𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄, ─ julie and the phantoms. you're the only one that makes me feel alive, i can't keep drowning in the shadows, you're the only one that matters. [ kill my time. ─ luke x fem!oc ] incomplete. ─ jatp & slight au. © jadorelou │ sep 2020 - tbd. TW: suicidal thoughts/depression { I MADE THIS WHEN I WAS 15 DONT NOT @ ME FOR THE CRINGE AND ITS INCOMPLETE LIKE THE SHOW OOPS ??? }

(SAMPLE) Now available everywhere in ebook & paperback (and on Kindle Unlimited in the US & Canada). Kendall works the night shift at the campus library. It's the perfect job: she gets to spend hours reading her romance novels without interruption... until the night that Vincent, king of campus and star of the basketball team, comes to the front desk and asks her for reading recommendations. (75k words. No cheating, no love triangles, happy ending. Adult content. 18+ recommended.)

"Cora, whether you like it or not, you belong to me. You're mine! Do you understand that? I suggest you accept it because I won't allow you to decide otherwise. You see, in my world, life is like a game of chess, and darling...you've just became the queen, my main piece." "Well...It's a good thing I've never been fond of chess. In fact, I've always preferred monopoly." With that, I slammed my foot down on his, shoving him aside while running for the shut door. He was beyond mad. Looking over my shoulder, I smiled innocently up at his enraged expression and tense stance. "And luckily, I have a get out jail free card." _______________________________ C O P Y R I G H T. R E S E R V E D. Guilty for loving cliche possessiveness, control and jealousy, I decided to create my very own story involving just that. This is nothing professional or overly realistic. it's just a fun story filled with game playing, banter, romance and humour.

| HIGHEST RANKING- #1 DANCE 1 | Ella Pearson thought she along with her mother was bound to a debt which made her life miserable and they wouldn't be able to be free until they clear it. Never in her wildest dream Ella expected to meet her Prince at the school's masquerade party, who would help her slay the demons. One dance was all it took to grab the bad boy's attention and a locket to find his missing Cinderella.

❝Sure, whatever helps you sleep at night.❞ ❝That would be you.❞ ❝You're a smooth motherfucker, aren't you?❞ In which Nico desperately needs advice and finds a payphone, but he has nobody to call. And then the payphone rings. And Nico answers. And over a series of phone calls with a witty, feisty female, Nico falls in love. But sometimes, God likes to fuck it up a bit. Just for shits and giggles. ---------- Copyright © 2018 by Sierra Soriano. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

Cindy Ella Woods didn't expect anything to happen when she agreed to go to the spring masquerade ball. That is, until she drops her bracelet after dancing with a masked man who happened to be Peyton Charming. Peyton Charming certainly didn't expect to dance with a beautiful stranger with only a bracelet to give a hint to her identity when she runs away from him. Did I forget to mention that Peyton just happens to be an international pop star taking a break from music so he can be a normal teenager for senior year? Did I also forget to mention that Cindy's step-sisters and Peyton’s ex will do anything to get a chance with the notorious man that she danced with? After that night, Cindy finds her world turned upside down. It seems that Peyton is obsessed with finding his ‘Cinderella’, even after a couple failed attempts.

He continues to stare as the young girl hums quietly, while keeping her eyes locked on the book in her hands. At the sound of his footsteps, she suddenly stops reading only to look up and let out a squeal, one that he found adorable. Her already rosy cheeks become even brighter. "Hello." He melts at the sound of her angelic voice and says his next words carefully, softly. "Hi sweetheart." She tilts her head to the side as he unknowingly stares at her with a certain longing. "Who are you?" "I'm Seth. What's your name?" He questions, taking a step into her room. She grins, causing two cute dimples to appear on her cheeks. "Daisy." ~ In which Seth Andrews, who is usually quiet and brooding, becomes captivated by his best friends little sister, Daisy Miller, who believes everyone has at least a little good in them.

[MATURE CONTENT] a rumpelstiltskin retelling #1 in the ODD FAIRYTALES series "Do you enjoy torturing me?" He asked on a groan as his hand travelled from my inner thigh to further upwards, finding me sans panties. "Only-" I breathed raggedly as he began tracing my slit with gentle strokes with not enough pressure to relieve me of the burn charging my core. "- when it suits." "Well," he said, finger dipping inside me, making me cling to his shoulders. "For your trouble, I'm about to fuck you so hard they'll write about us." "Like a fairytale?" I asked on a whisper, amusement dancing in my voice as I stared into his glowing golden eyes. "Be careful," he warned, ducking his head until I felt his hair brush my face. His lips were a millimetre from my ear, his breath making something thrum within me. "The ending will make you scream." I didn't doubt that.

the fake marriage (or is it really fake) au

[MATURE CONTENT] "He can't make your body feel the way I can," he breathed, proving his point with a simple flick of his finger as I almost came right then and there. I forced myself to say, "I love him." "No, you don't," he said, easily. "And even if you were with him, you wouldn't be able to go a day without my touch." "You're wrong." He rammed his finger up into me. I was forced to hold onto him to keep steady, my chest heaving against his as I desperately tried to control myself. Those dark eyes stared into my own with amusement, eyebrow cocking as if asking, 'you sure about that?' His lips brushed mine, and I had to resist the temptation to push mine into his. Then they were at my ear, warm and hot and a reminder to the excruciating pleasure he could make me feel with just his mouth. "Now let's show that lover boy of yours just what it sounds like to make you come undone."