Tokyo is engulfed in a lonely darkness and you're forced into deathly games. You don't know what this place is but you know you have to survive. But will that be possible when Chishiya takes an interest to you..? And just how far will you go to keep him..? I will be sticking to chishiyas characteristics so expect a rollercoaster ❤️Thankyou loves❤️

Lara Willingferd's high school experience may not have been bad, but she was ready to move on to the next chapter of her life with her two best friends. She couldn't wait to spend the summer getting ready for university. That is, until Austin Evans, the golden boy from high school, starts to take an interest in Lara. It seems like all her plans are thrown out the window, as she finds herself wrapped up in the Summer of Austin. ✎ ONGOING : Temporary Hiatus, will be back soon This story can ALSO be found on my Inkitt profile

She was drawn the beautiful things in life and unfortunately so was he, that is probably why he felt so drawn to her. She is gentle caring and afraid of the dangers in life. He is cold harmful and bound to break her apart.

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 is a straight A student who seems perfect to others. She always looks put to together, shes rich, she doesn't get into trouble. But how will that go when Arian Windsor joins her class? 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐏𝐎𝐕

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction and #5 in Romance || Melody Carson has been in the same class as Tyson McCannon since primary school. She's watched him play with girls, set the school on fire, skip classes, prank teachers, smoke behind the school, break the law, get into fights with other guys for fun and even watched him get suspended for three weeks. He always ruins everything and never does what he is told. Melody has hated him since the day he set foot in her school and luckily he has never noticed her. That is, until now. Tyson has set his eyes on Melody and won't stop until he gets what he wants. And he wants her. *-*-* Note: It is cliché at first but it gets better. [COMPLETED] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan