Hannah Taylors finally gives in to her desperation and does one of the stupidest things a girl can do to grab her unapproachable long-time crush Jonah Gibbs' attention: spill soda on his white shirt and leave a motherfrigging red blotch on it. Accidentally... on purpose.

"Head down, ears open. Don't bother anyone, and no one will bother you. Whatever you do, stay quiet. You've done it for 6 years, you can go a year and a half longer," (WARNING: MILD VIOLENCE WILL OCCUR) Amanda lives in the life of luxury...sort of. Her house is a mansion, and stepfather is a doctor. You would think she's a spoiled brat who always gets what she wants. Not necessarily. Amanda's "room" is in the cellar, and her only two possessions are a thin useless blanket and and a old photo of when she was actually happy. Life changed when she was left to live with her abusive stepdad who blamed Amanda for her mothers suicide. Since this all began, she has become selective mute; not letting anyone into her unbearable world. She's gotten used to living in constant fear and pain, but when she moves to Chicago, her whole life is changed. Conlan bursts into her world with a secret to hide. His family is unusual in many ways, and can do something no human can. One boy. One secret. One miserable teenage girl. Only time will tell what Amanda will go through. Werewolf #26 (best) Werewolf #26 (currently)

"This is Rumaan's child" I heard mama said. I didn't look up at her. I keep my head lowered. because I didn't have the courage to face her. "This is not my child," he said abruptly. I looked at him with wide eyes. I was beyond shocked. What he just said. Did I hear him right? No, he can't say that. How can he? But as he looked away from me, my heart beats stopped. my breath hitched. And that's where he broke me completely "HOW DARE YOU RUMAAM" mama yelled and slapped him. "Mama..." he was shocked that his mother slapped him " don't call me mama.," she yelled and was about to hit him again but I stopped her "no mama," I said and they all turned to me I slowly get up and went in front of them " he's right.. this is not his child" I put my hand on my stomach and said I had tears in my eyes but I did not let them fall in front of him whom I loved with my everything because now I was tired of crying for his love. I was blind. Blind by love but not anymore. Everyone looked at me shocked even Rumaan couldn't believe what I just said ★★★ Hana Rafeeq Mirza a beautiful innocent kind-hearted 20 years old girl Everyone loves cared and respect her but the one she loves since childhood her cousin her love of life, didn't love her neither he respects her. Rumaan Ahmed Mirza a hot handsome and flirt 23 years old boy. He was famous as a playboy in America. He never cared for those things which he gets easily and that's what Hana whom he got so easily. And he just wanted to get rid of her at any cost. He knew that Hana was crazy for him that's why he always took her advantage. Will Rumaan ever realize his mistakes or if he realised it will be too late??? Want to know?? Yes? Then join their journey with me Warning: this is my first story and English is not my mother tongue. so it maybe has a lot of grammar mistakes. So read it at your own risk Started: 26/1/2020 Finished:16/6/2020 #1 in heartbreak #4 in betrayal #3 in spiritual #1 in innocent #1 in spiritual

Just coming home from his time in Afghanistan, Royal Marine Max Waters is surprised to find his partner with another man. Now, forced to uproot himself, Max finds himself in a little town where there seems to be an abundance of wolves in the woods. Not to mention the gorgeous Kyle River - who's name seems more than a little ironic. Credit to @Smxle_Laser for the new cover, thank you so much

The three fundamental laws of Northwood High were clear. A rumour in motion tends to remain so unless asked to shut up. The amount of respect you receive equalled popularity. And the third, and the most supremely infallible one, Wilder Collins was the best kisser ever. After verifying the third law, Nico finds his long-suppressed feelings for his former best friend return. With trying to hide his sexuality from his mom, maintaining his grades and awkwardly third-wheeling between his two best friends, he already has a lot on his plate. A sizzling scandal involving Wilder is definitely not what he needs. So of course, it's best to forget about the kiss. Hence naturally, it's the only thing he can think about.

[LGBTQ+ ROMANCE] At twenty-two years of age, people stop aging. Only when they find their soulmate do they start aging again, allowing them to grow old with the person they love. Finally hitting twenty-two, Alexander Jacobi is excited to find his soulmate and grow old with them, knowing that he is most likely to find them between the ages of thirty and fifty. However, the years pass by and he continues to grow older and older with ever properly aging or finding his soulmate. There has never been someone who didn't have a soulmate, but there was always a first time for everything, and as the years pass, Alexander begins to believe that he might just be that first. Note: This story is from 2017-2018. Read it all you like but I swear my writing has gotten better

"You know what I think?" Harry leaned across the table. "I think you're afraid. You don't take risks like us Gryffindors." He scoffed. "Please, you Gryffindors are all wand-waving and no spell." Harry grinned, settling back into his seat. "Not me. I always follow through." "Prove it." Harry stood up and walked around the table. He leaned over Draco, one hand no his chair and the other on the table. Their faces were a mere inch apart, so close that Draco could see flecks of brown in his emerald eyes. "I don't see any follow-through," Draco taunted. And then Harry kissed him. Harry's hands fell to his shoulders so quickly that Draco teetered on his seat. Draco reached up and grabbed Harry's shirt in an attempt to catch his balance which resulted in the two boys falling to the ground with Harry on top. Harry's cheeks were red with embarrassment as he tried to get up. All he managed to do was knee Draco in the leg. Draco put his hands on Harry's hips. "Stop. Let me." In one fluid motion, Draco flipped them around so he was kneeling above Harry. "And for future reference," Draco smirked, bringing his lips down to brush against his. "I'm always on top."