[DISCONTINUED] everything starts when i was half naked and got locked out outside of my apartement, i decided to use his fire escape.

i will bruise your lips, scar your knees, and love you too hard. i will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. and when i leave, you will finally understand why they name storms after people. © soshoran. all rights reserved. any copyright of this story is illegal with out credit or consent given by me. warning; this story contains graphic depictions of violence, drug use, explicit sex scenes, and other mature themes. read at your own risk.

❝have no fear of perfection - you'll never reach it.❞ ▶▶▶ © 2014 irelxnd

[CURRENTLY UNDER CONSTRUCTION // ALMOST COMPLETE, SHOULD BE DONE BY 2019. // RECOMMEND READING ONCE EDITING IS FINISHED.] ___________________________________________ ... he grabbed my upper arm pulling me back to him, his lips found mine -and his kiss was soft. Softer than I expected. He didn't try to grab anywhere on my body, he didn't try to force me to kiss him back or put his tongue down my throat - he just kissed me. It was a short lingering kiss that lasted only a minute, but it still left me almost breathless and bewildered to say the least. When he pulled away, I slowly opened my eyes to look at him, his eyes were hard and his lips pressed in a firm line. His hand found the collar of my jacket moving it away once more, enough for anyone to see the mark he left earlier. "You're mine now, and don't you forget it." he stated sternly, looking deep into my eyes his hard blue ones washing over my green iris's like a tsunami. I gulped tightly at how serious he was. He said that in such a way where it actually had me terrified, he looked frustrated, determined, even down right possessive. It made me never want to touch a guy again, touch Grant again, and maybe that's why he looked at me like that. He wanted to scare me so that I would never defy his words, so that he could have me to himself, but I barely knew him, never the less, he barely knew me - or my name. ___________________________________________

Mia is a quiet girl. Not much of a teenager. Mostly a normal one, she studies, she doesn't attend parties, she gets all straight A's. But when she meets a blonde, Irish boy, along with his four other friends, will her world flip? Niall Horan love story. If you don't like smoking, or sexual content, this book has a little of it. This is the first book of the Figure 8 series.

In which a sarcastic girl with a secret fear of touching meets a rebellious, lilac haired boy who can't seem to keep his hands off her. (last updated 2020)

❝i don't really know him, but i know him enough to care about him more than i'll ever care about anyone else.❞ ▶▶▶ © 2014 strabucks

What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]

Because the smallest steps you take, can lead you to someplace you'd never thought you'd reach. [Book five of the This Series] © 2014 leah the great

❝Why won't you tell me your name?❞ © CynicalCaroline 2014 All Rights Reserved.