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Complicity [h.s] by happydays1d
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SEQUEL TO DUPLICITY. Complicity- to be involved with others in illegal activity or wrongdoing. After sacrificing herself for Harry's freedom, Aven Brooks is no longer the innocent photographer with big dreams and a bigger heart. Now under the notorious control of Malikai, she becomes brainwashed into being the perfect asset for his organized crime. Harry, a fugitive, spends his days trying to find his angel and reap her out the path he once walked. When that stroke of luck comes his way, he smacks into the harsh reality to what she's actually become. Needless to say, she's no longer an angel. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @HAPPYDAYS1D ALLOWING NO TRANSLATIONS. CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, DRUG USE, VIOLENCE, AND MENTAL HEALTH. READ AT OWN RISK!
Bad Boy Roommate  ✔︎✔︎ by grraciie_
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after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious. and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male dormitory, landing her in a room with the school's notorious heartbreaker, chase everett. [not edited...like at all]
Shadows of Blood and Deceit (book two) by lilainahinz
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Book two 🖤 Avaryn Alastor thought she was a normal teen. Thought. But ever since she moved to Crestwood Academy her life had turned upside down. She had been thrust into a world of magic and deception. A world split between two species. Devara and Greer. The Devaras are beings of light and goodness. The Greer are beings of shadows and evil. And Avaryn just so happens to be both. And with being both she must pick a side. But how can she choose between her friends and a potential love? How can she choose between good and evil?
Shadows of Ash and Gold by lilainahinz
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Avaryn Alastors life couldn't possibly get any worse. That's what she told herself the second her feet crossed the threshold of Crestwood Academy. But boy, was she wrong. She'd never wanted to attend the most prestigious stuck-up school only made for the rich and the smart. She'd never even wanted to apply. But tragedy struck her family and it had always been her moms dream. The first day she's there she makes a fool out of herself in front of the most popular group in all of Crestwood. And to make matters worse one of them is her roommate! They call themselves the Devara. (Stupid, she knows). And yet she can't help but feel drawn to them. Drawn to everything about them. So Avaryn does what she does best, she investigates. Only what she finds is a whole other dangerous world. A world of secrets and pain and even magic. The Devara is supernatural. They come from a whole other world. Not only that but they are heirs to this world. They are royalty. And with royalty comes enemies ... And now these enemies want Avaryn. And the only way she'll survive is sticking with the Devara. That is ... If she doesn't kill them first. Mystery, romance, death, lies. A plot twist you won't see coming. Shadows of Ash and Gold.
Duplicity [h.s] by happydays1d
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"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!
Mirror of Embers (Book 1) by Monkeygirl311
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Ember Ryvergrave is tired and alone. Her mother is dead, her twin sister doesn't need her, and her best friend is in love with another. She feels as though she has no purpose anymore. She's a trained assassin. A killer. Surely she shouldn't be feeling so dejected from the people around her, yet those feelings linger deep inside her stomach. Along with the secret magic that resides in Ember's bones. The magic that would cost her her life if anyone knew about it. She's prepared to live a life of solitude and coldness until a strange boy with mint eyes and golden hair sees her and her magic. Ember's world flips upside down. He comes with news. Ember's fellow assassin has been taken. She has been tasked with retrieving the assassin and bringing them home. However, Ember has to cross through her country and go into the capital. Where the King resides. The man who wishes her dead. Though, she doesn't journey alone. The mint-eyed boy insists on coming. Now she must watch out for him . . . and herself. Trouble stirs and old demons come back to haunt Ember. Especially two men who are on the hunt for her. Ember's past is coming back to life and it's worse than anything she has ever imagined. Will she be able to save her fellow assassin? Or will she perish before she even reaches the capital? TWs: sexual assault, mentions of sexual assault, violence, gore, obscene language, depression, suicidal thoughts. Please take note of these before reading! 214K words *COVER ART IS NOT MINE* Len Yan is the artist of the cover, I got it off of pinterest!
Lilah by AshlynPope
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She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)
Playing the Playboys by ysabelunicorn
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Katherine Solace has been hurt, toyed with, lied to, and completely heartbroken by her first love. And what does she do about it, instead of crying out her feelings like normal girls? She makes a deal with her brother that she'd make the four of the biggest playboys in her school fall in love with her and suffer like she did, of course. There's only one rule: She can't fall in love. *~* Highest Ranks: #4 on romance (12.27.19) #1 on players *~* Copyright 2019 ~ All Rights Reserved ~ ysabelunicorn June 7, 2017 - August 19, 2019
The Boy Who Rarely Smiled by ysabelunicorn
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He scowled, she smiled. He's rude, she's polite. He's rich, she's not. He's a loner, she's friendly. He's the storm, she's the sunshine. Meet Mason and Vanessa, the complete opposites of each other except for one thing: they're both hiding something. Could two completely different people coming from two completely different worlds bind well together? They say opposites attract but it was always different with these two. Why, you may ask? Because they're Mason and Vanessa. WARNING: involves cutting, abuse and explicit words Copyright 2016 ~ All Rights Reserved ~ ysabelunicorn March 4, 2016 - July 20, 2016
- No Effect -  by Watt3v3r
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He roughly pushed me against the wall and looked me straight in my eyes as I winced at the pain that shot through my back. This guy has a bad habit of pushing me against the wall. "Do you have any idea who I am, Sweetheart?" He said slowly, in a dark husky voice. "No, and I don't give two shits about it either." I snapped, not breaking eye contact. He smirked. "You're very..." He paused, thinking of a word, with the same smirk on his lips. "I'm what?" I dared, expecting him to come up with an insult or some type of comeback so I can wipe that smirk right off his face. "...Unique." He paused again, inching his face closer. But I stopped him before he could continue. "Save it, and let that thought rot in the back of your head because I never want to hear it, or anything else out of your mouth again." I deadpanned, crossing my arms. Now it was my turn to smirk. I inched my face closer to his so that we were only centimeters apart. "I'm nothing like these other girls and I will not take any bullshit from you or anybody else." I pointed my finger straight at his chest. "You want to know why?" I whispered seductively as I trailed my finger up his chest and tugged his collar, standing on my tip toes so that I could reach his ear. "Because you simply have no effect on me." -------------------------- Amelia Johnson isn't that usual type of cliché high school girl. She stays to herself, does things a parent wouldn't be proud of, and doesn't have many friends, but only because she chooses not to. With her father in and out of jail, she is able to do what she wants, and that's exactly what she does. But this time, her father is going to prison and he wont be back for a while. She is immediately forced to live with her gradma up state. She doesn't want to do nothing but finish the rest of the school year and have a good summer, but a certain someone makes that very difficult for her.