***Published in the US with Wattpad Books and in the UK under the title 'LOVE, LOCKED DOWN' -- out now in ebook and paperback, and also audiobook in the UK!*** When the London Lane apartment block is put on lockdown, its residents are in for a whirlwind week. Imogen's stuck living with a one-night-stand in Number 14, and has to face the reality that maybe it's time to grow up. Upstairs, Isla and Danny are still in their honeymoon period, and this could make or break their new relationship; meanwhile, Zach and Serena's steady relationship is on tenterhooks, and pineapple on pizza might actually be the last straw. At Number 22, Olivia's Maid of Honour duties are really pushing her to the edge as a wedding-planning weekend has turned into an entire week... And speaking of weddings, this whole thing has made Ethan realise he wants to spend the rest of his life with Charlotte - if only he can surprise her with the perfect proposal. Follow these five stories of twenty-somethings through their week of quarantine, where romances will blossom, friendships fracture, and relationships are forged that could last a lifetime. Disclaimer: This is a fictionalised and dramatised story inspired by real events that are happening right now. For the most up-to-date FACTS on Covid, you can check out https://support.wattpad.com/hc/en-us/articles/360040903132-A-message-about-COVID-19

"You're a good girl, do you know that?" He exhaled deeply with a disbelieving smile, pulling me to lie next to him. "Which is probably why I find you so hot. Those innocent eyes, fuck. I was done for. I always have been." "You don't mean that." I laughed, clambering beneath the sheets. "Ah, always so skeptical. But I mean it, your eyes are it for me. This magical emerald green that shines in the sunlight, and almost changes colour when you're talking about something you love. Like that fucking creative writing class you take with George. Your eyes, they shimmer and it's weird as shit but I love it. They remind me of the first day of spring, the sort of green that emerges from a really shit winter. The green that reminds you that everything is growing, and you're growing, and you're alive. That is what I love about your eyes." Matty half laughed to himself, climbing in after me. He cupped my cheek, stroking slightly with his thumb. "That and they look amazing when you're giving head." "Stop!" I laughed, batting him away. He pulled me in closer however, close enough so that my head was forced to rest on his chest and I could hear the steady beat of his heart. "It's true. Nothing like these old boring brown eyes of mine." "Boring? Nothing about you is boring." I whispered, tracing the lines of his chest tattoo. "How so?" -------- Avery Collins, an 18 year old university student, has her world turned upside down by the arrival of a boy with messy hair, chocolate eyes and a past full of dark secrets. Juggling a social life, her insane room mates, uni studies and work, will she be able to cope with this boy and the realisation that maybe, just maybe, he was more dangerous than he looked? [ONGOING BOOK] Proud to be part of the Wattpad Futures Programme. ---PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT--- Cover by @PGthequeen

An ex-couples rivalry for the spot as student body president becomes even more convoluted when two new, unexpected candidates enter the race. Chloe and Preston team up, each vowing to get one member kicked from the competition-- but when they both end up helping their victims to spite each other, the campaign gets a lot more complicated. * * * * * Chloe Peters is determined to solidify her most-popular-girl-in-school status with the label of student body president, so she's furious when three other candidates enter the race. Now, she's competing against her ex-boyfriend Preston McMillan, some nobody named Emily, and the school's notorious troublemaker, Finn Harrel. If it means saving her pride and not letting Preston get the best of her, she'd do just about anything-- even help out Finn, who despite his good looks, gets on her last nerve with his lackadaisical attitude and class-clown antics. Preston McMillan just wants a distraction from the fact that his wrestling team is about to be disbanded. When he signs up for the presidential race, he doesn't expect Chloe to go berserk, nor does he expect to meet Emily, a quiet, stony girl he can't believe he's never noticed before. After deciding to help with her campaign, he's got plenty of distractions-- enough to make him wonder what really matters, and enough to make his friends question where his loyalties lie. One thing's for sure: suddenly, this race is about a lot more than student government. 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 (𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝) - 𝟑/𝟖/𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 (𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬) - 𝟏𝟎/𝟏𝟓/𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 (𝐦𝐚𝐣𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬)- 𝟖/𝟐𝟒/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎

⚠️WARNING: CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT⚠️ Honestly, I'm SUPER slow at updates. FORGIVE ME 😅 Some are reader inserts, most are original characters. You may request for a specific scenario and I'll try my best to create something to your liking. P.S. these are cringe as hell. *Highest Rankings* #1 in Jiyong #1 in KwonJiyong #1 in KpopSmut #1 in KpopSenarios #5 in GD #6 in GDragon #18 in BigBang

"G-Dragon and You" is a collection of drabbles, or scenarios. Ever thought about what would happen if you were on a date with G-Dragon? Or if you were finally getting married to Kwon Jiyong, the man of your dreams? Then, this is where you can find relief for those thoughts. *Disclaimer: I do not know any personal information of G-Dragon personally. Any persona, habits or information about himself that he has never mentioned before is purely made up.

#1 in Horror - 11/17/15 "Shhh, don't make a sound." I feel a grip around my neck feeling his hot breath on my ear. "Or I'll kill you here and now." He whispers as I felt something sharp on the side of my waist that was piercing the surface of my skin. My heart pounds heavily my breathing became strained causing me to exhale faster and heavier. We stood inside my bedroom feet away from my sleeping husband he pulls me closer to his body moving backwards to the hallway. I could only follow hoping that my life would be spared. Suddenly, we stopped by the edge of the staircase. "You're mine." He whispers in a hoarse tone placing a kiss on my cheek hitting me on the head with the back of the knife. I was seeing double. I was feeling dizzy, everything was spinning. I felt like I was in slow motion groaning at the pain looking down the stairs. That's the last thing I see before I black out. A/N: WARNING, there is profanity, gory scenes and mild sexual content throughout the book. For all you grammar nazi's. This is by no means a final draft. There are many errors and I'll get to them. Don't read if you find my grammar shitty. Lmao.

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K HIPHOP ONE SHOTS anything from Idol rappers to underground rappers/singers All one shots are my own. • ©Kentist 2017

DΞΔN "The names Dean baby, what's yours?" A voice whispered in my ear, while pressing their body against mine. "Unavailable." I respond and gyrate my hips harder into him. "Damn, Why you lying girl? Give me a chance, I promise it'll be worth your time." He whispers again and licks my earlobe causing shiver to run through my body. I turned around to see an asian guy, an attractive one at that. He had short black hair styled up and cute pink lips. Did I mention his smile was to die for? "Hm you're cute, maybe I am available." I whispered back, stepping on my tip toes to lick his earlobe. "Wanna get out of here then?" He smirked "Slow down there mister, I said maybe" I teased. Taking my hand and running it down the front of his t-shirt, making my way to the front of his pants. "Shit, you're a tease." He said and grabbed my ass pulling me closer. I grabbed him by the belt loops of his jeans and pulled him in the direction of the exit. He took me to his hotel and on the way there he told me he was from Korea and was here in Cali for some business. I left before he woke up...I know a complete bitch move. But I left a note...it read.. Let's do it again sometime...Dean. ~N

Olivia dating a guy her family hates.