"Everything I need is here," he whispered in my ear. I looked into his eyes, only to see me in them. He pulled me closer; we were just inches away from each other his breath was fanning my face. I could hear our heart beat in a rhythm, being this close to him; I could feel his heart hammering in his chest. His grip tightened around my waist as he placed his other hand on my cheek. My hands were on his chest, holding his shirt which seemed like my only support as my knees felt like jelly! It seemed so magical. We were so lost in each other, he leaned closer and my eyes shut automatically. As soon as his lips met mine, a thousand fire crackers started bursting in my head, there were goosebumps on my skin and butterflies in my stomach. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Should you tolerate anything in a relationship just to make it work or because he's your first love? Because sometimes, for a FOREVER you will have to fall in love all over again..

C O M P L E T E D "Date me," he spins the whiskey around in the glass and fixes me with a smirk. I roll my eyes the moment the words roll off his tongue. "Are you really that desperate?" I scoff in response, fighting back the ever prominent blush. His smirk widens as my face flushes red and he leans over the countertop towards me. I step back. "Name your price," he replies, his words cool and smooth like ice cream. Only I would reference food at a moment like this. Anger rolls around in the pit of my stomach; I may not have money but I have morals. "You can't buy people, Grant," The words fall out of my mouth and he recoils as if slapped. I'm glad. Stupid rich boy and his player ways. "Bet I can," I resist the urge to slap the smug look of his face and scoff again. "Right," I drag out the word, rolling my eyes. I step away from the counter and turn my back on him, desperate to leave. But he speaks again. "Date me. Two months. If you fall for me for my money, I win. If I fall for you for who you really are, you win." I consider this for a moment. I have nothing to loose and really not much to gain. But I'm so desperate to put the asshole in his place that I can't resist. I'm a sucker for a bet. "Deal."

"You think I want to hurt you", he strained balling his fist. "You're so foolish", he groaned. "Can I ask another question?". "No leave me alone". He pulled my arm making me force his hand off. "Don't. Do that". He gave me a questioning look before grabbing my hand and backing me into a wall. "What does he have that I don't?". I squeaked at his question, "what?!". "You know what I'm talking about. I see you looking at him over the lunch table. The way you look at him when he's laughing. The way you blush when he talks to you for long periods of time. What is it?" [warning: this story does move faster than my other stories and does change point of views. THE CONTENT IS MATURE]

“What is your problem?! LEAVE ME ALONE!” I screeched. I was tired of this and couldn't hold it in. He’s been doing this for a whole year. A WHOLE YEAR. It was the last day and I had nothing to lose from this sudden outburst anyway. I was ecstatic that it was almost summer vacation. I’m going to go to my aunt’s place in Philadelphia and live there for the rest of the summer – AWAY from Dylan and his friends here in Massachusetts. “Never, baby. Wherever you are, I’ll be there.” He sent me one last smirk and left the cafeteria, filing out along with the rest of the students. ♣ “I’ll miss you, sweetie.” “I’ll miss you too, mom. See you in September.” And with that, I closed my suitcase for the last time in Massachusetts and prepared for a peaceful, serene summer in Philadelphia. ♣ “Dylan?!” I shrieked as my glasses drooped down the bridge of my nose. “Abby…?” He sounded unsure as he studied my face and features a bit more. “What are you doing here?” “I should be asking you that,” I stated bluntly while readjusting my glasses. “Oh you silly kids. We already told you. We’re living together!” Elaine announced again. I almost barfed.

Story is not proofread and I am slowly editing the chapters..Please ignore all errors. It's a story of a girl whose life changed in a second because of unexpected reasons. As there is no reply from him I raised my eyes to see him.He was watching me with intent and slowly his lips curled up forming a satisfying smile.He slowly moved towards me which increased my heart beat and held my hands into his. "Your voice.." He said still staring deeply into my eyes. I gave a question mark expression and he continued "I have heard your voice for the first time in all these days and it's too sweet." He told and laughed intently. "Don't worry princess . Try to enjoy your life. don't hold back yourself. He told and left my hands and before turning back he caressed my hair with his hand with a nod and left to my dad. "Princess" --. This is what my dad calls me and it felt good for some reason when he called me the same.And yes these are my first words since the day I came from college and found all this surprise. A/N - CURRENTLY EDITING IN PROGRESS..ONCE COMPLETED WILL WRITE SEQUEL. Please read my second book It's hard to forget and let me know your views on that as well.

Samantha and Kei were neighbors and classmates for years. She has being in love with him for a while. So when his parents decided to move to Japan, Samantha was left with a broken heart. She worked so hard to get a scholarship to spend her last trimester of high school in Tokyo. But when she succeeded, she was surprised by a different Kei, cold and cruel. She didn't recognize her childhood friend anymore. Has she lost her first love forever? *************************** Our lips were locked for a while before I pulled away. When I did, the smirk on Kei's face had disappeared alright. My lips curled upward, happy with the reaction I got. But a few seconds later, Kei's smile almost split his face in two. The only thought I could hear in my head was 'What have I done?' "Well this only proves my theory of you being a pervert." The heat on my face was getting unbearable. "You know, this still doesn't answer my question, how much do you like me?"

"Your ears will get damaged if you listen to music that loud," he deadpanned while staring ahead. (First Name) just snickered and raised the left earbud to him. "Wanna listen? I'll turn down the volume, I promise," she grinned at him. He looked at her then back at what she was holding. He sighed before taking it and putting it in his ear. "Please don't scar this young heart Just take my hand" (First Name) smiled wider, if that was possible, and looked ahead as well. "I was made for loving you Even though we may be hopeless hearts just passing through Every bone screaming "I don't know what we should do" All I know is, darling, I was made for loving you" ╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳ (First Name) thought she was over everything. That she had already moved on from all their memories and times together. She thought she was okay already, after 7 years of not seeing him. Everything was all good, she graduated from a good university abroad, stayed with a great housemate (which was her bestfriend) when she returned to Japan, worked in her family's company. But when they had to shut their company down, she had to find another place to work in. As if luck was on her side, she got a job in a big and successful company only with the help of her trusty bestfriend. But on the day of her job interview, what she finds there shocked her, to say the least. Will she be able to deny the truth to herself until the end? ╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╳ Started on: 080317

COMPLETED✅ Two high school teenagers finding themselves, analyzing this ever changing world, and building love. This is the type of love you wish you found in high school but probably know way too well that it only exists as fiction. Today I'm turning my fiction to reality. ❣️•••❣️ Excerpt: Just as I was about to seek shelter under some building's roof, the tires of a car come to a halt, I wonder who might pity the lonely girl walking in the rain. The passenger window rolls down, and I spot the most unexpected person seated behind the wheel. "Get in" comes out his voice, and I must've stood there agape for a few moments because next comes his rhetorical question. "Are you getting in or continuing walking in the rain?" Eyebrows raised expectantly. He sounds annoyed, like he regrets his decision to ever stop and help me. ❣️•••❣️ #5 in cynical #2 in loveandfriendship #1 in opinionated #4 in ihatelife #10 in nerdgirl #10 in HighschoolRomance #26 in GoodGirlBadBoy *contains mature themes. *contains cursing.

[COMPLETE] They say weddings are eventful, to say the least. Anything could happen. What I didn't expect however, was him. My mistake. It's been years since we last spoke- he drives me crazy, in ways no one else has. Being back home and reunited with old friends, was about to get messy. ~ "Morning sleeping beauty," He drawled, leaning against the counter mixing his protein shake vigorously. "Well then you must be the beast and not the prince." I retorted, rummaging through the pantry for some granola I could have with greek yoghurt. "Yeah," he shrugged. I put my bowl and ingredients on the table and frowned. Did... he... just agree with me? "In the gym, in the office... and definitely in bed," he winked. Oh. There it was. He's so full of himself. I rolled my eyes, proceeding to make myself breakfast. It's too early for this. ~ Follow along as two individuals encounter each other once again as adults, whilst their teenage histories shadow over them with every step. Teen & New adult themes Started 19/11/18 - Finished 25/02/19 ❗️Contains explicit language and mature scenes. Reader discretion advised. This book is not to be copied or reproduced in any way.

Joe insisted on me having his cap , i refused , but it was an unsuccessful move since he put it on my head without asking me once more and with ignoring my long speech about him getting sick replaying that he looked sexy . In fact he did with drops of rain falling from his silky hair and finding a heavenly resting area on his soft cheeks , to hit his black beard and sink in it without appearing again . He kissed me slowly in what seems like forever before letting me join my class , like every day with the words that keep every time dancing on the strings of my mind "I'll see you love " . He just make me hate letting his hands go . This is my e-mail guys : insaf-ksd@outlook.fr I need your advices , and your help !!