"Grayson, what are you doing?" I asked, slowly, walking into his house. He was sitting on a bar stool in the kitchen, facing the view of the city lights. Grayson was surrounded by open bottles of beers and alcohol. When he turned around, I did what most people wouldn't do, I looked directly into his eyes. His eyes were like a book, telling a story to ones who dared to look at them. Hurt, confusion, and sadness written all over his drooping, bloodshot eyes. He didn't answer me, making me step closer to him, "You okay?" I asked. "Yeah," he whispered with the rare smile I've seen only a few times through the time I've known him. Though this one is different. It was depressing. "No, you're not." He sighed. He didn't say anything back, but we both knew what he was going to say. He knew what he was feeling right now, even though he wasn't sober. He knew. "I wanna fix you." I whispered, shocking myself. His smile vanished, almost immediately. He looked away from me, his eyes back to the city lights, "Me too."He whispered. *•*•*•* Stereotypes shape today's society, especially with Grayson Watts. He's the schools bad boy, making girls go all over him, but I, Bailey Winters, or so I thought. I'm the girl that's usually too busy reading and doing homework than to go out and stalk guys. Somehow, Grayson and I cross paths and something about me made us become close enough to be called, 'friends.' With our new found friendship, I learned that bad boys, too, could be broken. Highest Rank- #27 in Teen Fiction 8/6/17 Made in 2015

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*

Runaway Amaya Sommers faces the consequences of faking a relationship with her notorious crush, Carter Bell, in exchange for a place to stay. *** When Amaya runs away to escape her abusive step-father, she finds herself on the path of her school's notorious bad boy, Carter Bell. Desperate for a place to stay, she accepts Carter's offer to be his fake girlfriend in exchange for sharing his room with her. However, the lie comes at a cost when feelings start to develop in unexpected ways. Carter is everything Amaya has been taught to stay away from but more than that, he is impossible to resist. The more she tries to warn him about the dangers of being close to her, the desperate he becomes for her love. The stakes are high but Carter always get what he wants, and he wants her. BOOK 1 of THE WALLS DUET [PREVIEW ONLY. NOW AVAILABLE EXCLUSIVELY ON RADISH FICTION]

*EDITORS' CHOICE 2021*After falling for her senior year teacher, Louise learns a harsh lesson on what adulthood isn't. Louise has some trauma to unpack. Heartbreak's a bitch, and her first relationship had been anything but normal. Thinking herself mature for her age, her affair with Mr. Cain started swooningly well. Except things ended quite abruptly. It's a lot for a seventeen year old to handle. But who's really at fault for what happened? Who even is Mr. Cain, and what is he hiding? From the wreckage of her naivety and self-esteem, can Louise save her friendships and rebuild herself? Our love songs aren't telling the whole truth. How can this be? In this tale of vulnerability, adolescence and painful reckoning, the arrogance of youth demands a price. * "'You're what, Louise?' he asked. 'You're sorry? What am I supposed to do here? How can I turn this around? How can I tell you that everything you want and feel is reciprocated, when I have to go back to work and pretend none of it happened?' 'I don't know the answer!' I cried. 'Neither of us do.' I threw my hands up in defeat. He caught them before they could fall. 'But how do I go back to living without your words?' His voice became a whisper. He squeezed my fingers tightly, closing his eyes and bringing them to his chest. 'I need how you make me feel, Luiza. I need it to feel alive. I won't stay away. No one's made me feel this good before. And I can't stand myself for wanting what I want. What do I do?' I was a violin bow on the verge of splintering. Every inch of me pulsed with an ache that began from the marrow of my bones. Fate had brought us here. At this crossroads of ours, there were a hundred different choices to make. A thousand different lifetimes to choose from, stemming from and decided entirely by my next choice. And in the end, I chose incorrectly. I held his face between my hands, feeling the echoing pulse of his skin. I brought his face to mine. I kissed him."

"I can't remember what happened that night. I'm not talking slippery details or fuzzy-edged visions; I mean a complete and utter blackout. Like I wasn't even there. Except... I know I was." Since the death of her boyfriend six months ago, Morgan Cain's life is spiralling out of control. She didn't mean to stay away from college all this time. She didn't mean to ghost her best friend, who was only trying to look out for her. But most of all, she didn't mean to keep it to herself that she was with Josh the night he died-and doesn't have a single memory of what happened. It's hard enough returning to campus, but things get even worse when a shocking exposé in the student magazine reveals a sinister truth about Davidson University's golden boy. Amidst twisted allegations of abuse and sexual assault, Morgan is set to discover that the more she remembers about Josh... the more she may want to forget.

One month ago, Lily Parker was hurt in the worst way possible: through an April Fool's Day prank. She hasn't been the same since. Three years ago, Christopher Holloway developed a crush on this girl. He's watched her go through the heartbreak of loving and losing Ben Marshall. He wants to prove to her that not all love is like that. He wants to prove that he can be different. But what if Lily's ice-cold heart isn't willing to warm up to him? ||Sequel to April Fools||

"I can sense the smile." "I can feel the smile." "I can telepathically see the smile." "Shut up. I'm not smiling." "Then you're grinning?" "At the thought of your face flushing down my toilet." --- When two sixteen-year-olds, worlds apart as a result of their own personal dysfunctions, meet and fall in love via text messages. [Highest Rank #155 in Short Story]

Sam is a girl her full name is Samantha but she likes to be called Sam her best friend is Carmen. Carmen's stepbrother is wanting to room somewhere so Carmen decides to ask Sam if she would let her stepbrother stay with her for a while. Carmen's stepbrother is blake his friends are john bob Larry and jake. Blake is a bad boy at school that Sam goes too they are the same age and when he finds out that she's gonna be his roommate he gets all excited. What Sam doesn't know that Carmen's stepbrother is blake

"James, what are you doing here?" "I need to talk to you," I demanded. She wiped her forehead,"What about?" I moved closer to her, took her hand in mine, and intwined our fingers. My hand fit perfectly into hers, her long and thin fingers, completed the space left in mine. "Us," was all I said as I searched her face for her reaction. She sighed,"James, we had this talk before." "That was before, this is now," I pointed out. She shook her head and pulled her hand out of my grasp,"James, we can't." **** Stella Johnson has dreamed of going to Juilliard to live out her dream of being a contemporary dancer. Atlas her dream does come true, Juilliard wants her. She quickly moves away from Connecticut to New York City, leaving behind her parents. As Stella begins to start dance class she is in for a rude awakening when someone from her past comes into her life: James Maxwell He is a player from her highschool and in fact, still is one. Once James meets Stella he can't get enough of her and her witty comebacks. He wants one thing and one thing only which is her. Little does Stella know she'll be dancing with the player. | book #1 of trilogy

The same person who broke your heart is supposed to be the only one who can heal it, right?