"Who's that over there?" The man looked at me like I was from outer space, or perhaps like I lived under a rock, maybe a mixture of both. "Him? They call him Full Throttle," he chuckled with a hint of nervousness in his voice. I scrunched my nose up in confusion. "Why?" The man threw his head back and laughed before answering me. "Because he doesn't hold back. He does everything at full speed... racing, girls, and-" the man cut himself off, seeking as though he was catching himself spilling a secret. "And what?" "Don't worry about it." THIS BOOK IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION! The characters in it are in NO way a representation of the people chosen to play them. It is merely a story, and they fit the physical description best for their characters. The characters I have created are completely fictional, and in no way relate to my thoughts and or feelings about the people I have chosen to play said characters! || THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT, PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK || HIGHEST RANKINGS: -#1 in hs -#1 in fiction -#1 in racing -#1in dragracing -#2 in harrystyles -#4 in youngadult -#5 in onedirection -#19 in cars -#31 in gangs -#57 in fighting -#64 in harry -#111 in drama -#461 in love

He continues to stare as the young girl hums quietly, while keeping her eyes locked on the book in her hands. At the sound of his footsteps, she suddenly stops reading only to look up and let out a squeal, one that he found adorable. Her already rosy cheeks become even brighter. "Hello." He melts at the sound of her angelic voice and says his next words carefully, softly. "Hi sweetheart." She tilts her head to the side as he unknowingly stares at her with a certain longing. "Who are you?" "I'm Seth. What's your name?" He questions, taking a step into her room. She grins, causing two cute dimples to appear on her cheeks. "Daisy." ~ In which Seth Andrews, who is usually quiet and brooding, becomes captivated by his best friends little sister, Daisy Miller, who believes everyone has at least a little good in them.

* sequel to bad habits * you know what they say, old habits die hard.

After meeting at Saturday School, Alex and Ezra form an intense connection, so intense they decide to keep it between themselves, by being in a secret relationship. A few years later, however, this relationship is tested when Ezra becomes a sought after football player. Girls want to be with him and boys want to be him. How long will Alex take the infidelity and blatant disrespect before enough is enough? Find out in this heartbreaking story about love riddled with trauma. ------- NB: This book will take you on an emotional rollercoaster, maybe even have you really upset with the protagonist. But please be patient with her. She'll get it soon enough.

Scarsdale Academy. The boarding school for the wealthy teens and the future of tomorrow. For Johanna Spencer, it's her only option unless she wants jail time from the stunt she pulled at her old school that got her kicked out and sent across the country to Maine. She leaves behind Logan, her old boyfriend, who holds so much of everything she wants to forget and wants to start from scratch. Jo is hiding some of her past, afraid of ever showing her insecurities and queen bitch, Vee, can't wait to expose them. In the meantime, she's found comfort in her new friends, Ronnie and Mikey. Unfortunately, her comfort will soon turn hazy when school bad boy, Greyson, nicknames her Mary, for her innocent appearance, and seems determined to get her. Jo is apprehensive, cautious and confused about her feelings for Greyson. But a simple cigarette, a simple bad habit, changes their relationship slowly but surely. And soon enough, they may become each other's bad habit. a/n: this book is a long haul, but i promise it's worth it :) just stick w me

Alaya Tara Nahar's stalking abilities are close to zero to none, so for her to mess up a potential relationship with just a like wasn't unheard of. Or that's what she thought. ❪ both images and written bits will be included ❫ Copyright © tazwrites 2021. All rights reserved.

⚡caution : this isn't a story of happily-ever-after love & heartwarming romance. this is a story of heartbreak. ⚡ all the graphics in this book are made by me!! the pictures, although, are taken from pinterest and belong to their rightful owners. ⚡ attention : this is a very unedited piece of work!!! i'll edit it someday in 2023, though, don't worry. ⚡please note that this book is exclusive to only wattpad for now, so if you see it somewhere else, please inform me! • ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ • Not all love is meant to last. • ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ • Elaine Black doesn't wear her heart out on her sleeve. Or so had she thought until she collided with the cheeky green-eyed boy, Kayden Lawson, who had the most charming tricks up his sleeve - tricks just smooth enough to make Elaine realise, that maybe, indeed, she did wear her heart out on her sleeve. Maybe, for a few late night talks, stolen glances and shy flirty exchanges - Elaine was completely willing to change everything about herself - to fit in. To make Kayden keep looking at her. But unfortunately, every person does not know how to keep care of another's heart, and often end up breaking them. And spoiler alert, Kayden turned out to be one of them. Too bad that even after her heart was abandoned, Elaine's heart kept singing Kayden's name like a long-forgotten song. Too bad that, undoubtedly, heartbreak weather had come. • ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ • unedited. ©2022 to Aishi Mitra @aishixwrites.

He was completely and utterly oblivious to everything that he had caused and she absolutely hated him for that. [UNEDITED] [DUAL POV] TW: eating disorder recovery

[WATTY'S SHORTLIST 2021 & 2022] "I love every part of you. Not because of who you were before, but because of who you are now, in spite of all the bullshit this universe has sent your way." Jasmine Ali is broken. After watching her best friend die, she walks through life with a strained smile and heavy heart, trying her best to seem like everything is okay. All that matters is getting through her daily routine. But when Jace Wilson appears with a limp and a frown, her mask begins to slip. And Jasmine begins to learn that nothing is ever truly broken.

"For one its Margo. Not Margret. No where on my birth certificate does it say Margret. And two if we supposedly have gone to school together for so long how do I not know your name?" "Just because you haven't paid attention to everyone around you Margret doesn't mean we don't exist." He says, then he walks away. He just walks away.