STORY 2 1# in alcoholism 28/05/20 This story is the Sequel to Confessions of A Queen Bee- i suggest you read that one first! But honestly i am so thankful for anyone that reads either of my stories. This story will be in Ivy Jame's point of view but it is titled Confessions of a Teenage Addict because this story will be focused on Jackson and his struggles. There may be point of view changes though!

"We all have our vices, darling," he purred as he stared straight into my soul whilst draining the last drop of the amber liquid in his glass. I stared straight at him, at his intimidating frame and at his frightening shadow that seemed to suck out all the light in the room as I dreaded the words that were going to come from his mouth. "Some choose to hide it," He continued and I held my breath as he took a step closer to me until our bodies were separated by just a breath. He picked up a strand of my hair, continuing to stare straight into me with his eyes that held so much power and strength but above all, ruthlessness. "We just don't have to." ✼ Rosethorne university. Home to the rich. Home to the elite. Home to the superior. Securing a place here was no easy task but 18 year old newely poor and orphaned Velvet Richards had no other choice. She needed Rosethorne more than she had ever needed anything in her life. She needed it's blood. She needed it's destruction. She needed it all purely for her salvation. Her plan? Infiltrate the school and ruin what they hold dear to shake the very foundations they rely on to survive. Traditions. The biggest tradition? The initiation games. A cruel and sick twist of challenges to sort out and pick the best of the best, those of which become a member of the most elite club there is known to man. The Draven Society. There was no other option but to win these illustrious and impossible games and burn it from the inside out from the heart of the problem. The Draven boys. Atlas Oberdorf. Orson Taylor. Zyair Usman. But the three have little patience and very little morality. And they will see her ruin before anything else. Guess the winner takes it all in the initiation games. Funny thing was she never lost and even then, what did she really have left to lose anyway? ✼ Copyright @signedlayla2020 All rights reserved

(adj.) Eternal; Everlasting [ee-oh-nee-uh n] I am intrigued by the smile upon your face and the sadness within your eyes but I truly wonder can you see the sadness behind my eyes? When you see my smile, do you know what I hide behind it? When you hear me laugh, do you know what Im really thinking? When you hear me sing, do you really hear the meaning? When I touch you, can you feel my pain? I guess not because here I am still with the pain and the worst part of it is that, that's not what hurts; it's the plastered smile I hold up and have held up for so long but as they say the prettiest smile hides the deepest secrets, the prettiest eyes have cried the most tears, and the kindest hearts have felt the most pain. But what are the chances of you really seeing that right? Cover and banners by @_akwaah_

STORY 1 Ivy James loved being top of the school; she could click her fingers and get anyone to fulfill whatever her heart desired. She was happy enough with her equal, top jock, bad boy boyfriend, and there was nobody that could bring them down. Apart from a tiny rumor that people had seen Ivy and her boyfriend's best friend going into a room together at a party. What nobody knows is the evil that happened that night and the ways in which the queen bee's life changed accordingly. Trying to navigate the aftershocks of assault, Ivy captures the interest of another member of the 'golden group'. He is fascinated by her and the way she acts around people. And before they both know it, not only are they navigating their own secrets, they find themselves engulfed in each other. It's funny how we fall in love with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected time. *Disclaimer* this story includes scenes of a sexual nature and reference to sexual violence. It will also include descriptions of symptoms of mental illness.

*His silver gaze, so reflective and transparent, was opaque and blocked off in disgust as he looked down at me with the first emotion I had ever seen on his emotionless face: a sneer so packed with hatred that I almost recoiled back in horror. "Just remember, you did this to yourself, princess," he murmured, his lips so close to mine that I could almost taste the hard bite to his words, his harshness and his hostility.* - They're the kings of the rival school, East Bridge. All powerful. All untouchable. All hot. And unfortunately, as the town policy dictates, I'm their number one enemy, their biggest threat and the catalyst for their destruction, rendering me their target when I'm forced to transfer. But unlike everyone else, I don't engage in town politics, I don't take sides and I definitely do not follow commands. I am Darcy Ravencourt and I bow down to no one, no matter how much they want to put me in my place. I'm here for one thing and one thing only: to graduate so I can leave this godforsaken town and all its problems. And no one will be able to stop me, not even them. Especially not them. - Copyright © 2020 signedlayla

Harper Novac finds an old tape in her attic. The tape only plays static though. To everybody but Harper that is. Every time Harper watches the tape there is something different no rewinding required. Harper thinks this is amazing, that is until the tape starts to show her some not so friendly things. But who will believe her? After all, the tape is just static. -- Cover by @Snowww37

I'm Elizabeth Vivere. Nineteen and in my prime. But here I am, hacking into powerful Mafia families. Literally, knocking Death's doors on a daily basis. For my most recent job, I hacked into the Mietitore family. The most powerful one in our city, the Hollow. I thought the day I saw Angelo Mietitore, was the day he send me into the arms of Death. Then, my parent figures died brutally. Adding on to the stress of dealing with betrayals, love and friendship, Angelo and I are thrown into a maze of lies, mysteries and danger. Lives will be lost as secrets are uncovered. Nothing is for sure, until the end. A bloodshed is brewing in the Hollow and just who will survive this? I damn well hope it's me, because I don't want to die, single forever.

§§§§§ "DO YOU KNOW WHO THE FUCK I AM?!" "Enlighten me." "Fuck you!" My legs were free. Mustering the remaining strength I had left, I used all brute force to kick him in the face. He skillfully swerved me, his hands finding their way to my neck. Forcefully gripping as he began to restrict my airways, I began to choke. Gasping for air, I fought against the sheer force acting upon my neck by his callous hand. "I will fuck you up so much, that not even you would recognize yourself. Now dance for me, Rosa." §§§§§ Sabina Pavlova, a true femme fatale. First born of the most notorious Russian Mob, she holds all the qualities for a scandalous leader. Feared and respected. She's anything but kind, sympathetic or loving. Numb to her emotions and driven only by her extreme crave for power. She's a delinquent. Fueled by her stubbornness and intense lust to succeed her father's position; desiring to finally be deemed worthy in his eyes. "Females can't be leaders." That's always been the idea. No matter her skills or strength, she will never know the title of leader for as long as she breathes. Spiraling out of control, no one can tell her otherwise. Her careless actions and reckless nature are seen to be her downfall; allowing her to act mindlessly with no empathy. Sick of her adamant nature, her father proves her inferiority as he orders her to live her life amongst the lower class of the Mob as a stripper or to leave. With no other choice, she chooses the safest option. But she only has one thing on her mind. To seek vengeance and prove her capabilities. Determined to be accepted back into the Mob, she takes control of her life, searching for the family's formidable enemy. She makes it her goal to bring down the leader of her family's inevitable downfall. What happens when when they come face to face? What happens when he finds out who she is? Extended description in proem

(𝘯.) 𝘈 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳; 𝘢 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦. A collection of poems that holds the secrets of my soul and the words that reach you and make you feel my goal. Here you will get a feel of what I hold in my hiding place of words, so stay for a while and feel. Maybe by the end you'll understand my cries and soothe them until they give off the sounds of a distant lullaby. Feel for me, feel with me. Breathe for me, breathe with me. Now cry with me, or fly with me. Cover and banners by @_awkwaah_ #6 in @Pcontest2 - poetry contest #23 - notgoodenough

*chapters 2-7 are undergoing editing* You don't choose who you fall in love with. But you decide whether to stay or leave. Mia Stellar returns to Eastwood after an unfortunate shooting that occurred four years before which threatened the very existence of her family. Her bubbly and cheerful personality captures the heart of everyone she ever meets. She has a loving mother, a great best friend and a bright future ahead of her. Her only goal is to finish her senior year without any unexpected twists and turns. Aiden Black with his greek god-like face, oscar-winning smirk and icy blue eyes never failed to instil fear in the minds of people. He is the definition of a cold hearted bad boy. With a reputation as dangerous as this town, he proudly claimed the school as his ground. A game night with her best friend ends up chaotic as she breaks into Aiden's house and wrecks his room. Her simple plan to stay under the radar vanishes into thin air when she is forced to stay in the same house with Aiden. What happens when the town baddie Aiden Black wakes up to a young girl vandalising his room? Throw in a mysterious messenger with a weird demand that grants Mia the answer she seeks. Can the universe handle their unlimited sarcastic comments and flirtatious advances? Can Aiden and Mia ever let go of their pasts and learn to love or will they succumb to the secrets they harbour in their souls? The biggest question still remains. Can you save your heart while breaking another one? For all those hopelessly romantic, humour loving specimens and binge readers, this is the book that will surely keep you at night and will have you cursing your single life! I update every week 😋