Unloved
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  • Reads 298
  • Votes 36
  • Parts 17
  • Time 1h 9m
Ongoing, First published Sep 25, 2019
All Serenity Turner wanted was to feel loved. She thought she was incapable of being loved from everyone. Jones' heart never really belonged to her, but Allison (Allislut) Rose. Now, Serenity is on a quest to not only find love, but get to the bottom of who her father is and why she shares a middle name with Allison Rose Arnold. 

Let's just say Serenity doesn't want to be alive anymore.

"I hate you." I lied.
He smirked. "I know."
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The Best of Her

58 parts Complete Mature

Mavis Spencer was rude, mean and so infuriating but yet so damn tempting. I should have left her alone, but like she says I am an idiot. She just walked into my life and ravaged it like a tornado. With no shame or guilt, just no care at all. Or that's what I thought until I got to know the real her. She is so much more than what she shows, complicated but worth the fight. I'm determined to prove her how worth it, she is. June Moraine was too nice, too happy, too friendly to be true. He should have left me alone, I'm not someone to befriend and surely not to love, I've learned that the hard way. But even as I tried my hardest to push him away, he seemed to have made his mission to prove me how wrong I am. *** "Tell me what you like?" Grabbing a handful of his hair and tilted it so I could look at him. I kept dry humping on him, and I felt myself coming closer and closer. It usually takes so much time to build me up, but this sight of him feels like a daydream. His eyebrows knitted together and his lips parted slightly as I pushed myself harder on him. "I asked you a question, June." his hooded eyes finally focus on me and he hums, "You. I like whatever you do to me."