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[ongoing - irregular updates // on hiatus]

short story // romance // teen fiction

A collection of interrelated short series and one-shots.

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"You're that boy, right?" She sounds like she's out of breath, the words rushing past her lips in quick succession. "The one from the underground subway? Blue hoodie, earbuds in?"

Closing my eyes, I let out a silent, shaky breath of air. It doesn't really help with anything, but it does give me some kind of courage to turn around and look at her.

Eyes like discs of hardened candy, reflecting the sun's rays off their surface. Strawberry on her breath, mirroring the color of her hair, the color on her cheeks. The color on my cheeks.

I can't get enough of it.

"The truth is -" she bites down in her bottom lip, and my eyes follow the movement. "I-I've never gotten to say 'thank you' for the compliment. It's the first time someone has ever told me that - someone besides my brother at least. And I don't really know how to say this, but -"

The words die in her throat when my fingers come up to her face, brush a few bubblegum strands behind her ear. I'm on autopilot now, my emotions taking over. Her face flushes even deeper. I can feel that same heat on my cheeks, and even though it's below zero outside, it's like I'm burning in a furnace.

And I don't know what to say.

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note: This book contains themes of depression, death, and bullying that may be potentially triggering to some readers. Although none of these is the main focus of the story, viewer discretion is advised.All Rights Reserved

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Moving In by _CallMe_Crazy

Blaze White is the New Girl at the Prep school in her mothers old home town. But her only goal for senior year is to keep a low profile, no friends, no parties and NO boys. Axel may be adored and worshipped by his peer-but he hates people, except 5. So when a beautiful but closed off girl suddenly enters his group. He is not welcoming of the mysterious beauty despite the pull they both feel. •••• WARNING: This was written many moons ago. I have decided to put it back up because of a large request from readers. However, I was a kid when I wrote this so take it with a grain of salt. *** Like a deer in head lights, I freeze and watch as the car comes towards me expecting to get hit. But to my surprise, the car swerves to the side slightly next to me and comes to a stop. I take a deep breath I didn't know I was holding at the driver's side door swings open and a very pissed off Axel steps out. "Thank god," I mumble and place my hands on my knees to catch my breath. "Blaze?" He says and I hate it. I hate how he says my name as if it's his. Like he knows it's the only thing I want to hear, him calling out to me, looking at me, focused to me. It's the first time in my life I wanted someone's attention so badly I didn't care how I got it. And that was too dangerous for me to hold onto. "Are you insane or some shit? I could have killed you!" He says and starts to walk towards me. I take a big breath and step back away from him, "s-stop! Axel," I stutter still panting. It's then he notices the blood on my hands and shirt. "Is that blood?" He asks staring at my shirt and I take another step back. "Stop, stay b-back," I try to say confidently but I can't even breath right. Realizing he won't listen I start to turn around planning to make a break for it. "Don't run from me Blaze it won't go well," he growls reading my thoughts causing me to freeze in my spot. "Do not ever think you can get away from me."

REMINISCENT by Lil_oh_me

CHAPTERS EDITED☑️ "Do i remember?" I stare back confused "Do you remember..." she starts then looks down contemplating whether she should continue or not. She then takes a deep breath and looks back into my eyes " do you even remember how you got it?" She asks. I furrow my brows in thought but i surprisingly don't remember how it happened. "or when? Or where? Or for what reason? Or what it even means?!" She snaps agitated by my silence. I look into her searching eyes, all i see is a sad broken girl, then I look at the sand beneath my feet in hopes of remembering when exactly i got it. I tried remembering but nothing popped up. I let out a frustrated breath and ran a hand through my hair. I look back at her about to answer but she reads my expression knowing my answer "you don't remember" she nods knowingly __________________________________________ The craziest thing happened... Ashley was involved in an accident with her boyfriend and his parents three years ago ,which left her traumatized. After the accident, Aiden went into a coma for a year, losing the memories of his love life and the love of his life 'Ashley'. Will she lose the little hope she has left of him remembering?... And will he remember in time? ........... Disclaimer I started this book when I was still new with this writing stuff, I haven't written much of anything really so the first few chapters are probably not even good but please give it a chance I promise the chapters get better ........ ⚠ warning ⚠ Mature language Mental health challenges Annoying scenes Heart breaking moments

WILL YOU EVER by simp4tjay

Chichi, her mom and her younger brother relocated to the US to be with her dad when she was fourteen. It was not easy for her to blend in and get used to the lifestyle of the people there but she did and three years and few months later, she is in her senior year, have lovely friends, an alright social life and yeah, a crush or maybe, her first love. She finds herself hooked on this one boy. She wonders what it was that makes her so attracted and hooked on him. Was it because he is in the soccer team or that he was tall and has a pretty smile which shows his perfect white teeth? She could describe him as a jerk because he's indirectly or even directly toying with her emotions. It could only go both ways, will he ever reciprocate the feelings? Will she ever move on and let go?. Read more to find out! (Lol, I know I sucked at this intro but trust me, you'll love the book.)

Lilah by AshlynPope

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes, etc.)

EVEN IF I DIE,IT'S YOU. by hannah_oh_nana

"Do you regret it then?" I asked as I picked up my pace again. "the what? The kiss you mean" he teased a little, I rolled my eyes and waited his answer, he kept his chin high and didn't answer my question. "of course you did I mean you could've chosen any one else to kiss instead,this damn school is full of hot chicks that you can kiss and ignore there pretty caked up faces, I know it was sloppy and all but you really don't have the right to ignore me the whole damn day I couldn't sleep yesterday Adam it's so fucked up, I couldn't eat either, and you just left me hanging,do you realize how much frustrated I am?" I rambled out,breathing heavily. He stopped and looked at me "if I really wanted to kiss anyone down there I would, but shit happens"he shrugged which made me more angry I stepped forward and poked his hard chest which only made my finger hurt a little. "oh really shit happens,I'll tell you-" Adam leaned in his breath faning my cheeks and I automatically drop my hand. "I choose you,and I'll choose you over and over those pretty caked up hot chicks, without pause,without a doubt and in a heartbeat ill keep choosing you,because God,I swear when our lips touched I tasted my next sixty years of my life " he caressed my cheeks and I leaned in for his touch,I shivered and looked up in his amber ············ Full Description inside ✔▶(intro) If YOUR looking for a cliche bad boy story then your in the wrong place :-)♥

Only Human by meeblings24

"Do I make you nervous, Sweetheart?" He spoke lowly. "Psh, no! I just-" I gasped when his tongue flicked out and touched my neck. My hands flew up to clutch at his shirt, fingers tightening in an attempt to hold myself up. It was as if my knees turned to jelly. "Maybe it's bad. And maybe I shouldn't, but I love that. I love the way you react to my touch. I love the way you pretend you aren't turned on. I love that I make you nervous." Oh my. His husky voice was doing a number on my already frazzled nerves. I was putty in his hands, rendered completely useless without him. "It's okay, Sweetheart. You make me nervous too." ----------------- Viola Evans is just an ordinary 19-year-old girl. She moved away from her hometown in Indiana to attend college in Utah. She refuses to take out student loans so instead, she is overworking herself, barely eating, and living in a crummy apartment just to scrape by since her Mom and Step-Father were unsupportive of her pursuing a career in Special Education. Her school year gets a whole lot more interesting when a handsome stranger suddenly starts appearing everywhere she is, laying claim to her in ways that has her questioning whether he is human or not. Join her in her adventure where she loves fully, grows exponentially, and shares her light with the world. cover by: @honey_sprinkles thank you sooooo much for your wonderful work!

Tired of Lies by MissYanxiet

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Beneath His Touch by Constreck_Mikejr

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Moving In

Blaze White is the New Girl at the Prep school in her mothers old home town. But her only goal for senior year is to keep a low profile, no friends, no parties and NO boys. Axel may be adored and worshipped by his peer-but he hates people, except 5. So when a beautiful but closed off girl suddenly enters his group. He is not welcoming of the mysterious beauty despite the pull they both feel. •••• WARNING: This was written many moons ago. I have decided to put it back up because of a large request from readers. However, I was a kid when I wrote this so take it with a grain of salt. *** Like a deer in head lights, I freeze and watch as the car comes towards me expecting to get hit. But to my surprise, the car swerves to the side slightly next to me and comes to a stop. I take a deep breath I didn't know I was holding at the driver's side door swings open and a very pissed off Axel steps out. "Thank god," I mumble and place my hands on my knees to catch my breath. "Blaze?" He says and I hate it. I hate how he says my name as if it's his. Like he knows it's the only thing I want to hear, him calling out to me, looking at me, focused to me. It's the first time in my life I wanted someone's attention so badly I didn't care how I got it. And that was too dangerous for me to hold onto. "Are you insane or some shit? I could have killed you!" He says and starts to walk towards me. I take a big breath and step back away from him, "s-stop! Axel," I stutter still panting. It's then he notices the blood on my hands and shirt. "Is that blood?" He asks staring at my shirt and I take another step back. "Stop, stay b-back," I try to say confidently but I can't even breath right. Realizing he won't listen I start to turn around planning to make a break for it. "Don't run from me Blaze it won't go well," he growls reading my thoughts causing me to freeze in my spot. "Do not ever think you can get away from me."