Book 1 in Latrommi Series - Seth and Serina's Story This is for mature readers only. R-RATED. Update: 2nd and 17th of every month Excerpt: "You're mine until I say otherwise. You're not marrying anyone" he said in a dangerous voice then grab her right hand, took out the ring and throw it at the man's feet, now standing but with split bleeding lips. He smile dangerously, still not satisfied with that one punch. He want to kill the man but he have more important thing to do. He needs to stake his claim now! He will own every inch of her and everyone will know it. *** AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey Bellas! I just want to inform you that I am now part of the Wattpad Creator Program (yehey🥳), hence, I will start posting 2 chapters of TPM every month! With that said, let me state that this book is complete and if you want to read the book, you can join me on Patreon or check it out on Amazon Kindle. You can find the link on my bio. Thank you for reading and support!! Ciao, bellas

A senior guy in Harvard is dared to pick a random number on his phone and talk to them every day for two weeks. Not knowing that he would be talking to the super sensitive, mouth vomiting, Santana-Daire. His childhood best friend he up and ditched in middle-school. On the other hand. Santana-Daire had acted like she didn't give two shits about how her best-friend decided she wasn't good enough in high school. But everyone close to her knew that she was heart-broken. Maybe him finally reaching out to her was the one thing she needed. Join the two as they spend the next two weeks remember exactly why they became friends in the first place, and maybe start to grow closer.

"Why do you have so much self confidence? Have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror? if you haven't, let me help you. you look like Gloria from Madagascar." This runs in Iz's mind 24/7. She wants to prove whoever told this to her, wrong. To what extent will she go? Will it ruin her life? She doesn't care. All she cares about now is to be thin. That's all she can think about. And it slowly takes over. In enters Jude, a guy every girl would die for. Could love stop Iz from hating herself? Or will she let Ana take over? Disclaimer: This story deals with anorexia.

"Why do you do this to yourself? You have everything: a father who loves you, friends, money, activities. I want to know why you threw it all away." Why? You want to know why? Step into a tanning booth and fry yourself for two or three days. After your skin bubbles and peels off, roll in coarse salt, then pull on long underwear woven from spun glass and razor wire. Over that goes your regular clothes, as long as they're tight. Smoke gunpowder and go to school to jump through hoops, sit up and beg, and roll over on command. Listen to the whispers that curl into your head at night, calling you ugly and fat and stupid and bitch and whore and worst of all "a disappointment." Puke and starve and cut and drink because you don't want to feel any of this. Puke and starve and cut and drink because you need an anesthetic and it works. For a while. But then the anesthetic turns into poison and by then it's too late because you're mainlining it now, straight into your soul. It is rotting you and you can't stop. Look in the mirror and find a ghost. hear every heartbeat scream that everysinglething is wrong with you. "Why?" is the wrong question. Ask "Why not?" **TRIGGER WARNING** This story contains the main character self harming herself, starving herself/anorexia, blood, depression, and dark thoughts.

"Slut." "Worthless." "Fat." "Ugly." "Whore." "Waste of space." These things are what Darcy Evans has been known as her whole life. At home and school. Every where she goes. She believes the things she's heard, if you hear anything too much you'll eventually start to believe it. She doesn't think she deserves to live, she starves herself and tried to commit suicide many times. When Jacob Luna comes to Darcy's school, he tries everything to get close to her but she just pushes him away. Will she let him or finally succeed in taking her life?

"I keep my promises," he said intensely. "Especially promises I make to beautiful girls." I rolled my eyes. "Don't. Don't say that." "What? Don't call you beautiful?" Leo tested in amusement. "I have never heard a girl ask not to be called beautiful." "I don't want to be told lies," I hissed under my breath. "I've had enough of those in my life." Leo was silent for a while, following me into my apartment. "What have they done to you, princess?" The way he was walking toward me was almost predator-like. And I was his prey.

"You know nothing about me, absolutely nothing! Who are you to tell me what's best for me Joslyn?!" he yells. "So all the girls you sleep with, you think that's healthy? I'm looking out for you, I can see right past this bullshit facade!" "Then tell me" he begins to walk towards me until my back reaches the wall. "What do you see?" "I see.." He presses his forehead against mine while his hands stay balled up against the wall above me. "Say it Joslyn..please." "We shouldn't be in this position...you have to-" "Joslyn." he whispers. His voice is filled with something I can't quite place. "Someone might see us." I whisper. He lowers his head and places a gentle kiss on my lips but that soon becomes a hungrier, more demanding kiss that we've both needed. His arms wrap around my waist as he deepens the kiss. But this isn't right. This isn't the person I'm supposed to be going on a date with. In fact, the person that is supposed to be going out with me is standing right in front of us. "Joslyn?" ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Joslyn Lozano is a 22-year old college student who's been through a lot in life. It shaped her to be a strong, independent woman who isn't afraid to tell things as it is. She refuses to let anyone belittle her. After a few parties, she meets people that will ultimately change her life forever. Mason. Ava. Tristan. Jace. Danny. Will she finally let someone in her heart or will fate tear them apart? Will her life change for the better or will her sad past repeat itself? Could she survive losing another person she loves? They say college is one of the craziest times of your life.. (There will be sexual scenes marked with *)

''Tell me you're not dumb enough to think I'm going to let you go out with that scum'' he basically growled, his hands trapping me between him and the wall. ''Y-You can't t-tell me who to date. You left me alone for t-three whole years'' I said, my voice trembling from how close we were. He chuckled and looked from eyes to my lips, smirking. ''But now I'm back, baby'' ~~~ He's back. Her best friend, Aiden. They grew up together, with the promise that they'd never leave each other's side. Partners in crime, like everyone called them. That was until Aiden left, leaving behind no clues that he ever existed at all, giving no explanation as to why he had to leave. 'I'll never let him in my life again'' Evelyn told herself then. Little did she know he'd make his way in and not only would she let him in her life again, but she'd be the one holding the doors open.

A NOVEL ON STOCKHOLM SYNDROME BOOK 1 OF A THREE BOOK SERIES *TRIGGER WARNING* This book contains scenes that some readers may find disturbing... and also slightly annoying. "Miss. Iris, do you believe she has a point?" she asked and returned to her seat once again. "I don't think so, her father and uncle deserve to go to jail." My answer extracted a smile from her like she was proud of my response. "My name is Christine; I am a renowned medico-legal psychotherapist. Been in the business for over twenty years and that is what a case of Stockholm syndrome looks like. In my years of experience, we see situations similar to this but its our job to help the victims realize" "Wow..." I started, really amazed at what she had said and what her work entails. I was only concerned why they locked me in a room with a psychotherapist "it must be difficult at times" I added. "yeah, its difficult every time" she laughed "but today isn't about me, I have a question for you." There was a brief pause in between before she carried on "Does Hunter deserve to go to jail?"

Kahlan Anderson doesn't quite fit in. School is a bore, her friends are non-existent, and her uncle is on her back constantly about making better life choices. The only people she can rely on is her uncle and her cousin, Violet, and all she seems to do is disappoint them. Kahlan has never felt more alone. That is, until Blake Lahey stumbles into her life. He's handsome, persistent, and won't leave her alone. Kahlan can't understand why he wants to be her friend and is determined not to let him in, no matter how hard he tries. But there's a fire between them that she can't deny, a fire so fierce she can't stay away. The problem with fire is that you always end up scathed. Will Kahlan learn to trust again? Or will she watch everything she's worked hard for go up in flames? [ Currently rewriting ]