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I turn around and face him. "Has anyone ever told you that you're an asshole?"

His smirk continues to grow. "Everybody's got to be good at something. The question is, what are you good at?"All Rights Reserved

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"Open to me. Speak up to me. Tell me everything on your mind, Lara. Let it out, babe. I want to know every inch of your thoughts," he blurts out. I let out my breath slowly. It's hard. It will take times for me to be open again. I don't want to be hurt. "Take your time. I'll wait, babe."

His breathe fanning my face as he stands a few inches away from me, my breathe ragged. Afraid to look up I slowly see his hand reach for my face then softly cup my cheek. Him now forcing me to look up I stare into his beautiful dark brown eyes, glittered with mischief. "Tell me Alisa. Whose winning this war?" Me, I thought to myself, but as he began walking forward my back hits a wall. "Me." I say confidently a smirk making its way onto my lips as he lowered his head down to my ear and says two words that send shivers up my back. "We'll see." With that his arms cage me in, both his arms blocking the way out, he kisses the nip of my neck sending goosebumps everywhere. Leaving a trail of kisses, from the nip of my neck to the side of my jaw, he kisses the corner of my mouth making me close my eyes for a brief second. Just as his lips hover above mine he looks me in the eyes and then back down at my lips, making me bit my bottom lip. "I guess I win, Blondie." He said smirking. Winning

I hate being the new girl! I always end up getting in trouble because of that one handsome asshole. Or two... And stop judging me, it's NEVER my fault! Well, almost never... Sometimes? #OkItsAlwaysMyFault #ShutUpAndRead ----------------------------------------------------------- /!\THIS BOOK CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL REFERENCES!/!\ THIS STORY BELONGS TO ME AND IS PURELY FICTIONAL.

Carter slowly walked towards me, butterflies swarming in my stomach, filling every inch of me. "Assi." he grabbed my wrists, and made me look at him. "Who was that song about?" "You know who." "Was it... about me?" "What would you say if it was?" I cocked my head to the side, our eyes staying connected with each other. "I wouldn't say." he moved closer to me, towering over by the slightest bit as his breath surrounded my every nerve. He leant down, took a sharp breath and connected our lips. - Astrid was a beautiful girl, who had lost her sense of who she was and where she belonged. She went through something traumatic at only 14, but no one noticed. She moved to Roseville for a fresh start with her best friend Kaitlyn by her side. But Carter notices. He was a "bad boy" with a heart of gold (ik it's cliché) . He never let anything slip by him. He doesn't say anything as their personalities clash and they hate each other. You know what they say, there is a thin line between love and hate. Will these two step over the line? But sometimes, running away from your problems doesn't go down unnoticed. The very person Astrid ran away from is after her, and this time, the consequences will be worse. -- This is an enemies-friends-lovers book and they become friends early on because I find it difficult to write going from enemies to lovers so yeah. *unedited book* #1 in talent show (29/02/24)

"Your moving a little fast aren't you?" He entwines our fingers and leans in towards my face, "I know what I want when I see it." I tilt my head with a smile on my face, "It?" He lets out a breathy laugh, his hand pushing my curls off my shoulder, "You Valentina. I want you." He leans in for a kiss and I begin to close my eyes when suddenly...

"No! You don't walk away!" He stops me and turns me to face him. "Let go of me!" I snap back as I remove my wrist from his grasp. "What are you so damn afraid of?!" He yells. "You!" I finally admit. "I have never in my life felt this way about anybody. I have never even felt it from anyone. It fucking terrifies me and I know I sound crazy, but I don't know if I can accept this." I tell him while fighting back tears. "I'm terrified too. I don't know where we are going to be in five years, ten, or even fifty. But I do know I want to be with you. I don't want anybody else. I've never wanted someone so bad as much as I do you." He tells me as he holds my face and leans our foreheads touching. "I love you Evie." This story was inspired by one of my new favorite songs and I hope you like it, it'll be beautiful. :) This is a story will make you feel all raw emotions but trust me, I think you guys will enjoy the ride. :);) Hope you all give it a chance. :):) © Copyright 2019 All Rights Reserved

"Why are you holding my hand ?" He asked calmly . Heat and embarrassment occupied me and I let go of his hand . I didn't know how to respond though I had an answer. It was weird and embarrassing. I then felt his hand approaching mine as he interlocked our fingers together . " I didn't ask you to Let go of my hand , I only asked you why" he said moving toward a shop .

"I'm fine," I state rather bluntly. "You don't look fine." "Then stop looking." He chuckles, and damn does he. His voice is dessert for the ears, his face is candy for the eyes. If I wasn't so pissed off I might've swooned over him. "How can I? When an angel is so close to me," He smirks. I fully turn myself towards him this time. "Were you there? That night?" I have to know before I think about him in the light any longer. "No." He doesn't even hesitate, "But my father was," "If I may ask, what in the hell prompted him to take my brother from a car accident?" He plasters on a tight-lipped grin, a small tick in his chin. "That's the thing, Hermosa, that night was everything but an accident." (Beautiful) --- This is a small intercept from Beautifully Broken. If you decided to read it I hope you enjoy!

The Bad Boy Is Obsessed With Me ✔️ by DreamcatcherItis

"Go, I don't want to make you hate me for what I did." he says softly as a tear of drop dipped from his eyes. "What are you talking about?" I approached him. "Don't you know, it's fucking clear that you will not choose me." he sadly smiles. "Are you sure about that?" I ask him and turned him to face me. His eyes were now red by now. I hate seeing him like this. "Because, it's pretty clear that I have chosen you, bad boy...." I whisper with a smile.... --------- She has the ability to love. He doesn't. She wants the adventure. He wants to love. She is shy, beautiful, naive and new to everything that was going to begin in her life. But, He is the bad boy. What happens when these two collide with each other and then came to know that they are the only one who can help each other with their problems?? "He becomes possessive and obsessed with her but that is the first thing that scares her about everyone" Join them in their sweet, funny and possessive love story where everything is about to reveal.... Started on:- 8 April 2018 Completed on:- 30 April 2019 HIGHEST RANKING~ #1 in Obsessed(26 July 2018) HIGHEST RANKING~#6 in Hotboys(17 July 2018) Achievements:- #103 in teen fiction-28 July 2018 #90 in teen fiction-10 August 2018 #72 in teen fiction- 14 August 2018 #55 in teen fiction- 16 August 2018 #37 in teen fiction- 7 April 2019 WARNING:-This is going to be a clichè story!

Tutoring the Bad Boy (Completed) by funfusion

Tutoring the Bad Boy. ~~ He smirked. "Whoops! Look who has read 50 Shades of Grey. Trust me getting kinky is almost every guys dream. I knew you had hidden desires! All the shy ones do." I blushed a little. "No! I don't have any hidden desires." The image of me and Bryan on a bed, with no clothes and handcuffs and ties entering my head. I shook my head vigorously. Hell no! That ain't happening in another millennium. Instantly trying to change the topic, I glanced at my bucket list and then at him. "What are you teaching me?" I asked, fear already gripping me like ivy. He smirked evilly. "How to be a badass." ~~ Once in a while, in the middle of life, love gives us a fairytale. And some fairytale love stories are completely unexpected and thus more memorable. No one expected the class president and the leader of Trouble Triggers to even talk about anything but notes and pencils. But then fate's a bitch and loves to meddle! Their life changes drastically when the good girl- Joanna Williams has to tutor the bad boy- Bryan Cooper. Along with the tutoring comes constant fun, too much bickering, lame jokes, scary sarcasm, idiotic friends, too many unknown emotions, jungles in tummy, bucket lists, unheard secrets and haunting pasts. Maybe some fairytales don't have a happy ending... or do they? (A/N: Contains a lot of 'F' words and grammatical mistakes. Don't say you weren't warned.)

Let It Out, Babe

"Open to me. Speak up to me. Tell me everything on your mind, Lara. Let it out, babe. I want to know every inch of your thoughts," he blurts out. I let out my breath slowly. It's hard. It will take times for me to be open again. I don't want to be hurt. "Take your time. I'll wait, babe."

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