Lilith Hawthrone is a 20 year old psychology student with a complicated heart and more issues than she likes to admit. She feels too much, thinks too hard, and often drowns in the weight of her own empathy. She's curious, emotionally intense, and carries unresolved wounds especially the kind only a mother can leave behind. Valentina Salvatore is a 30 year old CEO. She's mastered control in every aspect of her life, her sharp mind cutting through complexity to build an empire. Beneath the polished exterior, however, is a woman who loves obsessively but is careful with her love, not wanting to waste it on the wrong person. She's learned to guard her heart, waiting for someone worthy of the intensity she's capable of. Where Lilith is all feelings and chaos, Valentina is order, control, and calculated precision. They come from different worlds, with different rhythms, but what if that's exactly why they fit?

Can first loves reunited and have a second chance of happiness? You fell in love with a blind girl named, Lauren Jauregui. When the two of you were just teenagers, something tragic happened and forced for the two of you to get separated. When the two of you meet again, so many years later, will Lauren Jauregui recognize you as her first love? This fanfiction is from the drama series that I had just watched. COVER BY: @KORSLAY

Yeah, I know, sleeping with a 30-year-old married woman is bad. But she had money and was willing to spend it all on me. Why would I shoot down an offer like that? "So what do you say?" "Deal" (Non-G!p) (GxG) (Completed) (Book one)

"She doesn't know it, but she's already mine. They all are. They cry. They scream. They beg for their lives. Truth of it is, they're all wearing masks. Even me. I'm just the only one who's not afraid to look at what lies underneath." - Camila *** "My hands are tied behind my back. Even if I could get loose, I'm locked inside the plastic surgeon's library. She's in the next room. Killing someone. And if I said I wanted her to let me go, I'd be lying." - Lauren *** Author's Note : This is a dark romance novel with mature themes that might make some readers uncomfortable. Converted. All rights to Aubrey Dark.

(305-496-1694): Wassup, babygirl. wanna come over? Y/n: Who is this? I think you have the wrong number (305-496-1694): I'm your future baby daddy ;) Y/n: uh no goodbye . . . y/n is just chilling with her friends until she received a text from a number she doesn't know, she didn't think it would lead to something. Lauren g!p All reserved to Kinky_Karla

Omegas are the lowest ranking wolves amongst all werewolves. They were seen as inferior amongst all creatures. Until one omega proves everyone wrong. This story does contain g!p. So if you don't like it simply don't read it.

16-year-old Camila just transferred to North High, but what happens when she meets Lauren. Will she start talking again after 12 long years? Even worse, will Lauren discover Camila's little secret?

A mother searches desperately for a new doctor for her autistic daughter whom doesn't get along with new people. Lauren Jauregui was born abnormal, something her parents knew but couldn't confirm until she was around the age of seven years old. She couldn't communicate correctly, she had a hard time socially, and she had little ticks that anybody could see without even looking closely. She is effortlessly beautiful and has the purest mind one could have. She just needs a little help. Clara Jauregui, after finding news that Lauren's primary caregiver has retired, looks for a new pediatrician for her daughter. Searching left and right, she quickly learnt that her daughter couldn't click with any one of the doctors she had taken her to. That is, until she comes across Y/N Y/LN.

"Holding her like this felt so strange, yet so familiar all at once." Lauren Jauregui finds herself at Camila Cabello's wedding. The childhood friends haven't seen each other in years, but does that mean things have changed? Cover designed by @SLOTHTATO

Skirts covered her nude knees. A necklace with a cross hung from her neck. A purity ring adorned her ringfinger. And every sunday, she and her parents went to church. There were other places she would go though... Some lucky boys could confirm that. Not that her parents knew of anyways. Not a single human male was allowed in her home, except for her father. Luckily for her, they never said anything about girls... © 2016, ChelseaLinden, All rights reserved