"Still in denial?" You asked softly. "About what?" "Missing her," you piped quietly, heart knotting as you spoke. He sighed, his face almost buried into the book before him. "It's okay that you do..." He eyed you carefully, "What are you? My tutor or my shrink?" You licked your lips a bit, the pencil in your hand lamely moving between the hold of your soft fingertips. "Whatever you need," you whispered out. - Having a genuine friend is something Park Jimin never had. People would pretend to care for him in attempts to get closer to him. When finding comfort in the only girl that sees him nothing other than the boy she tutors, he results in finding ways to cope with your help when suffering through his heart wrenching and confusing breakup. What he doesn't realize is that although you didn't feel for him in the beginning, constant time spent with the quiet and shy boy in your class makes you want to be more than just his friend. While, in his eyes throughout all of it, you're nothing but his tutor girl... - MATURE CONTENT AT POINTS SO JUST BE PREPARED IF YOU'RE READING. -

"It never came up to my mind to be with you, to you be my first kiss, and to fall for you. Because I wasn't your Ms. Right,-" he suddenly grabbed my waist that made my body be that near to him. He held my spine and passionately kissed me. "Just, shh... I didn't request any Ms. Right,"

"I'll set you free one day. I promise." "Everyone who promised me, lied. You're a liar." "Everyone?" "My members." "Tell me more, it's alright.' the first few chapters are so cringe ill edit it one day HIGHEST RANK #174 IN FANFICTION

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You and Grayson have been married for a year now and you guys have been trying for baby. Time has passed by and nothing exciting has happened. Until one day your final answer is on a stick.

His hand gripped her hip, gently, "The way I want to fuck you. Merda! You wouldn't believe it." Freya gasped this time, looking into his eyes and realising he was dead serious. He found her desirable. She blushed. "Yes but I'm no good for you Tesoro, trust me. I'll only hurt you.", he warned. "So stop giving me bedroom eyes across the room every time we're in the same vicinity. Otherwise... ", he trailed off, running his hand lightly over her crotch over the material of her dress as she gasped. --------------------- Freya Lorden's sheltered life is shattered the moment Nixon Ford walks in all handsome and broody. There's an instant attraction that both try to fight off. Between troubled pasts, family secrets, jealous foes and a dangerous mob boss seeking out revenge, it's not going to be easy for them. If they want to be together, they're going to have to fight for it and each other. But what love is worth it if you don't work for it? ⚠️TW⚠️ This story contains mature content, violence, death and mentions of suicide.

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*Wattys 2018 Winner / Hidden Gems* CREATE YOUR OWN MR. RIGHT Weeks before Valentine's, seventeen-year-old Kate Lapuz goes through her first ever breakup, but soon she stumbles upon a mysterious new app called My Dream Boyfriend, an AI chatbot that has the ability to understand human feelings. Casually, she participates in the app's trial run but finds herself immersed in the empathic conversations with her customizable virtual boyfriend, Ecto. In a society both connected and alienated by technology, Kate suspects an actual secret admirer is behind Ecto. Could it be the work of the techie student council president Dion or has Kate really found her soulmate in bits of computer code? She decides to get to the bottom of the cutting-edge app. Her search for Ecto's real identity leads Kate to prom, where absolute knowledge comes with a very steep price.

Hamilton Academy of the Arts. The school Sydney Acosta moved to all the way from Toronto, Ontario in a barely known city. After the divorce between her mother and father, she's stuck by her mother's side, following her to another city in Canada. Her emotions are expressed through the one thing she loves doing: dancing. Lucas Cahill is a quiet, almost outcast in the school. His twin brother, Joseph, better known as Joey, is the best known guy in school. He's considered popular, cooler and better looking than his brother despite the two having the same face. At school, Joey doesn't acknowledge his brother, at home and in the past they are inseparable with the excuses from Joey tolling up over time. His isolation and other emotions are expressed through his art. The two seventeen year olds are connected in their different forms of art in a teenage story filled with drama, sarcasm and loads of creativity. "My drawings are like stick figures compared to anything you draw. You could draw the world's ugliest frog and it will still turn out beautiful. Lucas you're an amazing artist." "So are you." He said quietly, looking up at me with his soft, heartwarming eyes. "How?"I couldn't draw for shit. "Because you are a dancer. Dancing is an art. And you are an amazing dancer." Cover~ xThePineappleGirlx #15 Teen Fiction (11/12/16)