In which a girl can't go a day without an anxiety attack and a boy can't go a day without noticing

My heart stopped as I lifted the light blue pregnancy test. Tears streamed down my cheeks. She looked at me\ " What does it say Jess?" I couldn't even form the words " P-positive" I choked. She looked down and shook her head I dropped on my knees and burst-ed into tears. " Its gonna be alright Jessica.." Gabby said with a hopeful voice. I cried even more " How?! M-My dad got me pregnant!" My life is over.

His name is Angel but his evil. At least this is what he is trying to seem. Sophia is an innocent girl. What will happened when the innocent Sophia tried to help 3 innocent children and met the notorious mafia leader Angel? "Do you know who am I?" he asked I shook my head "I am the King of the Greek Mafia" I gulped, shit where did I get myself into. "Will you do anything to help these kids?" he asked. If you are against sex,rape, use of drugs and abuse stop reading now. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

*sneak peak* I can't help it, he is so hot. This story will have a lot of smut.

Domick slid into the seat next to me and looked over. "Did you see how he was looking at you?" What? "H-he's not even my friend, just a partner sometimes." I managed to stammer out. "Trust me, he wanted to be more than just a partner." Domick sneered the last word. A surprised laugh escaped me, and I leaned towards him to whisper, "What makes you think that." "Because I notice when someone wants what's mine." ----------------------------- After I blew out my candles on my 7th birthday, I started to see things no one else could. Wings. I know, crazy right? After my Dads mysterious disappearance, I had to move in with my aunt who ignored my very existence. Then I met a certain someone. Domick. From the moment I saw his wings I knew he was different, just like me. Turns out I'm not the only "abnormal" around here. Domick was sent to find me for a reason, but can he stand to give me up to the secretive Council? Between Domick's possessiveness and me not knowing what the heck is going on. It's going to be one crazy ride.

A brainiac biker chick who witnesses a murder seeks refuge with a childhood neighbor turned FBI agent and risks her life to help him put the criminals behind bars. ***** Felicity Taylor has a beautiful mind and a future with promise, until something happens to blow it all to hell. How does she respond? She gets inked, buys a Harley, and teams up with a bunch of crooks. Ryan Clark is a federal agent with a taste for single barrel whiskey and one-night stands. He's used to playing rough and taking risks. But when Felicity seeks asylum in Ryan's home, he finds himself practicing restraint. Somehow he knows her badass exterior hides something softer. But is it worth the risk to harbor a fugitive who may end up stealing his heart? If you like your love stories rough and witty with a slice of pie on the side, seek your pleasures here. COPYRIGHT NOTICE: This work is owned by the author. Please do not attempt to plagiarize or you might end up on the wrong side of the law. IN OTHER WORDS: If you find this story on any online platform other than WATTPAD, I did not allow this. You may also be exposing yourself to malware. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe form, do it here on WATTPAD.

I wiped my eyes once again to see deep piercing green ones looking down at me. More tears came as I saw the root of my anger, and I stood up pushing past him. I tried to run but got pulled back by a hand grabbing my wrist. "What happened?" Clyde demanded angrily. "Get off of me!" I growled and pried his fingers off my wrist and continued to the bathroom. Once inside I went into a stall and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe my face. Why was I always crying? I heard the door open and I tried to contain my sniffling so that they wouldn't hear. Then I looked down to see the feet and saw Clyde crawling under my stall. ~~~~~ Alexa Moore is a crybaby. She can't deal well with her emotions; if she is frustrated, angry, sad, mad, or hurt she can't help but cry. She hates that she always feels the need to cry and tries to stay happy by being unconfrontational, and staying away from jerks. Clyde Wood is seemingly heartless. Through the bad, sad, hurtful, and pissing situations he appears to be tougher than nails. Sure he is happy most times, but in the eyes of many he is a heartless jerk that picks on everyone. If it wasn't for his great looks he'd probably be with the Gothic kids, not the popular ones. That, and he made a hobby of being a player. Alexa meeting Clyde was definitely a recipe for disaster, causing her to shed more tears than in her entire 17 years. The year goes from good to bad to good to bad, and end bad? With so much heart churning events, will there really be a rainbow after the storm?

"We aren't a thing...I just love your body" He bluntly says as his dark eyes gaze at mine. "I'm okay with that...Daddy" His eyes spark up as the words spilled out my mouth.."Say that again.." He groans with a smirk. ⚠️ CAUTION ⚠️ i'm still editing this book.

Titus Cantrell has a problem. Her name's Anna Simmons. She's the neighbor girl he's been in love with for almost a decade. So when that neighbor girl gets pregnant and the father of the child leaves, everything that Anna has ever achieved is on the edge of being destroyed. The small town of Napolm doesn't like it when young women get pregnant out of wedlock. The school board's made sure in the past that those pregnant, husband-less women lose their jobs and reputation. Seeing his chance, Titus asks her a question he's always wanted to ask. He asks Anna to marry him. But after she says yes, he finds himself facing another challenge. Convincing his wife to finally love him back. © All Rights Reserved. 2013. Cover done by GuiltyInnocence!