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listen, the only reason you're here is because this
 is the euro final. and while i can tell for a 
fact that you've never kicked
a football in your life, you're her
because you're rich and famous and it'll be 
good publicity, right miss meyer?' 

'you sound a little obsessed berrettini.' the comment
dug a little under his skin. 
'how'd you know my name?' 

he gestured to the big screen in the stadium, 
'i saw it on the title card.' he said dryly, 
proving his point. 

the girl's bitter smile tightened as she
 readjusted her sunglasses. it was silent
for a few seconds before she replied. 

'i would say it's a little rich coming from 
a guy that's piggybacking off of footballers
 for exposure. no one care's berrettini. try 
winning at your own thing first.' 

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IPNOTIZZANTE - Damiano David by DakotaBlack1006

"I'm driving you home. And then I'm gonna leave, Amelia.", he wiped off the tears from her face and put his hands around it gently. "I'm not going to post pictures, I'm not going to call, text, follow you... I'm just going to let you be. I promise." She shook her head 'no'. "I don't think I can handle this anymore." He had moved his face closer to hers and after such a long time, their lips had connected again. Both could feel electricity going through their bodies, old memories flooding their minds and the familiar feeling arising. Their lips were familiar with each other. Same feelings, different people. One reason for the brokenness. He pulled away and started the engine once again. She sunk back into her seat. They didn't say anything more unless for directions to her house. She could notice his hand shaking while he was putting on the radio just to kill the silence, and she had raised her hand slowly to touch his and calm him down, but she had put it back on her lap before the chance of their skin even touching. He's not the same person anymore.

Love For A Game by DanTheMan1489

He walks up to me, the girl standing behind him. "Hello Jordan," Gillespie says. He points to the girl. "This little lady here is a new student. I'm gonna have her work with you today, show her the ropes. Behave yourselves." Before I get a chance to protest, Gillespie walks off to check on other people's progress. The girl just stands there, looking at me quizzically. "Um," I say. "Do you have a name?" "Yes," she says, and I'm struck by her accent. I think it's French. "My name is Nicole, Nicole Lavoie." "Interesting. Say, is that a French accent I hear? Are you from Quebec or something?" "Yes, I am, she says. "Montreal, to be exact." "Really? I've always wanted to go there!" "That's awesome. Uh, your name is Jordan, right?" "Yes, yes it is." *** Jordan Devlin is a hockey player, and a good one at that. Although hockey has always been his passion, there is one thing that he hasn't been able to figure out: love. When he suddenly meets a girl he finds incredibly attractive, he is unsure of what to do. What will Jordan do about this girl, now that he finds his life turned upside down? *** "Tell me a bit about yourself. You're the first person here that I've talked to since coming here." "Alright," I say, unsure of what to say next. "I spend a lot of my time playing hockey. That's where I strive to be professionally." "You're a hockey player, huh? Nicole asks excitedly. "What position?" "Centre." "Cool. You do much of anything else?" I shrug. "No. Just a hockey player." "Are you any good?" "How does fifty goals in twenty games sound to you?" Her eyes widen. "That's near impossible, isn't it?" "Apparently not." "That's impressive. Now, let's get to work. The teacher is staring at us." I nod, and we get to work. The whole time, I cannot help but smile stupidly, because Nicole took such an interest in me, and who I am. She seems so full of life, and not one to let it bring her down. I'm beginning to like her already.

Stronger |Marco R.| by footyholic

"So you're a Barça fan?" Marc clarifies. "Definetly," I say. "I approve," Marc says, nodding his head. "I mean doesn't everyone," I respond, flipping my hair. "Except Marco" Mario says. "What, how could you?" I gasp, looking at Marco. "I thought we were friends!" He smirks before answering. "Well, you thought wrong" "Oh really, because 10 minutes ago, you called me schatz," I shot back. "WHAT?!" the boys burst out. Marco glared at me as his cheeks turned pink. I crossed my arms and smirk at him. "Your better watch your back, Martinez," Marco warned, narrowing his eyes. "Don't worry about me, Rolls Royce," I reply, getting up. I round the table and ruffle his hair before walking off. - - - - - - - - THIS BOOK IS LITERALLY SO BAD JUST FYI ITS ONE OF THE FIRST BOOKS I WROTE WHEN I WAS 15😭. So read at your own discretion. DISCLAIMER: Imagine the whole team is 19-27 years old. Marco is 19. This book was written a while back but I've made some changes to make it more up to date. Started: 24 December 2018 Completed: 29 September 2019

Are we friends or are we more? ❤️ {Victoria de angelis} by evamaneskin23

hey! It's so nice to meet you i am Jenny :) , i was born and raised in denmark but when my mom met my dad we moved to italy because of my dad's job and my mom didn't wanted to travel between denmark and italy so since then we lived in rome and we still do and i made some friends here as well you may know them måneskin the band who won eurovison and i've been friends with victoria the bass player of the band, since we moved here but what she doesn't know is that i have huge crush on her... How will i ever tell her... ~~~~~~~

Escapism - Lance Stroll (II) by zoehvx

It could've been perfect, so perfect. Happily ever after. But now I'm sitting here all alone, not knowing where she is. 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦? Everything was going so well and I finally had her back, for good. Or so I thought. One thing is for sure, I'm gonna get her back. This torture needs to stop. '𝘾𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧, 𝙙𝙤𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧, 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝘿𝙤𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧, 𝙙𝙤𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧, 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙮 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙚, 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙮𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙤𝙢𝙨, 𝙙𝙤𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧, 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 Heartbroken, betrayed and lost. That's how I feel. I knew what I was doing and I knew that it wouldn't hurt him, 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦. Oh last night really was the cherry on the cake. He can't find me, otherwise I'm in trouble. Not with him, but someone who knows him maybe even better than I do. 𝙊𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝, 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝, 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙣𝙪𝙢𝙗, 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙣𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙏𝙤𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙪𝙥, 𝙨𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩? 𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙡, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙜𝙤 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙎𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙪𝙣, 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝

The day I stopped singing in the shower by mchattin

Martina is a bubbly Spanish 21 year old girl full of insecurities and a little apprehensive towards love. Everything changes when she meets Ace, a serious 22 year old soccer player, who has been hurt before and who just wants the same thing as her, to have fun. Will she let her insecurities take the best thing that has possibly ever happened to her? Follow her in the adventure of falling in love, not only with the half-Italian boy, but with herself. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Okay, let me sum up." Nathan began. "You had the best sex of your life and you don't know his name?" I nodded guiltily. "So, I suppose you don't have his number either". I shook my head in reply. Nathan raised his hands dramatically. "How are you going to repeat then?" He shouted. "Oh, I'm not repeating. It was a one night thing." Highest ranking: #1 drama #1 boy #1 university #1 spanish #1 friendswithbenefit #1 Italian #1 selfconfidence #2 love #2 cute #3 soccer #12 romance #25 teen fiction #4 eatingdisorder #47 youngadult #75 fiction #4 college Wattys 2019 nominee. 1/3 books Warning: this story deals with eating disorders and has mature content.

The Player in Him by Oneinamillie

"Why aren't you scared?" I whine and he laughs. "Come on, you wouldn't dare hurt me with that. It's too risky, and I can get out of this easily, babe." I can tell he's smirking and it's sickening. "Oh yeah? Try." I say confidently and in one swift motion, he has me on the floor. He's now straddling me with both my hands above me and the knife in his hands, pressed lightly against my throat. This turns me on... "I...I stand corrected." I wheeze in laughter, ignoring the massive pain in my head. "Now can you be a nice guy and turn off the music and help me with this pain please?" "That's all I was waiting for, Doll." He smirks and gets off of me, setting the knife on the counter. I roll over, groaning as I make my way to the living room to lay on the couch. Liam Forte and Jasmine Galvin. Opposite, but similar in many ways. The difference? He's a player. Every school has one, and Liam is the one. Moving in to her house shortly after summer has officially started, Jasmine has to deal with the boy who will leave a permanent mark on her life. Kinda immature, I'm no grown ass woman. SLOWLY EDITING. DON'T SHOOT! Follow up: DONE EDITING. YOU MAY DROP YOUR WEAPONS! Follow up to the follow up: NOT REALLY DONE EDITING, BUT KEEP THE FIRE DOWN! I'M WRITING THE SECOND BOOK (the better one, in my opinion) SO MY TIME IS ATE UP.

Bye Bye Bye - F1 LS by kingdomgladiator

"I'm doing this tonight You're probably gonna start a fight I know this can't be right Hey baby come on I loved you endlessly When you weren't there for me So now it's time to leave and make it alone" - NSYNC. "Its lights out and away we go." It was at Monza in the year 2022 that we started our story. She was crying at the pressure that she was going through in a male-dominated sporting world. He was walking along the paddock looking down at his feet when he heard her sobs making him look up as she was about to jump off the paddock balcony. He decided then and there that he was going to show her the good things in their world. He was named Logan Hunter Sargeant. She was named Giovanna Melissa Bearman. He is American. She is half-Italian and half-English. He was 17 when they met. She was 16 when they met. He was the sunshine to her moonlight. He was the sunbeam to her raincloud.

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."

The Diary Of A Teenage Girl [COMPLETED] by siennafreyja

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Stronger |Marco R.| cover

Are we friends or are we more? ❤️ {Victoria de angelis} cover

Escapism - Lance Stroll (II) cover

The day I stopped singing in the shower cover

The Player in Him cover

Bye Bye Bye - F1 LS cover

Moving In cover

The Diary Of A Teenage Girl [COMPLETED] cover

IPNOTIZZANTE - Damiano David

"I'm driving you home. And then I'm gonna leave, Amelia.", he wiped off the tears from her face and put his hands around it gently. "I'm not going to post pictures, I'm not going to call, text, follow you... I'm just going to let you be. I promise." She shook her head 'no'. "I don't think I can handle this anymore." He had moved his face closer to hers and after such a long time, their lips had connected again. Both could feel electricity going through their bodies, old memories flooding their minds and the familiar feeling arising. Their lips were familiar with each other. Same feelings, different people. One reason for the brokenness. He pulled away and started the engine once again. She sunk back into her seat. They didn't say anything more unless for directions to her house. She could notice his hand shaking while he was putting on the radio just to kill the silence, and she had raised her hand slowly to touch his and calm him down, but she had put it back on her lap before the chance of their skin even touching. He's not the same person anymore.