❝ i'm not like them but i can pretend ❞ [dallas winston x oc] creds to @alicnstae for cover templates

➯ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 hardheaded 16 year old, willow molly curtis takes on the challenge of life with her three brothers, a gang of best friends, and an inevitable hope to reach the finish line, but will she ever make it? willow is the definition of a rebelling teenager, and to find out who so tragically broke her heart in the process is the price you'll have to pay to find out. and trust me, it's well worth it. 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝, including a sequel

❝Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend somewhere along in the bitterness.❞ | Mentions of abuse and violence |

After getting in trouble with guns and money, Cher Winston ditches New York. She makes her way down to Oklahoma and coincidentally finds herself in none other than Tulsa. Surprised as they both were, she encounters her brother, Dallas, and gets tangled up with his gang.

Bluebelle Thompson is a seventeen-year-old who moves to Tulsa, Oklahoma. She makes friends with three boys around her age when they meet at the drive-in. Little does she know that they're going to become some of the most important people in her life. ꧁꧁꧂꧂ All Rights Reserved.

Let me make this short There is Love, Betrayal, and the bumps just keep coming. Will you be able to make it through this wild adventure with Ponyboy Curtis?

when ponyboy curtis is pushed into being the colored girls tutor the barriers of race break

In 1968, America's greatest generation began their favourite pastime for yet another year. Baseball. Men returned back to the game. Among them, some of baseball's most beloved names. Rose. Aaron. Williams. Mays. Allen. Life in the United States could return to normal. And baseball was proof positive that democracy was real. A baseball box score, after all, is a democratic thing. It doesn't say what gender you are or what religion you follow. It does not know how you voted or the color of your skin. It simply states what kind of ballplayer you were on any particular day. Women had served their country gallantly. Yet, they found during this time prejudice, segregation and Gender Discrimination Laws were still present and strong. Sexism was the law......and no group was more scrupulous in its observance of custom, than organized baseball. There was a long road ahead. If any women dreamed of playing baseball, it was not for the Yankees, not for any Major League team, no. It was for teams like the Kansas City Monarchs of the Women's Leagues, and if they were good enough (and lucky), they played in small recreational leagues with men, where the barnstorming style of play stood in contrast to the Majors. In 1967, there were a total of 400 players on their rosters. Every one of the 400 Major League players were men. But when opening day came in 1968, that number dropped to 399... And one girl stood apart.

"I love you," Johnny murmured, clutching my wrist to the point I could not pull away no matter how much I tried. "Stop it," I snapped, "Stop saying that!" "But I do, I love you, I want you, I need you to remember," He was pleading now. "Stop, quit pretending-" "There is no pretending," Johnny said with absolute clarity. "I love you and I will love you until the day I die. You don't remember now, but you used to love me too Rosey. And I will love you until you love me again, even after I die, and if there is a life after this I will love you then, too." I stared at him as he poured his heart out; he was moving away, for once he wasn't trying to get me to love him. I was doing it myself. "Will you ever give up on this?" I asked. Johnny shrugged, "Someday, I suppose I'll give up, and sit in a rocking chair. But I'll probably be rocking fast, because I don't know what I'll do without you." ----------- Rosemarie Curtis' story has seemed to come to an end. Everything is lost. Nobody can forget. Nothing is the same. Now the gang seems to have to wrestle the past, rebuild on the ruins inside them. But sometimes life has a twisted way of bringing back something you've lost. For Rosemarie's story is just beginning. But there was no way the gang could scrape the earth clean, and keep thinking they could start again. Because even though Rosemarie is alive, her memories of the past are gone. Her mind had left them; she has now gone wild and wary. She remembers no feeling, no hurt, and no loving. Johnny must cope with losing his only love, while her thoughts swim between them, hidden under rocks, disappearing in weeds, and he fishes for them, dangling his own memories like bait and lures. But how can you love someone you don't remember loving? How can you remember something you don't want to remember? And how can the gang hold together when everything has fallen apart?

🍓🍓The relationship between Catherine and and Two has been stable and healthy and Twos been planning something special, but with Catherine's dreams and future making her choose between her relationship and her career shes under more stress then ever before. 🚬 🚬Will she choose Two and her friends and stick to her roots, or will she choose her future which could give her the chance to finally be free from the title of Greaser. Find out in the second book of the Te Adore series. 🍓🍓