Welcome to the sequel of The Diary of a Bisexual Slut! If you haven't read that yet, go check it out otherwise you're going to be completely lost throughout this story. +++++++++++++++++++++++ Crystal is lost without her best friends and loving boyfriend. Izzy has taken almost everything from her and she is determined to get it back. She decides to confront her crazed ex-girlfriend before she targets anyone else in her life. Backed by her family and Sparrow, she goes in to the lion's den to get back what Izzy stole. But does everything run smoothly? Probably not because then this story would only be a couple chapters long. After the confrontation, the police go looking for Crystal who's seemed to disappear. When her brother finally finds her, it takes a bloody battle to get her back, one that takes the life of one of our characters. When Crystal is free once again, she lives under the torment of Izzy for what seems like months. What will it take to finally end all of this? What lengths will Crystal go to to save those she loves? What will Izzy do to claim what she thinks is hers? Will Izzy's rampage finally come to an end? There's only one way to know..

Everything seems perfect when Ebony meets Chresanto - but is falling in love around secrets even possible? ***** True love can be scary when you're still hurt and disappointed by past relationships. So when Ebony and Chresanto first meet, they both feel like what they have is too good to be true. But between vindictive exes and dangerous relatives threatening to pull them apart, they still can't escape the sinful feelings growing between them. Will they be able to trust each other and learn to love again - or will they give up in the face of their dark pasts, before things even get real? « One plus one is equal to two But me and you, we are equals to one. » - Me & U by Bracket Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of sexual activity and violence, and mentions suicide, sexual assault and sexual abuse, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 300,000-350,000 words]]

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!

Playing with fire is bad for those who burn themselves. For the rest of us, it is a very great pleasure. - Anonymous

This is a Henry Danger fan fiction. It's also on my fan fiction account. What if, in the episode: 'Let's make a Steal!' Henry hadn't shaken off the mind control effect as easily. What would Charlotte be forced to risk to save him? Will their friendship ever be the same? Find out!

2015©| I never really got to know "Joey". But I got to know Jo-Vaughn very well. I got to know the prodies too but my heart was completely set on Jo-Vaughn. You could say I was head over heels but always hid it while around him and the prodies. I always kept my hopes up because I was only 3 years younger than him. I listened to their cyphers without them knowing because one of them would shoo me away and the whole group would go along with it to shut him up. They were talented...very talented. In 10th grade I was alone so I began to drown myself in clothes. Although Joey graduated he was still up there everyday as if he was held back but we didn't talk much....not at all really. I became closed up and boxed in focusing strictly on fashion and school. The people that knew me were ghost that I looked right through. They acted as if I was a alien and they were the last humans on earth. I soon got use to it and cut them off just as they did me. My hopes that maybe me and Joey would be a thing was gone.