❝ with eyes that shine, burnin' red, dreams of you all through my head ❞

Celia Pooley has always disliked her classmate, John Lennon. He's arrogant. Obnoxious. A loudmouth. A prankster beyond belief- and for five years, she's had to put up with every irritating part of him. When sixteen-year-old Celia and John find themselves forced into each other's company, they slowly become drawn to each other in a way that seems to confuse them both and slowly but surely, their affection for each other flourishes and their lives begin to change in a way neither of them expected. 'Growing Up Beside You' follows Celia and John's life through their rebellious and adventurous rock n roll teenage years, to the hardships of young adulthood where the decision to follow their head or heart takes its toll on love. What does fate have in store for John and Celia and will the two of them always have each other, or will something or someone stand in the way? A coming-of-age, romance story, following the journey of new friendships, sorrows, first loves and all the joys and complications that come with it. ** FYI: •This is a SLOW BURN story. •The other Beatle lads will eventually appear but it will be much later on in the timeline! ** Beatle focus: John Year: 1957 onwards Genre: Romance, Bildungsroman Warnings: Bad Language, violence, explicit adult situations, angst. There are a few conscious changes to real life events and places in the timeline of this story which have been changed for narrative purposes. *I DO NOT take credit for the artwork. Image is not my own.* *This is a work of fiction. As such, it should not be read as a factual account of events or biography. While many characters bear the names of actual people- they and their actions and works have been imagined by me, the author, and posted here for entertainment purposes only.* I hope you enjoy it! Feedback, votes and comments are much appreciated! Peace and Love xo

"For some people, they were just ... always there. And that was Rory." Aurora "Rory" Marquez was a teenager with stars in her eyes and a book full of songs in her pocket when Graham Dunne approached her in 1968. He wanted to start a rock band and needed her help with songwriting techniques, so he invited her to the first practice in Chuck Loving's garage. She never thought her dream of pursuing a profession in the music industry would take off. For most of her life, it was a daydream and a lost hope. Díos knew her family didn't believe that she could make it; they thought her wishes were silly. But when Graham's band took off, she agreed to run away to Los Angeles with them to chase that dream. In 1997, Rory is one of the people to sit down and tell the tale of Daisy Jones and The Six. Past and present conflate into one, the early days embellished with new insights from the band members that didn't exist before. The truth of what happened to the band is one thing. But the story starts with Rory. highest rankings: #1 in warrenrojas #1 in daisyjonesandthesix DAISY JONES & THE SIX | WARREN ROJAS X OC season 1

[Book Two] Sequel to Skinny Dipping With a Mermaid. As if losing her father and friends during the Wizarding War didn't weigh heavy enough on the heart of Nixie Dover, to lose the love of her life to imprisonment in Azkaban due to false accusations completely shattered the woman. Turning to the sea for over twelve years, Nixie prepares to spend the rest of her life among the merfolk community and her mother, until she hears a rumour through the seaweed. Sirius Black has escaped Azkaban. Determined to see if the rumours are true, Nixie ventures to the land once more only to find him but to also find the world on the brink of the Second Wizarding War. Terrified of what could occur during the second fight against the Dark Lord and his followers, Nixie is hesitant to join the fight. That is until she hears of the newest secret weapon that can not only help them win the war but stop the Dark Lord once and for all. With unfinished business to attend to with an old Hogwarts "friend" Nixie prepares herself for the final fight.

The feeling was infinite, timeless, magnificent. The pleasure unwilling to stop when time was definite. Her lips only left me unimaginably yearning, yearning for the touch again.