"I am the textbook definition of in love with you." *** Castor Rex: He's snarky, quiet and mysterious. A secret keeper. He doesn't like his life to be on display. People avoid him, even if they respect him. Jasper Red: He's polite, nice and helpful. A open book. He likes filling his life with other people and their love. People love him, they can't help it. Because of his quiet nature, snarky smirks and sarcastic words Castor has always had a hard time when it came to making friends -and keeping them. Something Jazz doesn't struggle with. With Jazz's protective nature, shyness and many friends he doesn't need someone else to fill a spot in his life -at least, that's what he thought. Then they met. And that empty part in Jazz's heart felt a little bit bigger because he started to realize Cas could fill it. Cas sees him as a grinning, happy dork he has no chance with. Jazz sees him as a adorable, grumpy jock that now, is his. Castor wants to get through the school year as quietly as possible but with how loud Jazz loves, neither of them know if it's possible, and to make matters worse they're roommates for the rest of the year. It's only a matter of time before they come together or fall apart. *** As a private person, someone who doesn't share myself with others, I can say that learning how to interact with others is difficult. It's like baking, almost, you have to mix the right ingredients together, and if you add the wrong ones things can taste hideous even if they look good. It's a lot like our words. But I've mastered how to tell someone just a little about myself but doing it in a way that makes the person in front of me think they know a lot. Jasper, somehow, sees through this every fucking time and it's absolutely infuriating. He's never satisfied with just a little of me, with my hidden truth, and it's the most annoying thing I've ever experienced. *** @STESLARA made the second POV in her book 'Jasper Red's Anomaly'

A bar. An Alpha. A Human Woman. She tries to run, he catches. He loves her, she hates him. Another one of those. Oh and he's rich. ~ Enjoy!

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

[Thornton Boys - Book 2] ___________ Jax. Six months. That's how long it's taken me to move on, get over it, and focus on me. Your looks and our spark won't blind me to your ignorance, your hatred, your corruption. Not anymore. I won't allow it. I'm stronger than I was six months ago, and I'm ready for you. You want to mess with me now, after all this time? You want to play? I'm game. But you better hope you can handle me this time around. I already know you can't. *** Penn. One year. That's how long it's been since I first laid eyes on you, since I first carried you in my arms. You don't remember, but I do. I can still feel your innocence and I can still taste the sweet reminder of how you surrendered it to me all those months later. I remember it all, and it's time to stop suppressing the memories and face them head on. You want to believe I'm hateful? I'm corrupt? I'm a cold blooded killer? You have no idea, Princess. Let the games begin. _________________ Six months after the events of the Radium Room, Penn and Jax suddenly find themselves forced back into each others lives. Their friends are getting married and they both have important roles in the upcoming wedding. But will their history get in the way? Will Penn's past come back to haunt him? Will the spark reignite? Secrets will be uncovered and revelations will be made. Get ready for sparks to fly - get ready for 'Penn' **This is the second book in a series. It is essential to the plot to read Book 1: 'Chord' first**

"Ole hiljaa ja suutele minua, idiootti, ennen kuin muutan mieleni." Suustani vapautui värisevä henkäys. "Ole niin kiltti." ─•~❉᯽❉~•─ 24-vuotias Jenna Nevala elää unelmaansa ja on vihdoin päässyt takaisin jaloilleen brutaalin eron jälkeen. Hänen rauhallinen arkensa kääntyy kuitenkin päälaelleen, kun tuttava menneisyydestä ilmaantuu sekoittamaan hänen päänsä ja ihmissuhteensa. Pystyykö hän vastustamaan kaupungin pahamaineisimman sinkkumiehen viehätysvoimaa? Haluaako hän edes vastustaa sitä? Mitä pahaa muka voisi tapahtua, jos hän antaisi haluilleen periksi ja lankeaisi vielä kerran tuon tatuoidun, sinisilmäisen miehen vietäväksi? 🎖#1 - suomi ─•~❉᯽❉~•─ VAROITUS: Tarina sisältää aikuisille tarkoitettua, sopimatonta sisältöä! Tarinassa on seksiä, bdsm-teemoja, väkivaltaa, päihteidenkäyttöä, asiatonta kielenkäyttöä ja muita aiheita, jotka eivät sovi herkimmille lukijoille. K18!

Viime kesä muutti Luukasta. Iloinen hymy on poissa. Värit on poissa. Luukas on vain enää varjo entisestä. Luukaksen on aika palata Kaislamäelle. Mitä tapahtuu, kun hän törmää vanhaan tuttuun Mickeen? Luukas yrittää löytää itsensä uudelleen ja siinä samalla viime kesää katuva Micke yrittää päästä takaisin Luukaksen lähelle. Se on vain hieman hankalaa, sillä tällä kertaa se on Luukas, joka on rakentanut ympärilleen suojamuurin. Saako Micke rikottua muurin? Ja päästääkö Luukas pojan takaisin lähelleen? Ja ennen kaikkea: Antaako Luukas anteeksi tuolle pojalle, joka vetää häntä aina vain puoleensa kuin joku magneetti? | Micke & Luukas | tw: päihteet, väkivalta, mielenterveysongelmat

Yks meistä pukeutui aina pastellisävyihin. Toinen pelkkään mustaan. Kolmas ei välittänyt mistään. Neljäs halusi välittää, muttei tiennyt mistä aloittaa.

Se veti hupun päähänsä. Hupun alta paljastuneen paidan selkämyksen teksti "Fuck the world", sopi hyvin yksi yhteen pojan aurinkoisen luonteen kanssa. • -Kosketa mua. Sillä tavalla että mä muistan miltä sun kädet tuntuu. Etten mä unohda. • -Ooks sä miettiny, että sulla saattaa olla tupakkariippuvuus? -Mä poltan vaan kun oon vittuuntunu tai kännissä. -Eli 24/7 • "Elias, muista positiivinen asenne" oli äiti vain sanonut. Pienessä tuppukylässä, juuri sellaisessa kuin Sieviharju, sitä tarvittaisiinkin aika roimasti. Varsinkin, kun muiden asenteissa voisi olla parantamisen varaa. Voiko näinkin pienen kylän ympärille kietoutua salaisuuksien verkko? /// Varoitus: teksti sisältää väkivaltaa, päihteitä, kiroilua ja seksiä, joten jos koet aiheet ahdistaviksi tai olet kovin nuori, tämä teksti ei ehkä ole juuri sulle. Henkilöt ja juoni ovat minun pääni tuotoksia, joten ethän kopioi.

[18+] One college. Two people sharing a part of their past. And an undeniable chemistry making it hard for them to escape. Calm, brooding, and deep-minded, Matthew Elliott Harrison is more than the dark colors in a canvas. He usually comes off as an unapproachable asshole with a dark aura that most of the watchful eyes qualify as unfathomable. Looks however could be deceiving and Matthew is nothing like that. He's more of a lone wolf with darker secrets to carry and perhaps- a pair of gunmetal blue eyes spellbinding his whole being. If she could live for one thing, it would be colors. Serena Zoelle Altherr is the definition of a wild artist with a penchant for daydreaming. She uses her brush to paint whatever is blank and empty, including hearts. She knows she has big wings, she's only afraid to fly- to her, falling hurts more than anything else... Until he came along and his arms felt safer than anything else. With Matthew waiting at the edge of the cliff for her, will she hand her soul to him and fly? Or will she give in to the allure of the shadows calling out to her, knowing she didn't stand a chance? There's only one thing she doesn't know of- if she flies, he will finally breathe again.