Bad Boy's Heiress
- LECTURAS 906
- Votos 22
- Partes 3
Continúa12m
Última publicación mié, jul 16, 2014
I was the girl who was left alone. Nobody bothered me. Nobody looked at me. I had the most amazing best friend and a loving family with a protective older brother and two adoring parents. However, that all changed one night.
My life went from OK to horrible.Well what else do you expect when a lady in a black suit appears at your doorstep and tells you that your the heiress to a billionaire who passed away last week. Shocker, eh? Do you know what's more shocking: that family I lived with my entire life isn't my real family. I'm adopted.
Leaving everything behind with difficulty may I add, I found myself in a gorgeous mansion, going to a new cliche school where I met many personalities. But out of all of them one stood out the most. Jace Walker.The typical popular bad boy who knew just how to annoy me. Hes stood by me through thick and thin and to be honest I don't think I would've survived without him.
He had a habit of constantly nagging me, made me get several detentions because he thought it was fun, threw paper at me in class, dragged me to places, literally, embarrassed me in the mall multiple times, and forced me to attend parties even though he knew I'd rather be at home. But most of all he taught me the meaning of life. He taught me how to live.
Todos los derechos reservados
#52
lachowski
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Quizás también te guste
Safe
I always thought I was safe, you know? I mean, it wasn't really something I thought about before. It's not like I had a reason to worry about being particularly unsafe. I've always been perfectly normal anyways. Nothing exciting or dangerous happened to me. I was a plain Jane in every sense of the phrase, and nothing strange or particularly astonishing ever happens to people like me. My entire philosophy, however, was completely and drastically changed after being attacked and raped one night. I probably would have been killed if it weren't for Drake Collins, the closed off "tough guy" of my school. He came to my rescue, and reluctantly swore not to breathe a word to anyone. Unfortunately, my attacker escaped. It was after that, that I closed myself off from the few people that I did talk to before. My safety, my very sense of security, was violated. My world was swept out from under my feet. Drake stayed by my side the entire time, helping me through my struggles. He became the only one I could talk to or confide in, and was soon the only reason I woke up each morning. He kept me safe.Concluida
Emotionless Control ✔
"Someone didn't get a kiss from his mommy today, huh?" I mock Jace with a smirk, my fists ready to punch. "You really have a death wish, don't you?" He asks me amused. "Yea, help me out a little?" I challenge him, he already thinks that i'm joking until he notices my dead serious face. His eyes twist into surprise, confusion and something i can't decipher. Let the fight begin. ___ My name is Bellatrix Williams. I'll make my life description as short as possible. I'm probably a mixture from psychopath and a sociopath, i haven't been to the rapist recently, sorry to the Therapist recently so i don't exactly know. I'm also a part from a streetfighting community but in school i'm a nerd so my past wouldn't find me or i'm a dead woman, literally. I have a lot of secrets, too many. My secrets are safe until i mess up, the alternative is my death, again. It's a game for my life. Will i survive? *contains inappropriate languageConcluida
Wake Up Call
A broken girl... Twenty years old and I'd finally had enough. I couldn't take anymore, so I packed up my things and disappeared, leaving behind my drunken, abusive father and the mother that stood by and watched as I slowly died. I knew I was going, but not where I'd stop. The last thing I expected once on my own, was to be spending my nights stripping at a club in Florida, barely getting by. I should have known running from a past wouldn't make it stop haunting me, because misery will always find me and tear me down until there's nothing left of me. It always has... Things can always change though, right? Like looking up at a handsome, tattooed stranger, and with one stare he has me questioning everything I've ever believed in. I wasn't expecting or prepared for someone to storm into my life. Not him. Jace Montgomery. The name I'll never forget. The need to save me lies in his eyes, but I don't need a savior. Trust- what he wants to teach me. That I'm something more than what I've grown up believing and that I'm worth loving. Those are the things he wants me to believe. How am I supposed to let him in and show me I'm something when I've spent my entire life being... nothing? He won't give up, and honestly, I'm hoping he never does... Because maybe... just maybe... I am worth saving after all.Concluida
Indecisive (COMPLETED)
After my escape, and yet another but brutal last year at the same high school, my school sent me their condolences and made sure to inform my future college of my past. I didn't bother to say goodbye to my "friends" or Preston, my ex. The police allowed me to change things, including changing my name & hair, but other than that, I was still me. Once I got my new identity, I tried to start anew. Moving me to a new place was the best thing the police and Dr Matthews allowed me to do, but it still didn't stop this nudging feeling that kept coming over me. I don't know why, but for some reason, I could tell that my kidnapper (Mr Blue) was going to come back for me. --- On the two year anniversary since my abduction, the past comes back to haunt me. The only thing that's changed is that I'm not the only one on his Hit List. My friends are too. I was finally happy after what happened to me during my junior year of high school. Three amazing people helped me find my way, and I wasn't about to lose them to the same person who abducted me little under two years ago. This time, I will fight him, and I will win. -- #1 in the Decision series -- H.R. #13 in retribution 19/7/18 #4 in indecisive 15/7/18 #66 in Safety 5/1/19 #319 in deception 28/12/18 #515 in Fictional Characters 5/1/19 ----- Cover made by me (JkGsonny). Started: March 19, 2018 Finished: April 25, 2018Concluida
Never Ending Lies ✔️
{EDITING PROCESS} *BOOK ONE OF TWO* When a high school student named Davina Smith faces her senior year after a tragedy in her family, suddenly finds herself appealed to the new kids in town. She never had an interest in befriending anyone besides her childhood friends Emma and Jackson, But these kids had something about them that just made them stick out. Maybe it wasint such a bad idea to expand her social life. What could go wrong? Right..? ~~~~~~~~~~~ Davina Smith, a 17 year old with trauma of losing those close to her from past experiences and losses, is soon appealed to the new kids in town. Or more like appealed to the attractive black haired, green eyed boy. She's never been the one to want to have a relationship. Is now the time? Xavier Witts, a 18 year old boy hiding a nothing more than a couple lies... or so he says. Xavier never wanted to get attached to someone he could lose. He never to wanted to go through that again. But what happens when suddenly that person fights against his measures of protection? What happens when that person is willing to risk their life just to be with him? Luckily he would do the same ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I don't know what to do Xavier..." I cry uncontrollably into his chest as he holds onto me for dear life. "I know love. I know." "I'm such a bother to yall." I choke out. "I'm so fucking weak. I can't even defend myself." Xavier's arms unwrap from my body, and his hands hold my teary face. "I'm a worthless h-human." Xavier furrows his eyebrows in pain. A tear of his own falling down his face. "No," he says shaking his head. "No. You've never been a bother to me. You aren't weak. And you most certainly aren't worthless." I gasp to breathe, and he continues talking. "What you are is an amazing person who hasn't let all of this crazy bullshit affect her. You handled it like a champ. What you are is a strong, brave being that has stood by my side." I breathe as he leans closer. "What you are, is the love of my life...."Concluida
Kissing My Ex ✔
Guardians of Freecaster High #1 "That doesn't make any sense. You were the one who left me. You didn't care anymore." "If I didn't care, Alexis, then why is it I can't touch another girl unless I'm imagining you?" He pushes against me, trapping me against the wall, his minty beer breath skating across my lips. "J-Jace, you don't have t-to do this," I stammer, already losing the fight as my body melts against his. Jace's hand moves to trace his thumb across my bottom lip. "Why do I obsess about kissing you again? Why do memories of holding you still haunt me?" His face pinches in agony. "Why can't I do the right fucking thing and leave you alone?" _______________________________________________ Alexis 'Lexi' Young has four goals; pass her senior year of high school, buy her own wheels, get accepted to culinary school, and forget that her ex-boyfriend ever existed. Seems easy enough, right? Nope! Not when the school across town burns to the ground and all the students are sent to her school. Included in those new students is none other than Jace Hall, Lexi's ex, and his motorcycle riding, street fighting, off the wall friends. As for Jace, he'll forever regret breaking Lexi's heart, but it was either that or put her in the line of danger. Now that she's in arms reach, staying away is a lot harder to do. Especially when everything she does drives him crazy. But being part of the Guardians means trouble is never far behind, and getting close to Lexi again could put a target on her back. She wants to resist old temptations and protect her heart. He wants nothing more than to pull her close and keep her safe. But are you ever really safe when kissing your ex? ______________________________________________ Recommended age is 17+ for cursing, sexual content, and violence Best Ranking: #1 in HighSchool Romance 6/4/2022 #3 in teenlove 6/3/22 #1 in MatureThemes 1/11/21 #8 in Drama 12/31/20 Copyright © Chelsea Frey 2020 All rights reservedConcluida
A Mad Woman, Allison.
Allison Monroe, a passionate college student of a Pre-Law course in University of the Philippines Diliman, come to believe that destiny no longer exists in our world. On the other hand, a happy-go-lucky guy which happened to be her classmate in college was amused by her beauty and brains. They started in not-a-very-good condition, because Allison hated Ryan the first time she have met him. It was love at first fight. As time passes by, the two has been playing with destiny, and started to fall for each other. But, it was not a good fairytale story to tell. Things has been complicated with the two of them, and the truth has started to unravel. There was familiarity in their warmth like they had met when they were younger. It's like they had loved each other at a different moment. At a different world. "Nothing changed. You were still the jerk I once knew, Jace," Allison uttered with full of sarcasticity. She couldn't believe it. She couldn't help but to laugh at herself for letting him fool her again. "I have no intention of fooling nor hurting you, I swear. Hear me out this time, Allison, please?" Ryan pleaded. "There's no point of hearing your stupid explanations, Ryan. You know I only seek for truth, and now that I know the truth, I can't let myself be fooled by you again." She turned her back at him. She never imagined that they could be played by Cupid twice. Love isn't all about happy endings. Sometimes, it could be tragic. But it may be tragically beautiful. And while Allison is slowly walking away from the place where Ryan is standing, she have thought of something she could do to save herself this time. She would do the first move to avoid pain. She would do the only thing she could do to not be hurt by the same guy again. She'd leave for good. On Allison's seat, she was watching the plane to take its flight to her Aunt's neighborhood, but she have mumbled last two words, "Fuck love."Concluida
The alphas clueless mate
you know that girl who has the perfect life with friends and a loving family? You know the popular blonde with looks. Well I'm the opposite. with a bitchy mother and starting all over again. I meet Jace. There's something about him but I just don't know what he's doing to me I feel I need him and it scares me. what happens when the world you thought didn't exist just happens to be real? Oh and you turn out to be the alphas human mate?! WHAT!? Will they be able to except one another or will they just give up what doesn't seem possible? read to find out......Concluida
The Guy Who Called Me An A-class Bitch
"Well, because she's an A-class bitch." He replied, casually, like calling random girls a bitch was nothing too unusual. Cass gasped. "How can you say that? Do you have any idea what she does to guys who call her a bitch, wait no, didn't you also do that to the guy who called you ugly?" "Well, in the restaurant she was screaming at the both of us actually, thereby creating a scene, which doesn't exactly give a good person vibe off her. And the answer to your second question will be: I'd like to see her try." He explained, looking at me with a look of pure disgust. "Shut up." I yelled, loud enough for him to hear. Who did this guy think he was? I paid for his, Okay, their fucking dinner at eleven P.M. The least he could do was be polite to me or just shut up entirely. "And if I choose not to?" He questioned, looking amused. He's as good as dead then. -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Jessica Walkers was just your everyday counsellor, nothing out of the blue. Her past...let's just not go into that. Her present, now that we can talk about. She had decided to live as a bachelorette for the rest of her useless life. But is it that simple when your old crush comes back and also when you've kissed your best friend's boyfriend, accidentally of course? I don't think so. It wasn't simple. She had to deal with the guy who called her an A class bitch. Without falling for his charm. NOT A BADBOY - NERD STORY. I REPEAT NOT A BADBOY - NERD STORY NOTE: The word 'cause' which is supposed to be written as 'cause is spelled as cause' throughout the story. I'll try changing it. WARNING : STORY WRITTEN BY ME WHEN I WAS A LOT MORE IMMATURE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.Concluida
First Dance
Book two of The Walkers Series ~~~ I saw his hands run down his face as he placed his glasses on the table next to him. I walked closer to him, lowering my voice by saying, "You deserve someone who will cherish you. Not someone who will corrupt you." I said, my voice low. He turned around and looked at me, a pained look on his face. "Do you think that's what you're doing to me? You think you're just 'corrupting me'?" He asked, stepping towards me. "That's exactly what I'm doing. I'm corrupting you and then when you find a beautiful, perfect, sweet girl, you'll get to move on and be happy and have a family. You won't be with a girl who is a fucking skank, and can't even have children." I said, looking up at him as he walked closer to me. He stepped closer to me so he was right in front of me, putting his hands on my face and running his thumb over my cheekbones. "You are a beautiful, perfect, sweet girl, princess. Even better, you're my beautiful, perfect, sweet girl. I can't move on and be happy and have a family if it isn't all with you. I don't want it if it isn't you." ~~~ Hanna Fox has had her whole life planned out for her. High school, prima ballerina, then principal ballerina by the age of twenty. No one thinks the pretty blonde girl would be struggling to live. But he did. Theo Walker knows exactly where he's going and when he's going there and he couldn't be happier about it. But what happens when smart, innocent Theo meets the smarter, damaged Hanna? Read First Dance to find out. If you or someone you know are struggling with mental health, please call the suicide hotline at 988 or go to www.wannatalkaboutit.com My messages are always open, You're never alone 🫶 *W A R N I N G* First Dance contains mature content, and topics. Readers discretion is advised. ~~~ Start date: 3.17.2023 Finish date: tbd Total word count: tbd
I always thought I was safe, you know? I mean, it wasn't really something I thought about before. It's not like I had a reason to worry about being particularly unsafe. I've always been perfectly normal anyways. Nothing exciting or dangerous happened to me. I was a plain Jane in every sense of the phrase, and nothing strange or particularly astonishing ever happens to people like me. My entire philosophy, however, was completely and drastically changed after being attacked and raped one night. I probably would have been killed if it weren't for Drake Collins, the closed off "tough guy" of my school. He came to my rescue, and reluctantly swore not to breathe a word to anyone. Unfortunately, my attacker escaped. It was after that, that I closed myself off from the few people that I did talk to before. My safety, my very sense of security, was violated. My world was swept out from under my feet. Drake stayed by my side the entire time, helping me through my struggles. He became the only one I could talk to or confide in, and was soon the only reason I woke up each morning. He kept me safe.
Más detallesPautas de Contenido