CURRENTLY EDITING After showing up in the small county of Kildare in the class divided Outerbanks out of the blue, Corinne Samuels was the unfortunate talk of the town. Years later, they still don't. The only people who vaguely know Corinne's past are her best-friends, the Pogues. Closest with Pope, Corinne learns the dynamics of their friend-group quickly, becoming close with practically everyone. Everyone but JJ Maybank. What happens when the two realize that under their hate, they are more alike then they want to admit?

MATURE - EROTIC Amelia had a cliché love for her best friend, a love that you read so much about in other romance novels. The difference though? One journey changed her cliché feelings to an accidental passion of lust and temptations. Their story isn't based on puppy love but pure, primal sex drive between two best friends who come together accidentally on their journey. Was it love or just lust between both who continue to find themselves entwined with each other? Unlike the cliché stories; he wants her. He wants her on him every chance he can get. What will happen when it's time to go home, if their sexual relationship can survive until then? A mature book, based on Bumpy Ride; from the authors one-shot collection. Cover by @Sweetblast

Post HBP. Ron and Harry are Horcrux hunting and Hermione has been left at Hogwarts to help the Order make it safe for the other students. Draco is forced by Snape to stay in Hogwarts for his own protection, but he can't leave the room he is given; Granger's room. Hermione is the only student trusted with this information, so her and Malfoy share the small space, and Draco tries to avoid insanity as he becomes increasingly isolated with only the Mudblood for company. Something's going to give... Mature content and themes, and explicit language. ✨Feel free to comment✨ ❗Disclaimer: I do not own Isolation❗ The author of this incredible fan fiction is Bex-Chan. All credits go to J.K. Rowling for writing the Harry Potter series and Bex-Chan for writing this Fanfic based off the characters in said series. Here is a link to the original: https://m.fanfiction.net/s/6291747/1/Isolation

There is a fine line between meaningless flirting and catching feelings. The just loved playing with the temptation to cross it. (jj maybank x femoc) started: 15 may 2020 finished: 15 april 2021 editing started: 8 november 2024 editing finished:

started: 14.08.20 completed: 07.06.22 𝙚𝙪𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙖 /𝙟𝙪ːˈ𝙛ɔː𝙧ɪə/ 𝙇𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙣 𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙣: 𝙚𝙪𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙖 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙚𝙭𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨. "𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐉 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤? 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞!" 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐫𝐤, 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐤𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐉𝐉 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤, 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲

"Your face looks terrible." "Aw, thanks sweetheart. That's exactly what I wanted to hear." In which two life-long best friends, Gina Dennis and JJ Maybanks, finally get together. (Outer Banks Season 1) Disclaimer: I don't own Outer Banks, but I do own Gina Dennis and her story line.

Blake Turner has one goal: survive the next eighteen months, get her diploma, and disappear. Everything else-her boyfriend, her friends, her once-perfect life-is already gone. All that's left is endurance. Eighteen more months of keeping quiet. Of hiding the truth about what happens behind closed doors. Of pretending everything is fine when nothing is. She can make it. She has to. Liam Cole doesn't do attachments. Not when loyalty to his crew is the only thing that's kept him alive these past two years. Dragged into gang life too young, his world is built on violence, loyalty, and nights that end with no names exchanged. His past haunts him. His future? Already decided. His heart? Off-limits. Hardened. Untouchable. But when he crosses paths with the school's most hated outcast-the quiet girl everyone whispers about-everything he thought he knew begins to unravel. But some secrets refuse to stay buried... And when the truth finally breaks free, it leaves no one untouched.

You wouldn't think that the kind, quiet girl Rylie Peyton would do anything but apologize when she runs into someone in the school halls. But when the new boy - the bad boy - Max Harris runs into her, she loses it. What is it about Max that allows Rylie to let go and yell at him? To stand up for herself? What is it about bad boys that good girls love?

Life consisted of waiting on curbs. Then he saw her. Life began to consist of a beautiful girl and S M O K E. ®All Rights Reserved to ARM179 Highest Rank: #400 in Short Story (5/2/15)

BOOK THREE OF THE BLACK SERIES *this book CANNOT be read as a stand-alone* -- "Get the hell off of me, Lucian," I snapped angrily, smacking the palm of my hands on his muscular back as he carried me out of the club. "Who the fuck do you think you are?" It wasn't until he carried me upstairs and into a VIP room that he set me on my feet. I wobbled from the combination of my heels and the alcohol finally reaching my brain. It didn't stop me from glaring at him, but he just stared back, his eyes blank. As always. He's never been a talker, unlike me. What the hell was he even doing here? "You can't just walk on the dance floor and throw me over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes," I snapped, trying to get passed him. "I'm not a kid anymore, Lucian, okay? I'm not yours to protect - I never have been!" Hearing those words must have triggered him because he snapped. Lucian roughly grabbed me by the waist and pushed me against the cold wall, his body pressed right against mine. My eyes widened in shock and I met his blazing glare, feeling his hand creep up to my hair and twist it in his knuckles. I tried to force the lump down my throat but felt the confidence leave my body. "I can do damn well as I please when I see my woman dancing with a man who would want nothing more than to take her back to his place," he growled out, tilting my head up by my hair. Our lips were almost touching. I suddenly can't breathe. "You're mine, Mia," he spoke, this time his words low and raspy. "You always have been - never fucking forget that."