In which I fall in love with my brother's best friend. ***** "Don't pretend like you don't feel anything." His voice is low, sending shivers down my spine. "What do you mean?" "You know damn well what I mean." "I don't know what you're talking about." I pretend to ignore him, flipping some pages in my book. "Come on. I have all these assignments waiting. Aren't you supposed to teach me tonight?" "It depends on what you want me to teach." He smirks, his voice sounding even more dangerous. ***** I thought that my brother was the most popular guy in school, but as soon as I step into my university life, I realize how wrong I was. Meet Vaughn Cooper, his best friend. The guy is the epitome of every girl's dream. Godlike handsome. The quarterback. He's got the looks, and he's got the brain. Come on, he's got the scholarship to one of the most prestigious universities in the country, while I have just barely passed the entrance examination after long years of struggle during high school. How could a guy who worked that hard and deserves nothing more but adoration be labeled as a bad boy? Yeah, the answer is simple. The moment we lock eyes, I realize something as I stare into those piercing, amber eyes. He's not every girl's dream. He's every girl's nightmare. In my case, MY nightmare. Calm down, heart. Our story hasn't even started. ***** THE SPENCERS SERIES BOOK #1 © 2020 Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved. (Content warning: This book has descriptive sexual content, explicit language, and triggering themes)

When things are beautiful, When everything is going on perfect and happiness is the only form of emotion within us, Something has to ruin it right? You may have heard that love is true, love is pure. But aren't those are for the ones who were successful in finding someone true? What if someone didn't find pure and true love? Does that mean love is pain? Or what if the person you found is good and so precious but leaves you in the end, What does that make you then? Success. Isn't it the only word for successful people... What if things turned out as a failure? And how many stepping stones does that failure make? Maybe infinite that you are so tired of it and can't climb till the end. These questions are what we ask ourselves. But the answers? This is a search for those answers. "Here, it is not like a regular game where you get three lives. It's a One-shot, you live if you survive, and you survive to protect. Protect the people whom you hold dear to your heart." "Only if she hasn't left." What if things were different? "Have I made the wrong choice?" But what if there is no other choice. "What the hell is this place?" What if this turned out as a hell? Would life be easier from now on? Or... Not? Let the journey for the unanswered questions begin... A BTS FANTASY AU Highest rankings #3 in btssad #5 in btsfantasy #22 in spring #55 in fantasyfiction AWARDS : #1 in The Spring Day awards #2 in Telepathy awards #2 in Bluepuff awards

One thing, just one little thing Julie had to do to have a... Let's say decent... First day at her new school... Don't. Draw. Attention. First impressions mean everything. Just one little screw up and she knew that she would have to wish her junior year goodbye. So she decided to stick to this one grand rule that would ultimately determine her social life, reputation, and mentality. Survive through highschool. How hard can it be right? ... WRONG!!!! She was reading in her room when she just decided to take one... Little... HARMLESS glance outside of her new bedroom window. But all of a sudden... BAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There stood a half naked, greek god bad boy right before her very own eyes!! So you may ask, what do you do in a situation like this? SIMPLE. You squat down in the middle of your bedroom floor... Because that's obviously not embarrassing... And start doing ninja rolls from one side of the room to the window curtains going COMPLETELY UNNOTICED. Well... That is until you bang your head against the wall after doing a total of SIX slightly slanted ninja rolls right in front of your friendly... Still without clothes... Abs are present... Somewhat very sexy... Abs are still present... Okay really good looking... ABS I REPEAT ABS ON SHOW... Hot, sexy, and did I mention ab-delicious Neighbor Or to be more specific... Ashton Rider. Say goodbye to an unnoticed school year, and hello to the bad boy's world. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Book one in the T.B.B.B. (The Bad Boy Boxer) Series WARNING: Lots of typing mistakes!!! Read at your own risk!! Editing will be taken place when I find motivation!!! (Heh... about that....)

Now available as Audiobook on Audible India. Spring. It's the season to love, share, and find happiness. But for Tyler? Not really. To her, it's just another long boring holiday season going back home. Spending her spring break lazing around the home, doing homework, getting up to date with all her favorite TV shows, and baking endless amounts of cakes. What she didn't expect is for her mother to rent out their house for the break. And to none other than her school's swimming team. Suddenly Tyler finds herself surrounded by four, hot and gorgeous, forever half-naked guys and she can't help but think that this year her spring break would suck. Or not. And with her mother in full-on match-making mode, something is bound to happen. [Highest Rank: #1 in Humor] [Wordcount: 150,000-200,000 words]

"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction

Stern yet gently, Your eyes are ornamental, It's as if amber stones are hidden inside, Just sitting here by your side, Your face pale yet shining and your jawline inclining ... Alright, I know it obviously sounds ridiculous, but I couldn't help myself. The sound of the traffic and zooming cars vibrated faintly against the window, slowly I felt my eyes grow tired and tired -- until I dozed off. "Mia, Mia, Mia", a deep voice called out to me. I felt someone shake me by the shoulder gently. "Mmm, yeah?", I asked rubbing my eyes. "We reached the hotel", the voice said. "Two minutes", I said and closed my eyes again. I was out of my senses, I didn't realize it was Austin I was talking to, I didn't know I was in the car with him and I thought I was home, snug in my bed. "Hey don't play that game with me", the voice said with a laugh. I didn't reply and continued to close my eyes, concentrating on the swishing sound of the wiper. All of a sudden, I felt a cold finger outline the side of my face and push my hair back. I closed my eyes more tightly now, making it more obvious that I was pretending to be asleep. I could hear my breath get heavier with each second. He placed his extremely ice-cold hands on my neck, sending a chill up my spine. I opened my eyes to see his looking back at mine. He didn't dare to move his eyes away and his hand was still placed on my neck. Suddenly, memories that I didn't want to relive entered my head. The reminiscent smell of lemon-scented Bleach from the hospital floor filled the air, the sound of stretchers screeching across the hallway, and the familiar chime of machines in the surgery room echoed through my head. I knew exactly where this was going. The image of my brother lying on the hospital bed, unable to breathe flashed right before my eyes ... [You know what to do next, go read my story to find the rest :)]

Louis Tomlinson has tried so hard to not be who he really is. He has worked for years to not be a person that people don't accept. The walls he built are slowly torn down by a tall boy with green eyes. Add Louis, Harry Styles, a pride parade, and a kiss together, and there's a story full of love and someone learning that it's okay to love boys because love is love, right? (Louis is a painter who hides his sexuality. Harry is a wedding photographer who embraces his gay pride. Liam and Zayn most certainly have a thing going on, and Niall is content just trying to open a restaurant.) Cover by @stiles24stilinskiXD

"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong." {Under going editing. It's being rewritten from the beginning, grammatical errors are being fixed. Should be completely edited and polished by December}