Ranked #2 on short poems ❝ Short poems chosen from the colorful canvas of my mind, and the deepest bottom of my heart.❞ • All rights reserved. Copyright © 2019 | →

❝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 ⚠

Book cover by: Me Picture: Pinterest ♛❀♛ I clench my eyes shut trying not to focus on him-thrusting his hips forward, up and down, making sure to know he really is affected.- I shake my head desperately trying to get those thoughts out my head. "Do you feel that?" I gulp trying to find my words. I nod instead since at this moment they are nowhere to be found. I guess he didn't like that since he dug his nails into my waist putting more strength and focus into dragging his hips up and down. "Answer with words, baby. I want your words." My resistance is thinning out every time he speaks in that low, husky voice. I must have forgotten to answer him because the next thing I know I'm being pulled into the next bathroom stall (which I think is the handicap one) and pushed against a wall. "Fuck." I moan out. "Watch your fucking mouth." And I did. I snapped my mouth shut cause the way he's touching me makes me want to never let him go. ♛♛♛ Elijah Moretti. Ruthless, unable to love, Italian Boss. Strays away from his family ever since his ex. And his past. Spends his day in his office and goes home. His everyday routine and it doesn't seem boring until the gorgeous woman in white. But has he seen her before? Will she have the power to make him forget his past? Or will she make everything worse? ❀♛❀ 🥇- zariah 🥇- crazyex #17- amor #69 - spanish #9 - darkpast

"You don't get to decide that, okay...You don't get to change him, you don't get to make him a Villain because you find it amusing." "But he is mine is he not? He is mine to love and corrupt." He said with a sinister glint in his eye that I never expected to notice from him. * Lucien has never been one to complain. He takes life as he gets it and always gets the best out of it. Of course, he usually manages this with his crowd of friends and adrenaline-fueled decisions. After all, it isn't his fault that his charm seems to always draw people in. But with all that charm there is one thing Lucien can not find, his soul mate. And that is just where all his problems start. His parents can not crown him King of the quadrant if he doesn't have a soulmate and that means he can not be High King of the whole kingdom. But Lucien has a secret. One that he would gladly take to the grave. Love, drama, magic, treason... Mutiny. Diverse multiple LGBTQ+ leads and a not so quiet hero trying to juggle the life he wants and the life he has accidentally created. This story is just that cup of "too much" you have been waiting for. Cover by @santlyasian Featured on @StoriesUndiscovered #1 in Morden Fantasy

Christian and Abby are perfect for each other. They know this and continue to wonder how they managed to find each other around the whole world. There's a lot of love, happiness, and travels around the world in their lives. But there are undoubtedly many difficulties they need to deal with, but true love can overcome anything!

Previously, known as Saving Raven. "I-It's all my fault. I was driving the car, I killed her." Full description inside.

'We fight for the future of Narnia, and for such, the child is pivotal.' There are Prophesies in almost every world. Many are carved into cave walls, many are passed on by wise Elders as entire civilisations hold their breathes and wait hundreds, perhaps thousands of years for something or, more usually, someone. But this particular Narnian Prophecy was sung by the stars and held as whispers in the wind. This Prophecy took but days to begin. The Kings and Queens of Narnia simply couldn't understand why an untrained girl- Lilith, was her name- was sent to them amidst the dawn of battle. Lilith herself knew not what she'd done to deserve being thrown into the eye of a storm. But the Centaurs knew. The Fauns, the Dryads, the Talking Animals- each one of them knew. Lilith did unspeakable things as a guest of Royalty. She won the heart of an imperfect King, said the most unrefined things to incredibly refined people and even attempted murder within the Castle walls. But alas, all are part of a far, far bigger story; The story of 'She'. _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_ 'Some walkways reminded her of Hogwarts. Some reminded her of Casterly Rock and others of Arthur's Castle in 'Merlin'. But no matter what fictional castle Lilith imagined around her, it was inescapable the fact that this castle, Cair Paravel, was real.' ~~~~~ ❗️NO generative AI was used in the writing of this fic, or any of my other works❗️ #1 thelionthewitchandthewardrobe (24/11/22) WilliamMoseley (31/12/20), Narniaau (23/03/21) LucyPevensie (21/01/21) Pevensie (04/03/22) #2 CSLewis (07/02/23) GoldenAge (20/02/21 & 24/01/23) NarniaFanfiction (07/08/22) #3 SkandarKeynes (27/09/21) CairParavel (08/01/22) #7 Narnia (29/03/21) #32 EdmundPevensie (22/10/22) #43 Prophecy (17/12/21) #59 Medieval (07/05/21)

▶ Kiana: For the past handful of years, hiding behind anonymous words suited me just fine. I could twist them, expressing myself, and know that people found something of themselves when they were sung. But anonymity is no longer possible. As much as I want to, I can't keep my head buried in the sand and ignore everything around me. Ignore the past and its importance. I'm stepping out of the shadows, in part because I don't have a choice. The other part, though... Because I want to take the plunge and see what's on the other side. Most of all, find my heart again and get things right this time around. However, it's soon apparent that not everyone is in agreement with this new development. I guess I'll see just how many potholes I'll find during this journey. ▶ Duncan: Most people think I have everything I want. Most people also don't know the first thing about me, just what's out there, what I allow them to know. They don't know that fame and money means nothing without the family I've made. The family that's been incomplete for years. However... It doesn't mean I'm a happy camper when that changes, when the missing piece appears out of nowhere. First, because it forces me to face all the feelings, good and bad, that I've tried to push down. Second, because she's not quite the same... But that's okay. And third, because someone thinks they can mess with her, with us. In the end of the day, there's one thing that's as sure as the sun rising every morning: nothing and no one is stepping between me and Kiana this time. Not on my watch. 🏆300 × Adult × 11/17/20 🏆67 × Romantic Suspense × 11/30/2020 Book one in the Toxic Climax series. Dual POV, second-chance love story. 5k-word chapters on Fridays. Please note: Toxic Climax is just the name of the band. Warning: strong language (a lot), sex (some) and violence (uh... some as well). It is mature and, as such, if this bothers you and/or you're under 18, please don't read it.