Her name is Sweetie - yes, that's her given name - and it makes perfect sense. With a name like that, it'd be impossible not to love ice cream, smiles, and the color yellow. She is the good girl... but she wants to be more. Jake's face is permanently set in a scowl, and that's not even the most intimidating thing about him. He learned how to throw a punch before he learned how to ride a bike. He is the bad boy. He wants to be more. When a failed attempt at running ends with the good girl in the bad boy's arms, worlds will collide in the most incredible way - but is the fallout bitter, or is it sweet? ••• . • . TRIGGER WARNING . • . Alcoholism Divorce/separation Mentions of abuse Parental death Strong language ••• SIGN BLM PETITIONS HERE: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1-Zp8Om6X_qvSNOrlG1j79r_sIcdSihAZ1JgtE3094Jw/mobilebasic

"Promise?" "Yes baby, I promise."

A young girl moves to a new school after her parents were murdered but little did she know the murderer was closer than she thought.

Book 1 in Dominant Series • Mia has spent most of her life in an orphanage-sheltered and with little joy. Shortly after her eighteenth birthday, however, she meets Damien, who sends her world spinning. Dominant and gorgeous, Damien is the kind of man who doesn't take no for an answer-whereas no is the only answer Mia has ever gotten. Having already experienced enough pain in her life, it's no wonder Mia is skeptical about getting close to someone...especially someone like him.

Phoenix watched her closely, his eyes darting down to her tongue that poked out briefly to wet her lips. He was being unwaveringly blunt, but that was just him. He wanted this girl; he knew that now. He was over being cautious and considerate- he didn't care about that shit anymore. Soft, beautiful, and sweet, Penelope was everything he wasn't-everything he shouldn't have; it was ironic, but it was also all the more reason why he craved her. • Book 2 in Dominant Series

River Cortland is a 17 year old girl who seems to have a permanent blush around her best friend Noah who she loves more than anything in the world. Noah Arlington is a 18 year old boy who lives to tease his precious little best friend who he's protective over and who means the world to him. Two hearts meant for each other. A journey of love, teasing, and more love. - 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝘼𝙄𝙉𝙎 𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙀 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙉𝙏 *all photo credits go to the respectable owners* *I do not own any of the photos nor do I claim that I do, unless stated otherwise.* *this is not fan fiction* *don't steal my work please. plagiarism is a crime*

* "𝐈𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐕𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭, it kills me to know how unwanted i am how everyone looks at me and sees some fucked up little girl. I'm so alone and I don't know if I can cope anymore." His arms tighten around her, as she cries into his shirt. "Im here and i see you, i see you Baby." * 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐲, 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚌 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜. 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝘶𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘳 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚅𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝. * (Guess whos really bad at descriptions. ITS ME honesty that thing doesn't do the plotline any justice but please read. x)

"Please don't do this." I begged, as tears streamed down my face, making my mascara run. My eyes traveled from his face, that handsome boyish face, down to the floor. Down to the dead bodies. "Oh God," I choked, my life flashing before my eyes, as I felt his fingers slip from my shoulders down to the knife. He put it to my throat gently, so that he didn't cut it. Yet. "I'm sorry." He muttered. "Please...." I begged. "Please." His lips pressed against mine, and I shuddered against him. Dear God, Please don't let this happen. This is the story of how I met him. The story of how he stole my heart, just as carelessly as he stole peoples lives away from them. Maybe. Maybe not. When I think about it, I still smile. Even though I know the sad and terrible ending, I can't help but smile. He was my best friend. He was so loving. So caring. He taught me everything. But, he also destroyed everything. He was just like that. He was just the mass murder that loved me, and that's how I'll always remember him. I dare say, that's how I'll always cherish him.

She is kind Shy Gullible Pure Adorable Sweet Beautiful And innocent. Her name is Lavender. He is dark Dangerous Feared Dominant Strong Confident And possessive. ******************************** "Why are you crying?" He asked her. Voice so deep and groggy it sent chills down her spine. "I-it's n-no-nothing." She whispered and looked down. Face flushed and embarrassed. "Tell me." He almost commanded. Tugging her chin to look straight to him. She thought about telling him the reason for her tears but thought of the outcome, which would result in him laughing and decided to shake her head. "Tell. Me." He asked again this time voice edged with slight anger. Although she didn't know why. Lavender felt the need to cry again, and so the tear flowed freely against her flushed cheeks. "N-no o-o-on-one wants to be my fri-friend." She answered, expecting a laugh. "You don't have to cry because of dumb fucktards красота. If it means something to you, I'll be your friend." He said calm and collected. You can almost hear the possessiveness in his voice, but he himself does not know why he's acting like this towards a girl who he just met. Ranked #3 on innocent: 09/10/19 Ranked #32 on cute: 19/03/19 Ranked #1 on hisgirl: 13/05/19 Ranked #2 on fear: 06/19 Ranked #13 on teenfiction: 18/10/19

"I love you." "I know baby."