Book 1 - The Bruised Boxer Series Oreo addicted freshman, Maddison Maurice hated her job at the college gym, it was surprisingly the most quiet and boring job she'd ever had. And like that wasn't enough, she had to work with a snubbish petty girl like Jessica. But when a little accident causes Ashton Malik, school star boxer and son of UFC champion, Jaxon Malik to sprain an ankle, he isn't allowed to fight for two months. There's no one else to blame but Maddie herself. ******************** ©2021 Thea Caylen. All Rights Reserved. This book is only available on wattpad and/or Inkitt, if you're reading it anywhere else, it has been stolen. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or means, including photocopying, recording, electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission.

A love story in which the ineffable emotions that falling in love brings to us is unraveled, only to later have to fall out of it because your heart chose the wrong person. Reece and Madison. That's their story. Two best friends but each with different interests. ◌◌◌◌◌◌ It's hard to say I love you as you mean it to the person that considered you less than what you wanted to be. "Why aren't you saying it back? You always say it back, " "Because..." I trailed off, looking up at the sky for words that I know aren't anywhere to find. I began playing with the rubber band around my wrist. "You're so weird. That's why I love you so fucking much, you know that right?" he said, leaning toward me poking the point of my nose with his index. Then it hurts. It hurts to hear him say that phrase to me, it pierces deep into my core not to hold him like he is mine. Still, I want him to say those three detrimental words to me, even though every time he does, a part of my soul is torn apart. "Hey, I love you, " he repeated scanning me with assuring eyes. I smile. Anything just to hear him say I love you, even if things don't go as I crave. But every night he is loving somebody else while I break thinking about it. "I love you, " I whispered.

Nineteen-year-old, Bea Somerton, knows exactly how she wants to live. Become a doctor, remain in remission from her childhood Leukaemia and have a happy, normal, life. The last thing she expects is to meet rising star and troubled musician, Holden Pacheco, in her local hospital one quiet afternoon. Bea's perfectly planned life of normalcy will be tested after meeting dangerously handsome, Holden, who sees life for what it truly is; something that will ultimately end. But for Bea, she's been given a second chance and she isn't about to let Holden lose his.

(Currently being re-written & grammar fixed outside of wattpad, I will be republishing very soon.) Josephine Katavana, the sweet librarian you would meet on a normal day at the library, struggling with her anxiety. She thought she knew it all and had her life planned out until she met someone, someone she never knew she would need so badly. Lucifer Luca Valentino, he was a psycopath and nothing more, he was the hot, inked, Italian, owner of a nightclub and publishing office everyone wanted so badly. But suddenly, after meeting her; she was all he cared about. Follow their journey from hate to love, if they have the strength to pull away from each other. ౨ৎ I feel like I can feel eyes on me from the back, but I didn't know where they were from, I turn around slowly to look around but my eyes land on someone else meeting theirs. By the color of the lights, I could make out the dark hair and the muscular form, his legs were spread while he had one leg bouncing up and down while the opposite hand was holding a clear tumbler glass while squinting his eyes leaning his head up to look at me with his neck veins and Adam's apple very noticeable. God that was hot, so fucking hot.

━━ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 she drowns in the pools of his icy eyes, but doesn't know if he'll save her from suffocating. ❝why do you always insist on hurting yourself?❞ ❝why do you always insist on caring?❞ [extended synopsis inside] [lowercase intended] [frenemiestolovers] Copyright © sorryhades 2021

gangster ˈɡaŋstə/ noun a member of a gang of violent criminals. † For some reason Marilyn Rhodes manages to catch the eye of Sin Salvatore, the most notorious gang leader of his time. Too bad he already has a girlfriend.

"Who made you be this way?" he asked curiously as he focused on me intensely. I scoffed, "The devil in disguise did. He burned me in hell." "Is he the reason for those scars on your arms and wrists too?" his voice came out so low, which caused me to pull the sleeves of my sweater further down. "He was. Besides, those are not scars, they are battle wounds." I sucked a deep breath in. "A battle with whom?" his eyes were filled with concern and I had to avert my gaze from his to the glass of water in front of me. "Myself." - Imagine falling so deep in love that you eventually lose yourself. Imagine falling so deep that you're scared you might never be able to forget him and all the pain, heartache and sadness he put you through. Imagine falling so deep that you find yourself crying your heart and lungs out on the cold bathroom floor in the middle of the night just hopelessly screaming and begging to get over him. highest rank: #30 in Teen Fiction [02/19/2017] Sequel: TIME WILL TELL ♡

"If you turn your back to me again, you better be bending over, sweetheart." *** Everyone warns you about boys who go looking for troubles, who have bruised knuckles and split lips, whose eyes are so dark that it seems like they could swallow oceans and come out alive, about the boys who look like danger, but no one warns about boys who stay silent for way too long, or ones with rings under their eyes, boys with sad eyes and boys who whisper things so sweet, so quietly that you wonder if he was an angel. Everyone warns you about the bad boys, but no one seems to warn you about the broken ones. Bar Red was a broken boy who finally finds someone to help mend his scattered pieces. Everyone saw him as the untrustworthy, unstable beast who was more than willing to punch anyone's face in. Swear words and bad habits mixed with smirks and wicked grins are enough to ward anyone off. But, apparently for Clementine, that's exactly what pulls her in. She has no clue what she's getting into but she's about to find out. She wasn't innocent, not by far, but she had dignity, a warm aura, niceness, and stubbornness that could rival a mule. Mix that with Bar's possessiveness and overprotective behavior, some interesting situations will definitely arise. Adding in the fact that Clementine had to tutor Bar for the rest of the school year and his almost instinctual urge to be apart of her life, they are bound to get close. Bar swears, Clementine hates it. He fights, she glares while bandaging up his knuckles. She reads instead of eats and he refuses dinner until she joins him. He is rude and she ignores him until he apologizes. Both, easily, frustrate the other while simultaneously falling into love. Broken boys are the only ones that can fix themselves so will this broken boy manage to do so before he drives away the one girl who wiggled her way past every barrier? This is the story of a broken bad boy clashing with the sad good girl. * #1 in the Red series Stand alone

Damon Blackwood. Soon to be CEO of Blackwood Industries. If you asked people to describe him, the first words that come to mind are "stoic" and "mean." But if he wants to inherit his dad's company, he has to prove his maturity. So of course, he lies. He says he has a fiancé. Now he just has to find one. Olivia Lanhurst had nowhere to turn to. Parents dead, brother in the hospital, she did whatever she could to pay her bills on time. At 19, she gave up her dream of attending college in order to support her brother. When their worlds collide, sparks fly. But with these sparks comes the danger of fire. Join Olivia and Damon on their adventure as they form friendships, adventures, and maybe even love. ~ ~ ~ When the pain was finally over, I relaxed and opened my eyes, only to find Damon looking down at me, an unknown emotion clouding his eyes. I gasped in embarrassment when I realized that I'd been holding on to his arm this entire time. "Sorry!" I squeaked. He ignored me and turned around. "Jackson, you can go back to driving now." Jackson, who still hadn't spoken a word to me, nodded and silently went back to the partition. The car stopped and the two men switched spots again. Gabe and Damon kept giving each other looks. "Will someone please tell me what is going on right now?" I finally asked. Damon looked over at Gabe, who gave him a small smirk and nod. Damon looked straight at me. "Olivia, marry me." highest rankings: #1: comedy #20: romance