****Copyrighted**** 'Tell me you don't feel it.' He whispered against my lips, and the trembling that had ceased at the feel of his lips against mine began again with renewed vigor. 'Tell me it's not what you want, and I'll go. You'll never have to see me again.' Swallowing, I looked up at the eyes that had entranced me from the start. I took in his every feature, slowly and deliberately. I thrilled at the feeling of his arms enfolding me, and I inhaled his familiar scent with a trembling breath. And then, then I did the most foolish thing imaginable: I flung my arms about his neck and kissed him with all that I had, almost losing myself in the safety and security I felt. But more than that, I ran. I took his moment of shock, the slight loosing of his arms about me, and tore myself away from him, shoving out the door and into the rain. I suppose I'll never know why he didn't follow me. It was the thing I feared most. I knew that if he came for me a second time, I wouldn't be able to say 'no'. I wouldn't be able to run. But I had to. I had to go. I couldn't let him be hurt because of me. He would live on now, and I would marry another. I had leased my last bit of passion in that one moment in his arms, and as I made my way through the dark streets, I felt myself become dull and lost like the creatures bound in the menagerie. **Much of this was written when I was younger and then I came back later and finished it. There will likely be mistakes. Lots of them.

Highest ranks on Wattpad: #4 in Humor #4 in Romance #5 in badboy #1 in romcom Book I Meet Oliver Lee, who everyone defines as a narcissistic handsome CEO of Creation Company. He is perfectly defined and have everything that everyone wish for...He is young, rich and successful. Everyone assume he have a wonderful life, but behind the door he is an insecure man who is looking for true love and support, but due to his insecurities he is always suspicious of others. Liana Parker, a struggling cartoonist, who is clumsy, funny and sweet. The total opposite of Oliver Lee, is insecure and scared of her future, tries everything to meet ends and beyond,works odd jobs to reach her dreams. Two souls that are polar opposites but have some similarity between them. What does fate have for them when people of two different world collides. Will it secure them or break them? Find out by Adding this story to your Library or reading list, Vote for this stories to help the Author, Comment your ideas and opinions about this story and Share with others. Read our book II of the beautiful series, "Beautiful Us"This story has copyrights. Please do not copy the story without the Author's permission.

Against my better judgment, I answer, "Look I told you, you have the wrong number," I say a bit too harshly. "I wish I was the girl you were looking for but I'm not." "You do, huh?" His husky voice fills my ear again and I shiver. What the hell is he going on about? "What are you talking about?" I ask confused. "That you wish you were the girl I was looking for," he says amused. I groan remembering exactly what I said and palm my face, "I said that huh?" "Uh huh!" *** Fallon Mathews is a waitress who works entirely too hard and too much. She is pretty, smart, and not shy. Alexander Grant is the owner of one of the hottest clubs around- which just so happens to be the same club that Fallon likes to go to in her free time. Oh did I also mention that he is the son of a well-known CEO? A billionaire? No!? Well, he is. He isn't a player, but he does sleep around a lot. After all, he is single. What happens after he is given the wrong number that just so happens to be, Fallon's? Love, friendship, heartache, drama, and tragedy all in one! **WARNING** There most likely will be lots of errors! This story is for mature readers ONLY! [18+] **This story contains violence, strong sexual content, strong language, and adult themes.** If you do not like these things, please do not attempt to read them. Thank you! Readers discretion IS advised!!! This story belongs to me and is ONLY posted on Wattpad and should not be found anywhere else. Please inform me if you see this story anywhere other than on here and under my profile, thank you!

"Will you stop fucking smiling for a moment?!" "That's what I am short of." ~ Rosaline Willow, twenty years, joyous personality, happy aura, a beautiful smile- Yes, the very one which was known for her breath taking smile. The smile which had her darkest and deepest secrets buried. The smile which was cherished and loved by everyone except for him. He was Caden Matthew, a twenty year old boy who despised her. He hated her smile, he hated her aura, he hated her for who she was and he wanted nothing more than her to disappear from everyone's lives. But what will happen when she would actually start to disappear? ~ #3 in New Adult! #1 in NonCliché #4 in Fiction #3 in TeenRomance ~ CROSSED 1M on 2/2/2022

When Victoria Vantoch abruptly decides to file for a divorce, Misha doesn't know what to do. He is left helpless and can only find peace in midnight drives with his car radio cranked up high, but when his car radio is stolen he is forced to think. He is forced to feel. What happens when after a prank on set Misha winds up at a small milkshake shop and gets advice? Will he be able to carry on with his life as an actor? Or was the divorce enough to send him over the edge. »Based on the One Shot I wrote« -I have absolutely nothing against Vicki, it's just for the purpose of the book-

The early bird gets the worm. Or, in Lizzy's case, a text.

"So tell me, how does one get suspended from cheerleading?" Haley Winchester got stripped off her title as the Captain of the Cheerleaders, before she even became one. On top of that, she has to deal with the wreck of her family, the loss of her seemingly perfect friends and the prowess of skills she used to have. With the suggestion of her teacher, and the mysterious Nicholas Spencer, she landed herself on her school's gossip outlet, the Warburton Gazette. She had, by choice, try to discover what does it mean to be herself. Maybe even loving the flaws of her life. Knowing the spontaneous moments the newfound friendship she has with the boy with his own rules and adventures.

❝My parents warned me about the drugs on the street but never about the one with the electric blue eyes and heartbeat.❞ Nothing could compare to the luxurious lives five teenagers lived in Covington Prep. Scandals, parties, paparazzi were embedded into their daily lives. But when secrets that were supposed to be six feet under get dug up, Grey Rutherford finds out that not everything can be bought using money. [extended synopsis inside] © Birdcrowns 2017 #97 | TF

❀❀❀❀❀❀ "That doesn't even make sense." I shook my head, bored out of my mind. "Does it have to?" He let a grim, fraction of a smile appear, before absurdly dismissing the conversation from the air with the flick of his mitts. Focusing back on the Patriots' game, he moaned in delight whilst crunching down on my hard earned Fritos. "My house, my rules. Go get me some macaroni." For once in a millennium, I didn't have a comeback. The bottom half of my jaw fell, and I stared at the bundle of malice curled up on the couch, just to make sure I was hearing right. He'd surpassed my plan. He found the loophole, the way around being made fun of by the other fitness jocks and most of the student body. 'Til next September, I am his slave. I thought I was a step ahead of him, but turns out, he was two steps in front of me the whole time. And he knew it. ❀❀❀❀❀❀ B E A U T I F U L cover art done by the talented and gorgeous @ElliMau Humor #35 Teen Fiction #52 12|2|13 © Copyright 2013 No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the publisher