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He looked at me smirking causing me to smile too tilting my head in curiosity. "Why are you so interested in me?" He chuckled walking closer me pulling me close to him. "You're so stunning I just can't stay away." I giggled looking him in his eyes shaking my head. "We're total opposites..." "We'll make it work." He had a huge smile while I playfully rolled my eyes from him cutting me off. I pulled him into a kiss causing him to grab my face deepening it. Something about X I just can't stay away and neither can he. Opposites attracts? I'm so innocent compared to him he been through hell and back. He's insane and I'm the closest thing to sane. I try to keep his sanity while he pushes and slightly makes me lose mine. (This a y/n; your name, story.) ©Majesticbarbie

Oouuuu is you gonna read is there relationship gonna form or flop? btw i suck at descriptions

I'm awful at descriptions, but it's basically what you would expect from a fic.

☆ It's like a dream come fucking true ☆ ¤Warning¤: This book contains strong language, names that might be offensive to anyone who reads, triggering words/occurrences. Maybe smut, haven't decided yet. Also, if you hate gays, if you're homophobic, then you're just gonna have to get over it and not read this. There will be gay stuff mentioned. If you are uncomfortable with any of that, please, do not read.

Your mom and her friend is going out of town for 2 months. You we're ask to watch your moms friend son until she gets back. Turns out her little son also haves a older brother name jahseh

"Scarlet, it's either me or him. Choose." Under the assumption love is dead, already
Just let me be here
Where was I?
When he was feeling on you with his hands, at night?
Seen the vivid pictures in my head, at night
It left me in tears " I was lost and you found me."

19 year old Jasmine is a good girl at heart with a bad reputation. She's been involved in gangs, drive-bys, and drug deals. She doesnt know what's coming when she kills the wrong person. ___________________________________ EDIT: I know his fucking name is Jahseh, so if you read the name "Jahsen" anywhere in this story, it's autocorrect.

One minute, me and my peers at my school were flying out to a hot and sunny vacation in Aruba. In a blink of an eye, we're on an island. 10 girls with no help, guidance, cell phones, etc. We had to figure out how we were going to eat, fight through diseases, and most importantly, get help. I'm Sierra Ellison, and this is my story on how I survived Flight 89.

21 contestants compete for 10 million dollars. If you win the challenge assigned by the co-owner Joe, you will be in charge of sending 1 out of 3 people home. The twist is, each competitor must decide who they want to go home by voting in the vault. There will only be one winner!