❝𝐑𝐚𝐞..❞ ❝𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫...𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥..❞ ☀︎︎ ☀︎︎ ☀︎︎ She's the brightest girl you could possibly ever encounter, eyes shining as bright as the sun when you're in 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄. He's the boy from the high school dramas, the epitome of a bad boy with a closed-off personality screams from him when you're in 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄. Two broken pieces make a full. When a broken soul meets an angel..but are opposites supposed to attract? Was Reed re-encountering Rae a coincidence? or just his best friend's sister after all? A racer in and out, but an angel at heart. Will they save each other, again? Or Break themselves in the process? ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙨: mature- strong language, (18+) content. 𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: #1 - StreetRacing. #1 - Tracks. #3 - Encounter.

Briar Addison is a beautiful and intelligent young girl. She's always been told to act a certain way, as her parents are very rich and well known along the streets of London. Some call her spoilt, some say she has 'only child syndrome'. Some, even go as far as saying that she's insane. Briar has lived a comfortable and relaxed life, never living life on the edge; but always seems to be caught in the midst of trouble one way or another. Enter Everett Kaine, the university's well known 'psychopath'. He's - of course - a stereotypical bad boy, never doing what he's told, drinking and partying until the early hours of the morning, and living life on the edge. Everyone sees him as a psychopath. Everyone sees her as a spoilt little rich girl. But that's how society perceive them to be as individuals. How will they see them as a couple? Some may argue that Everett Kaine corrupted poor Briar Addison. Others claim that he set her free from life behind metaphorical bars. But, these sources are unknown. Who knows who's telling the real truth? Join the chaotic story of Briar and Everett, and make your own assumptions of who's telling the real truth. Disclaimer: this is a short story, so please don't be surprised at the fast (ish) pace of the storyline. : same universe as Social Casualty, but you don't need to read that first.

❝Are you done acting like you care?❞ Tristan's jaw clenches so hard that for a second I'm actually afraid his teeth will disintegrate. ❝I'll ask one more time. Where. Were. You. Last. Night.❞ I lift my chin, wishing the raw command in his voice didn't have me damn near shaking. ❝You really wanna know? Fine, then. I was at Isaac's with his face between my legs getting me to moan his name for hours.❞ And he snaps. My hips are grabbed roughly by big warm hands- hands that teased and touched and caressed every inch of my body just a few days ago- and I'm being shoved up against the closed door of my bedroom. Tristan's blue eyes practically gleam with rage and a muscle in his jaw twitches furiously as he glowers down at me. Yeah, this was not good. This was not good at all. How dare he pin me against a door like a caveman and interrogate me about my whereabouts in my own home? At least... that's what I told myself as I felt my breaths turn shallow and my thighs slowly clench together. {𝓮𝔁𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝔂𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓼𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮} 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 #2 in vulnerable #6 in conflict #12 in jealousy #17 in steamy #19 in chicklit #29 in collegeromance #60 in eroticromance #69 in newyork ⚠ mature language & sexual scenes ⚠

August & Colin | WRU series | book 1 We take risks. We make mistakes. We lie. We love. We hurt. We lose total control. I took a risk. I paid the price. I made a mistake. I felt the guilt. I lied. I lie. I loved. I try not to. I hurt. I still do. I lost control. I'm losing again. I try to stick to my plan, I try to follow my rules, I try to silence my heart, I try to keep control of the domino stones that represent my life. But one domino fell and the rest just followed. *** "We shouldn't do this," he whispers against my lips. I should applaud him for having the strength to act on that thought because I haven't been able to. At one point I wanted to, but his touches made the impulse to stop vanish. Now, the only thing I want to act on is the longing inside my chest as I think about demolishing the space between us. "Do you want to stop?" I can feel his frown against my forehead. He nudges my nose before placing a featherlight kiss on my mouth. His hands slide over my jawline, his thumbs slowly caressing my cheeks. He gives me another kiss. Slow and deliberately, as if he's still debating the answer to my question as he slicks his tongue over mine. He softly sucks on my bottom lip, dragging it with him when he pulls away. "I can't," he confesses before he presses his lips back on mine. *** All Rights Reserved (Do not copy this story, thank you :))

*entry for ONC 2021* prompt thirty-three: when a loved one dies, the person is lost. until, they find a jar of fortune notes which leads them to read each one every day. how does the journey start and end? ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ Milana Fallaci doesn't believe in love. After the death of her mother and the heartbreak left by her ex-boyfriend, she has struggled to get herself back up on her feet. Connections of the emotion, love, is something she doesn't want to relearn and she wants to ignore the whole meaning of it as much as possible. But when a jar of love letters mysteriously appears in her locker, and a lover from the past waltzes back into her life, her view on the emotion shifts. Not only is she experiencing a sense of hope, but she's also hell-bent on figuring out who lies behind the poems and scribbled writing. Letter after letter, secrets are revealed, truths are spilled and lies are spread. Emotions resurface, bonds are formed, memories are created and the past is forgiven. But what happens when Milana catches feelings? Will she chase after them and give up on the anonymous love-note writer? Or will she choose an anonymous identity over a face she can visibly see? 'Violets are Blue' is a thrilling romance novella that follows Milana Fallaci, a heartbroken teen, on a journey that requires her to open up the wounds she had hid for years, let go of her past and allow herself to follow her heart. © myrawritess 2021. all rights reserved.

"I think you should stop being so mean to me, Zahed." "Why would I ever do that?" Aryan grins, a bright, wicked thing. "Because I kiss you like this." • Mira Zahed and Aryan Shankar are at war. When her best friend and his cousin decide to fall in love, Mira and Aryan do the complete opposite. Neither of them can get rid of the other, bound together by their doe-eyed lovebird best friends for all eternity, so it appears. However, sooner or later, Mira and Aryan's rivalry extends past the biting brunches and hot glares across the UCLA campus, to a series of kisses that burn like hellfire and three whispered words that glow brighter than the hot hatred they'd risen from. But even when Aryan kisses her like no one else, Mira still just might kill him one of these days. After all, they were at war. © archeronta 2020

Mia Thompson. She's a freshman at Duke University. Since her father's life makes her sorta famous... so she's had fake friends, media attention, but all she wants is some real friends and a good first year at college. Majoring in physical therapy has always been her dream and part of her passion, but can she do it? Will she survive the first year of vigorous work, or will she fail all her classes in the first semester? Will she fall in love with someone new, or end up brokenhearted from the boy that she thought was her forever? Nate Jackson. He's a sophomore at Duke University, and the Point Guard of the Blue Devils Basketball Team. Things may be changing in his life, but will his reputation and career get in the way of falling in love with the only girl he's ever had feelings for? Will he end up loving her? ***PSA: The pictures in this book aren't mine!!*** TW: this book contains sensitive themes

Carter Rome Stone is the golden boy of Louisiana State University, as well as the captain of the college football team. He has only one goal: to secure his name in the NFL draft. He has everything one could wish for, both on and off the field: sharp 4.0 GPA, a future held in the football league, the moneys and the girls. He has trouble committing himself to one girl, no strings attached, no relationships that could get in the way to get drafted after graduation. Fiercely independent, feisty and curious, Laura Elen Vittorini is an Italian girl who has earned the scholarship to study and complete her final university year in the US. She busted her ass off to get where she is at, to make herself and her family proud. Trying to stay afloat in between studying and her new life with her roommates, her days seem to be already pretty busy. But what happens when life kicks in and adds more fun and rumor to it? Even if it means to prove the complete opposite, Elle is committed to stay under the radar, which also means not messing with the heartthrob quarterback. Needless to say, things are complicated and timing seems to mess with the two and continues to pull them together, closer and closer. When the notorious golden boy of the college meets two foreign blue eyes, there will be sparks or flames? And when the lines are crossed and the rules are broken, will she be able to keep the college womanizer in his place without stepping on it? When you give your heart away will it return in pieces or full? Because everyone deserves to be with someone who shouts their love for you. This is a dual point of view story.

Alaya Tara Nahar's stalking abilities are close to zero to none, so for her to mess up a potential relationship with just a like wasn't unheard of. Or that's what she thought. ❪ both images and written bits will be included ❫ Copyright © tazwrites 2021. All rights reserved.

"you simply existing is enough for me to know that i was made specifically for you."