOOK IS UNDERGOING EDITING, BUT IT IS IN A DRAFT SO IT DOES NOT AFFECT YOUR CURRENT READING.***

Ashley is basically the Queen of Nerds at her stereo-type filled high school, and being abused at home doesn't really help. But what happens when the most popular boy at school sees her bruises? ______________ "Here let me help." It was Jason. He was in the girls bathroom, the girls bathroom. "That's ok." I mumbled turning away. The bruise was starting to show. "No I insist." He grabbed my arm and turned me around. I winced and looked up at him. He started to dab like I was doing, then he started to rub. He stared at my arm intently. "Is that a bruise?" He asked looking at me then the bruise and back and forth. "Yeah, I, um fell off my um...bike! Yeah my bike!" I said. He rolled his eyes and let go of my arm. "Well whatever just get that checked out." He said smiling. "Why do you care?" I asked. "Because I'm trying to be nice," Then he mumbled, "It's not like you have friends anyway." "Hey! That's not nice." I said furrowing my eyebrows. He held up his hands in a no offense motion. "I'm just saying you could use some friends." He said. -------------- Cover by @QueenCourtneyLynn