18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.

Loving Harry was as easy as breathing. Until Harry's lungs slowly started to fail. Trigger Warnings: -Major illnesses/disorders and other unpleasant medical things, unidentified disease, sadness, and so on. - Unhappy ending (Please don't even start reading it if you don't like sad books or sad endings, I promise you it's not a happy story and I don't want to upset anyone).

Louis has a habit of not complaining. Harry hates it because, sometimes if you don’t complain, bad things happen; like ending up in the ICU. This is the OFFICIAL VERSION please note that there are four or five R rated scenes that have been moved to another site to keep this story un-privated. The links are provided in the appropriate places in the story where you can read them. Please check my bio for the link to the translations! These include POLISH (Polski), SPANISH (Español), ITALIAN (Italiano), FRENCH (Français), RUSSIAN (русский), CZECH, CHINESE (中国的), ROMANIAN (român), PORTUGUESE (português), BRAZILIAN PORTUGUESE (português do Brasil) SLOVAK (slovenská), DUTCH (Nederlands), GERMAN (Deutsch) Direct link to translation masterpost is: http://room_317.livejournal.com

A story of first true love between an unsuspecting, extroverted girl and an awkward, beautifully magnetic boy. WARNING: Explicit sexuality. All Rights Reserved to styleslegend, 2018 ©

How thin is the line between love and hate? Cindy Leclair. She's what could be the personification of perfect. Perfect face, perfect body, perfect family, perfect life. You couldn't find a single flaw on or about her. Considered the school sweetheart, she gets outstanding grades and is an exemplary student. But what if the girl underneath the front isn't so perfect after all. Loren Carson. Almost the exact opposite of Cindy. It seems as if trouble finds her everywhere she goes. She can't go a week without finding herself in the principal's office. Even with her bad reputation, boys and girls alike swoon over her looks. Long blonde hair, deep ocean eyes and a model like body. One thing they have in common? They absolutely hate each other. When their parents sign a business deal together, Cindy and Loren end up spending a lot more time with each other than they first anticipated. Will Cindy be able to break Loren out of her bad habits? Or will it be the other way around? The line between love and hate is seemingly squiggly, zig zaggy, and confusing.

Pia was too much of a homophobe, so a lesbian took it upon herself to teach him how to be gay.