"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!

So yeah, I've decided to copy Arintez and write some letters to people! Because twenty five is one of my favorite numbers there will be twenty five letters. The letters are from me, myself, and I, and it's mostly to express some feelings and have a little fun. The letters might be random, funny, or deadly serious, depending on who, what, when, and why I'm writing to them :) I will try to update this every day or at least every other day, I promise! Read if you feel like, tell me what you think of what's going on in my head ^_^ (NOTE: This is not following a challenge. I write to whom I want to, when I want to. It's open to any and all possiblities!)

WARNING! This story was my first (unedited/draft). Grammer, plot, etc is messy so please beware! thank you :))) - He couldn't get enough of the emerald in her gaze. And the one colour she thought she'd be afraid of was a colour her heart was set to beat towards a million times a day. - 𝙇𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙠. He is the most feared person in their town. Anyone who crossed his way was met with brutality and cruelty within him. He kills without remorse. But when he locks his grey eyes on a pair of green ones, everything he trained to become had vanished, because of her. 𝙇𝙖𝙮𝙡𝙖 𝙑𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙖 𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙨. She is known and loved by many, she was as gentle and sweet as a flower. She is the light in the darkness. But when she sets her green eyes upon his grey ones, she can't help but let her light shine through the darkness of him.

Tutoring one of the hottest typical fuckboy with daddy issues at my school is easy right? Wrong. I won't catch feeling right? Very wrong. The cliché love story between Theo and Athena. Easy read/ fast paste storyline

» I'll play you like a toy; I'll kiss you like you've never been kissed before; I'll make you moan as loud as you can, and you will love it ≪ ◆ ◆ ◆ Impatient. Shy. Quiet. Fragile. Inexperienced. All these words describe only one person, Chantelle Richards. She was raised to be a good girl, to stick by the rules and to never get into trouble with either the law or people. She promise herself and her Dad and brother to always stay good and never get into trouble. She sets herself for her senior year of high school. But unfortunately, doesn't have a good start or year, when she curiously bangs into the towns rebel. Rebellious. Cocky. Trouble. Player. Dangerous. Sarcastic. All these traits add up to one person, Ace Martinez. His glaring eyes, his annoying smirk, his bold tattoos, his rough grips and deep mysterious voice. His actions and his amazing charm with the ladies. All had Chantelle worried and unsure about her safety. He was the devil's son, the son of a huge sinner. He was bad for Elle, everyone in the whole world knew it. Yet there was something there always pulling her in, not letting her go or leave the sinner. But why couldn't Ellie just leave him alone? Why couldn't he stop showing up, unexpectedly? One thing is for sure, once she finds out who he really is.. Love might of blinded her to much for her to leave. ©2017, Mkayyxamyy - Link for trailer is in my bio -

The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.

[You can now purchase 100 Voicemails' paperback on Amazon!] After a car accident, seventeen year old Steve Carlton, goes into a coma. When he does wake up after a few months, he suffers from temporary memory loss. During this time, he starts to go through his messages and voicemails on his cellphone, trying to get a clue of who he used to be. Voicemails sent to him from a girl called Ari might have the answers to his questions. A story told through voicemails.

A story about a girl who writes in her diary as she watches her crush being broken for the one he loves, whilst she falls deeply in love with him. What do you do when the one who means the most to you, got his heart broken and has lost faith in love? ⚠️Warning: This story could contain some sex scenes. ⚠️

[Now free to read!] Scott Wilson isn't used to being corrected, and he definitely didn't expect to get his biggest dose of criticism by his coach's daughter - Elle Monroe. ***** When Scott Wilson is drafted to try out for the Marlies hockey team, it's easily the best day of his life. He's cocky and for good reason. He's spent his entire life being told that he's a hockey prodigy and he knows that he's on the path to his destiny. Then Elle Monroe shows up, and throws off his entire plan. Elle - the daughter of his coach - is loud, rude, confident, and gets a special kick out of knocking Scott down a peg or two. Scott doesn't want to accept the help she's offering, but eventually he does, and it turns into a lot more than he was expecting. Scott isn't used to a lot of things, but there's one especially that he's never prepared for: a beautiful, loud girl stealing his jersey every day before their practices. [Winner of the 2015 Watty's 'cover to cover'] [completed]