"Sorry," I mutter and God, I just lost all the strength I had on my legs. This guy should be a model... "Don't be pretty thing." He says and cups my face with his right hand. "I would say that this is destiny, don't you think?" There's something You should know about me before I continue. I love a pretty face, da...
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"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble. Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my lips. I am NOT falling for these guys. And then, at the corner of my e...
|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction and #5 in Romance || Melody Carson has been in the same class as Tyson McCannon since primary school. She's watched him play with girls, set the school on fire, skip classes, prank teachers, smoke behind the school, break the law, get into fights with other guys for fun and even w...
[Highest Rank: #1 in Teen Fiction] 🚫WARNING🚫 :| CLICHE ALERT! This is some high class cringe stuff which will make you want to throw yourself out the window |: :|You have been warned, proceed at your own risk |: ⬇️ He stood up with his hands in his pockets, "I'll delete the video." My head snapped up on hearing th...
Cliche. That is how I would describe my school. Complete up until the cliche cliques. We have: The nerds, the populars, the jocks, the punks and the nobody's. And guess which one I am. No. I'm not a nerd but I'm definitely not popular. Nope. I'm not a jock or a punk either. I, Lacey Chain am a nobody. But I can't chan...
His breath fanned my lips and his ocean blue eyes stared at me. He cupped my face and I immediately felt the heat rising up to my cheeks. He came closer and pressed his lips on mine catching me off guard. I kissed him back. Tangling my hands in his soft brown hair. Wait, what was I doing? No! This was not right I pl...
"Should I get the ones with wings, or the super long ones?" I wondered aloud, pondering the mystery of feminine products. "I'd go with the wings, personally." --- All Heller White has known for the past two years is prison. When he is released, he's angry at the world. But when he finds himself upon socially awkward...