I don't need friends to support me. I don't need a family who helps me. Nor do I have one. Everyone has that group of people they can go to for support. That they know will never turn on them, hurt them, or bring them down. I don't have that group of people. It's one soul, one beating heart, that's keeping me from falling apart. What if I lose that too?

Gia Kim, her parents are divorced, her mother finds a new guy that he's the boss of Mercedes at F1. Gia and Her brother started a new adventure at f1, and she met Pierre Gasly, a new adventure, and maybe a new love? NOTE: this is a fictional story, Pierre should not be taken as a real representation, this is how I imagined him in my story. Fan fiction.

**Wattpad Featured** "Unlike you, he is a gentleman who respects me." It was so low that he almost missed it. He wished he had, though. He turned to her with a sly smirk, flicking his eyebrows. "Is that so?" When the only thing she did was stare at him sheepishly, he nodded to himself. His features brightened. "Does a gentleman like him get to kiss you like I do?" he whispered, getting too close for her comfort. Before reacting was even a thought, he grabbed her chin and forced his way on her lips. *** Florence Chaneli is a young belle originating from Greece. She is the epitome of grace and innocence. But appearances can be deceiving; she is quite feisty, intelligent and is not afraid to get in trouble. She came to America in hopes to settle the paperwork concerning a house that was past, from a distant relative, down to her. Thinking she could handle it herself, she left her home country without her family. However, after an unfortunate turn of events she is forced to give shelter to a guy she doesn't even know. To make matters worse, unbeknownst to her, this young man just so happens to be one of the most wanted, one of the most dangerous criminals America had ever had the misfortune of knowing. What could go wrong? Well... Everything..... Jason Noveli had finally, after years of hard work, managed to raise his name. He had made his own deals, he had killed people to ensure their silence and he would kill many more on his way to success. However, he's been reconsidering his purpose lately. What does he seek from this life? The question remains the same... It was supposed to be a routine pick up, until all hell broke loose... His most trusted man got murdered, he got deceived, he didn't receive his money and he got shot. He was sure it would be the end until... The unexpected happened... -mature content- This book is Copyrighted. You may not copy or reproduce it in any way.

My name is Delaney and this is my story. I feel compelled to give you fair warning before you embark on my journey. It's messy. It's chock-full of terrible choices and split-second decisions filled with bad judgment. It's rough, complicated and angsty-but, hey, isn't that what real life is? You live and learn through experience. You (hopefully) mature and don't make the same mistakes twice. These, however, are tough lessons to learn when you're trying to navigate through. Sure, dear reader, you will have ideas of how I could've handled it all better-I know I certainly do, in retrospect. But, I'm me. I'm human. And to err is human, right? Isn't that the popular quote people love to use as an excuse? Well-there it is. Read my life story, I dare you, but remember you've been warned. The divorce of her parents does not come as a surprise to Delaney, however her mother's swift decision to relocate to Florida throws her for a loop. After enrolling in classes at university, she makes fast friends with Shane, the quintessentially perfect guy. Jaded by her past experiences with relationships, Shane completely confounds her. He represents everything Delaney believed didn't exist in real life; stability, security and good old-fashioned kindness. It should be effortless. With Shane, it's exactly the type of happily-ever-after story she loves to read, as well as write. Enter Fin: the edgy, risk-taking artist that unrelentingly captivates her attention. Soon after becoming her partner in literature class, he becomes her one and only copyeditor and most trusted confidant. Torn between two different worlds, Delaney stumbles through a range of decisions that lead her on an unexpected journey. She finds herself left with an impossible choice: A life of contentedness filled with ease and love or a passion-filled wild ride that leaves her breathless. However, Delaney also discovers that sometimes the seemingly unimportant everyday decisions end up making the choices for you...

[Caffeine is out now in paper back and Kindle!] "Medium black with three sugars, please." Isaac Hensick was your typical popular high schooler. He had tanned skin, girls on each arm and lungs full of cigarette smoke. But what most people didn't know was that he had a passion for drawing and a taste for black coffee. Most people, that is, except for Aspen. Highest rankings: #1 in fiction, teenromance and smoking, #2 in player and teen, #3 in mentalhealth and chicklit, #4 in young adult, #5 in anxiety, #8 in love!! completed: 09/07/20 word count: 110,579

Highest rank #27 in Teen Fiction. Written by @apricitys. _ _ _ "What is this?" He asked, not even bothering to look at the canvas in front of me. Instead, his eyes were locked in mine. I swallowed my saliva, chills running down my spine. I felt my palms getting sweaty as my legs nervously started bouncing up and down. Without giving me time to answer, he took a step closer to me, eyes still locked in mine. Each time he inched closer, I used my right foot to slowly push myself and the stool back. It seemed to be the only option to get away from him; until he forced his hands below the sides of my thighs, holding the stool in place. He released a soft chuckle as he eyed me from my eyes, down to my lips. "You're beautiful," he said. From his voice, I couldn't tell if he was being serious, or messing around. It sounded sincere, however there was a smirk on his face. The smirk that he always has on his face when he's found an amusing target. Then he averted his attentions back to my eyes. His expressions softened up the moment his eyes landed back on mine. His smirk disappeared. I cleared my throat and broke the eye contact. I looked down at my palms as I rubbed the sweat against my jeans, "What do you want, Landon?" I asked, almost whispering. I felt his hand brushing against my right cheek, as he tilts my chin up to look back at him. His messy brown hair, his light blue eyes and his pink soft lips were just centimeters from mine. I felt his breath lingering on the upper tip of my lip. In a panic, I pressed my palms against his chest and push him off. He stumbled back with a surprised look on his face. "Aubrey." _ _ _ Landon Carthy is an arrogant boy, who knowns to have absolutely no care in the world. Making girls suffer feels great to him. But what happens when a new girl in town becomes one of his victims? Will she allow him to walk upon her like all the other girls do?

"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

Nolan, an unapproachable guy who ignores the existence of all his schoolmates, sleeps in all of his classes. Normally, this wouldn't be Chelsea Arnold's problem-she does her best to pay attention in class and attends gym like a good, normal student. Unfortunately, she just so happens to be his assigned desk partner in many classes. She's frequently forced to wake him in English class and ends up earning the unofficial title of Nolan's Wake-up Alarm-a title that nobody in the entire school covets. The last thing she wants is to interact with him more than she absolutely has to. One day, their gym teacher sends her to bring him back to class, which he always skips for some reason. When she accidentally shines her flashlight in his sleeping face, it triggers a chain of events that gradually intertwines their lives together. It's hard to be a normal student when you start befriending the school oddball. It doesn't help that he has more secrets than the Big Ben has stairs. ----- Complete. (first person, past tense, slowburn) ----- 1st place in Humor Category of Psychological Novel Reads Contest 2020 (29 Sep 2020) ----- Started: April 28, 2020 Completed: July 23, 2021 Word Count: 160K+ ----- The sequel, The Tortoise and His Sunrise, is up on my profile now!

The cosmos is within us. We are made of star-stuff. We are a way for the universe to know itself - Carl Sagan ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Medical roboticist Lyra Brown is the newest addition to the Australian Interplanetary Exploration, Colonisation and Research (AIECR) vessel Andromeda. Inexperienced, enthusiastic and proud, Lyra is only the first of many to trod on the toes of one of Andromeda's astronautical explorers (in training, that is): Xavier Prescott. There is no time for petty, bitter rivalries however when there's a job to be done aboard the Andromeda and the two must come to civil terms lest it burn all bridges between them. The strongest of friendships may be welded from the forges of rivalry but can Lyra and Xavier withstand the heat of difference, if not the ever growing embers of attraction? Let's not even mention tightly sealed personal project Lyra stores under her mattress.