I never cared about the tattoo on your forearm until your arms were wrapped around me. And maybe it was by my own naivety that I never saw your scars.. or your unfaltering desire to survive. I have a little theory about the kinds of guys to stay away from. You did not make it on that list, because I knew exactly who you were from the very beginning. And how can you get hurt when you know that someone will never love you? My rule is to never, under any circumstances, fall in love with a good guy. Because when he leaves, you cannot hate him. You will think of all of the things he always did right; hating him will be so impossible, and loving him will still be so easy. Because he'll want to be your friend. And you'll want to be his, too. But catching up with him every 6 weeks will not be enough for your heart, and being his friend will be the most elaborate method of self-harm. Because he'll still be the boy you fell in love with. When it's all said and done, he won't be anyone except exactly who you knew he was. And how do you fall out of love with the same exact characteristics that made you fall in love in the first place? So don't date a good boy. Because when a bad boy leaves, at least you saw it coming. When a bad boy leaves, at least you can hate him. When a bad boy leaves, at least you can tell yourself that you were an idiot for falling for him in the first place. I'm the idiot, and my name is Claire. [#6 realistic] [#48 romance-comedy] [#219 adventure] [#179 drama]

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

Red and Skylar have been through a bit in camp but now they face a new challenge. High school. Join them as they make new friends and possibly become lovers!

Jamie is a socially awkward space nerd while his twin sister is valedictorian. Jamie can do fur make up and runs an galaxy aesthetic/make up blog while his sister practices her viola and has a boyfriend. Jamie is not a model child, Denise is. Doesn't make his life any easier now that 'Atti' is in it. WARNING: DIS IS A ANTHRO ANIMAL STORY (AKA FURRY) IF THAT OFFENDS UR UPTIGHT ASS THEN U ARE ALLOWED TO LEAVE ANYTIME~~~

Just read the story, I'm not going to spoil it

Confined to a world he's known for his whole life, Sam takes a chance and dives into the unknown. Entranced by a crystal eyed boy and scarred from a childhood of pain, the only way to escape is to take flight... without wings, one is bound to fall. ‼️Warning‼️ Heavy angst and depressing themes, as well as some gay romance

Prom night, where it happened. Would anyone be safe in the small town of Pinewood. When a suicide that would change the very safety of everyone around one little pup, Garrett. Little does he know this is only the beginning.

It's mainly about my actual life

New home, new place, new people, new... everything! That cant be bad at all right? We both know its difficult leaving things behind and get away for yout own good future. But was this the right decision?...

Tyler has started a new life in a new school. He happens to find someone drop their things on the floor and rushed to help. This person just happens to be Axel, the most handsome guy in the grade. Now he has his eyes set on Tyler. However, Tyler doesn't seem to like him back, but that doesn't stop Axel from trying. Because it seems that Axel likes playing the game "Hard to Get." And he's going to make sure he wins this game. Note: NONE of the artwork in this book is mine. They all belong to their rightful owners