kind of a sequel to poetic pain but you don't HAVE to read it to understand what's going on. 🫶🏾

Brea Lancaster may have been born in the country, but she is a city girl through and through. She is stylish, influential, and loves the excitement that the party life has to offer. When she receives a call from her brother, who she hasn't spoken to in years, she is forced to return to her small country town that she hasn't been back to visit for almost a decade. Glendale is far from the pretty lights and vibrant parties of the city that Brea is used to. Especially the people in town. When Brea runs into-quite literally-her brother's nemesis and childhood friend, Zander, Brea starts to wonder whether everything she has grown up to think of Glendale may not to be true. This is a contemporary romance about a girl learning there is more to life than what meets the eye, and realizing how incredible but terrifying, falling in love is. A steamy, small town, brother's rival romance.

Renee Griffin is gorgeous, loveable, undeniably popular, and has an uncanny ability of getting everything she wants. She is a cunning seductress, a loving daughter, a prima donna, and a cold-blooded murderer. This is not a story for the faint hearted. This is the story of a 21st Century psychopath. "'You've killed,' he breathed. His eyes had grown big, so big that they barely fit his face anymore. He didn't resemble Nathan at all. He was pathetic, and cowardly, and weak. 'I have.' Silence and darkness threatened to crush us both, the sound of his uneven breathing piercing through my eardrums. I didn't bother hiding anything in my demeanour - it was a relief to let the darkness out, to let it slip out of every pore and every cell. He was going to die. His next words were quiet, so quiet, that it could have been drowned out with the faint sound of cheers coming from the stadium. 'You're a monster.'"

They say her voice was once bewitching to all who heard it. She was like a siren luring sailors to their deaths on quiet nights... Those are just rumours that once were, truth be told the youngest daughter of the Count was a mute. Her voice had long been lost in her childhood years, disappearing like a whisper in the wind soon to be forgotten. She too disappeared with it, fading into the background, outshined by her talented siblings. The harder she tried to regain her worth, the more she was ignored. Until a chance encounter with a stranger changes everything... Word count: [100,000 - 150,000] |COMPLETE|

The story follows the main character Elizabeth Bennet as she deals with issues of manners, upbringing, morality, education, and marriage in the society of the landed gentry of early 19th-century England. Elizabeth is the second of five daughters of a country gentleman living near the fictional town of Meryton in Hertfordshire, near London.

A night of drinking. A one night stand. An agreement. All things which two sworn enemies should never do together, and yet neither can get enough. ** Alexander and Kelsie have been at war since they were kids. They'd never gotten along, and the thought of being intimate with the other was sickening. But one night that ends in a hookup proves to change everything as the pair now find themselves sneaking into broom closets and spending nights in each other's beds. There's only one catch to their newfound agreement - not to fall in love. From their lack of positive feelings, it seemed pretty easy. And yet, the more they touch, the more impossible it seems.

" 'I moaned as he pounded into me relentlessly while gently circling his finger around my clit. The hot water from the shower poured down on us and the small water droplets cascaded down our bodies, contrasting with the cool tile wall I was thrown up against. I straddled him as he continued to thrust deeper and deeper into me, causing me to climb higher and higher into pure bliss. "Shit Ace, I'm close" I breathed out in between moans, I gasped as he took my nipple in his mouth and bit down. "Cum for me princess" And with that, I came undone, digging my nails into his back and shaking with pleasure. He groaned with me an-" "Danny get your ass off that damn laptop before I come over there and snap it in half" I rolled my eyes at my roommate and powered down the laptop. This blog is going to be the death of me. ____________________________________________________________________________________ Danny Accola, a smart and frisky sophomore in college, is drowning in debt, stress, and mountains of workloads. Part of that workload in the college's daily online blog she was unwillingly assigned to do at the beginning of the year. Luckily, she can write about ANYTHING she wants, so she takes out her sexual frustrations on the safest place in the world... the internet. Ace Mitchell is hot, to say the least. Every girl on campus drools all over him and he loves the attention. But when a certain girl makes a snarky remark about him and his "estrogen vultures" he's drawn to her challenge and wants her instantly.

A summer getaway with my best friends, and a pleasant surprise at the front door. Colby Brock Fanfic There is some swearing and sexual content so don't read this if your sensitive or whatever but honestly you should just get over it and read it because I have a feelin this story's gonna be good. Rankings: #2: Colbybrock #1: samandcolby #1: beach #7: samgolbach

Olive Thorne has always gone by one motto and one motto only: Don't get in too deep or you'll find something you never wanted to find in the first place. But one time she did go too deep-about 4 years ago in 8th grade-and no one knows except for her best friend at the time, Christina Leigh. Now Olive is in 12th grade with two new best friends, Tara and Sylvia, and she's put the past behind her, never bringing up anything from the past to them. Ever since senior year started, Phillip, her long time guy friend, has followed around like a lost puppy, even though Olive doesn't feel the same way at all. It's all fun until Christina wriggles her way back into Olive's life and brings up the one thing Olive has been trying to forget all these years. But, when the truth starts flowing, so do the lies. And when the lies come out, so do the knives.