" Look Strawberry, you'll be in my bed sooner or later so why don't we just hurry up the process a bit," Cade smirks down at me as the words roll off his tongue without any fear of rejection. His hands moving down my legs, seductively. At the thought of his cockiness a smirk makes its way to me lips. Oh how wrong you are Cade Adams. But just to tease him a little, I press my body up against him and bring my face up to his so that we're about a few centimeters apart. His smirk widens as he thinks he's got me. I laugh internally. " Cade...." I place my hand on his shoulder boasting myself up so I can reach his ear. When my soft lips reach his ear I whisper. " Sorry but you're not my type."

A love that was once stopped by the causation but was never killed by the fate. Find out what happens when a girl who almost had everything, soon came crashing down and that's when she was once called the "Princess"

Angelina Smith is a human. She lives alone.She is very bossy. But one thing will turn her world upside down..... Read to find out. Cover credits: subconscious_bitch! Thank you!

"I love you Alma!" They both said. Say what now? "Crap!" Two guys, one best friend and a crazy Cupid on the run equals a whole lotta high school drama, a few broken bones,and cat puns?Join Alma in this wacky journey! Coming soon 2023

Mira Ocean your average seventeen year old girl that lives with her single mom, four other siblings and her twin Madi. All is peaceful at oceanville until two new students arrive and secrets unravel, hearts get broken and mended. Watch as Mirah finds her way through life's disasters and pain. It's bad story description, I know! I'll fix it later. Instead you should give the book a chance; my writing gets better as you progress through the story. Updates every other Monday and sometimes Friday.

While walking through the corridor at night, with the moon-light reflecting off my glasses, I never realized how numb my mind is. I am utterly broken, and whenever I try to mend, whenever I try to love or feel anything, I am robbed of any luck. "Potter, out for a stroll? What a wonderful surprise." A voice echoed around in the quiet, the voice soothing and filled with a bittersweet charm. "Draco, I can't play any of your games right now," I huffed with a defeated sigh, knowing this might be my last glimpse of help. The tremble in my stomach is too much, like a balloon reaching for the sky; it hurts. "A-are you alright? Pot-Harry, listen to me." Draco announced rather loudly, while briskly walking after me as I tried to escape any sight of affection. He caught up to me right as I turned the corner, passing a painting that snored with a hiccup at the end. With a tug of my wrist, his nails digging into a recent trench that I created in my skin, I stumbled into his chest. "Talk to me, and do not leave." The soft whisper bounced around on Draco's sweet lips, filling the gap in between him and I. His hands held my shoulders while I clutched my hands at my chest, my fingers slightly grazing his chest. "Okay," I whispered. ~~~~~~~~ sweet, frosted lips. harry and draco. hurting and healing. trust. fear. reckless laughs. churning stomachs. flushed cheeks. trembling hands. bitter cold. numb minds. change. silence. serenity. magic formed from love. the world that spins in clumsy hands. this is my book. All credits go to the author of the Harry Potter franchise, J.K. Rowling.

a story about clove and cato's lives after they win the 74th annual hunger games book cover: reesec13

Just typical stupid things I see in PJO fanfics. [Warning: Contains satire. If you can't handle that, then don't read. Literally not PC at all so just... be warned] ||Cover made by @lostamongstars|| Most Accomplished: #46 in Humor © Copyright ~ 2014-2022 ~ Chilea Kashé.

❛❛Styx, we're running out of time. Look, I need you to find my torch. Avenge me and all that crap. But you need to return it to me by the autumn equinox. If not, then the Mist begins to fade, I go all cray-cray and claim war on the gods, and life is pretty much over for all you puny mortals.❜❜ ~°~ Lou Ellen Blackstone is terrible at incantations. Being a child of Hecate, there are two things you must be good at-Controlling the Mist and incantations. Lou Ellen is good with the Mist, but incantations, well... We already covered that before. But in order to be worthy of Hecate and accepted by the rest of her siblings, Lou Ellen must master the art of incantations. When Lou Ellen receives a dream from her mother about her missing torch, Lou Ellen sees this as an opportunity to prove herself worthy to Hecate and her siblings. So she along with Will, Nico, and Cecil venture across the United States on a quest to find Hecate's missing torch before the autumn equinox. But while the four demigods are on this quest, something sinister is trekking behind them, with plans to start complete chaos using Hecate's torch. Full of action and adventure, the demigods now must race against an unknown figure to find Hecate's missing torch before it's too late. ~°~ *NOTE JUNE 12TH, 2022: no I have not forgotten about this book--I will keep writing until this is finished!* (Updates on Sundays) ||Cover by @lostamongstars|| {Featured on @Fanfic's PJO Reading List} 》2016 PJO Wattys Winner《 [Recommend age: 13+] © Copyright ~ ° 2015-Present ° ~ Chilea Kashé.