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Description updated as of December 4, 2020. Hey, I'm just here to let you guys know that this book is *really* old and not representative of my current writing skills. A lot of the information in this book regarding the au has changed as well, and while the main storyline/details are the same, a *large* amount of things, including a few major ones, have changed. . !!! ALSO I DO NOT SHIP POTATO AND KO !!! This fic was written in 2017, and I was 13 at the time. While it wasn't even anything I shipped at that time, either, it was only put in the story because of reader appeal. I never did ship it, and I never will, and I very much loathe younger me for including minor (and skippable) moments like there are in the story. This feels like a much needed clarification; do not contact me about this. Please. . (planning a possible future rewrite/continuation one day)

*This is the spin-off to Runaway Bride. I recommend reading it before starting to read this one.* Locked in a small room with her mother since birth, Amanda quickly learned the dark side of life. Her mother Angela, chained by her ankle, was only able to walk around the small space. When the day came and they were freed, Amanda being 4 years old, her life turned upside-down. She had to learn to trust others, believe in them, put her life, emotion and heart on the line. She made so much progress with Emily, her psychologist of 12 years but she's having trouble with the next 'homework' Emily wants her to do, befriend Blake and learn to trust him. Being 20 years old and still only trusting her family and her only friend, Lisa, she doesn't know where to start. Sex doesn't need emotions and doesn't need for her heart to be involved. As for Blake, he'd seen Amanda for years without her giving him a glance. Working with her father as a mechanic, and her coming around now and then, made him curious about her. When they started sleeping together, he thought he had her but always waking up alone, he realized she had other things in mind. Amanda's finally an adult. What has become of her? Will she ever fully trust a man with her heart? Will she find happiness or will she continue to live her life being cold, heartless like some people call her?

[Instagram] 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬_𝐧𝐲𝐜 Hey @taylorswift , looking gorgeous in our design! What are you doing this weekend? I think you're going to love our upcoming fall collection! 𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐭 I guess I'm checking out your fall collection this weekend! [liked by @paradis_nyc ] --- IN WHICH - Margot really lets Taylor be bejeweled. OR Margot Paradis is the editor-in-chief of Paradis Magazine and owns a fashion brand with her brother Sebastian, Paradis Design. Her life is what Miranda Priestly's life was probably like in The Devil Wears Prada. When she crosses paths with 12-time-GRAMMY-awards winner Taylor Swift, the media falls into a frenzy over the pair's public relationship. How will Margot react to being shoved into the limelight with Taylor? How will the media take it? --- This story is entirely my work of fiction. All characters and fictional places are from my own imagination except for real celebrities. The timeline is not necessarily a hundred percent accurate to Taylor's for the sake of the story and for it to make sense. I hope you enjoy it!

Sequel to 'Even Fat Girls Need Love'. You don't have to read that book to understand this one, some parts may be confusing though. This story takes place about 17 years after 'Even Fat Girls Need Love'. Jessica's finishing up her Junior year in high school, with her boyfriend of 1 year, Austin. But when Austin dies, all her happiness vanishes. She goes from singing and writing songs to hardly doing anything but going to school. When someone butts into her life, can she be pushed to a certain limit before she can't take it anymore? (Not edited, please pm any mistakes you find, thanks xx)

She still looks the same, sounds the same and loves the same but is she the same, only time can tell. A toxic love story between two ex lovers. The earlier betrayal stabbed her in the heart, quite literally. Once you think it's over, she comes back, like she always does, always for one thing. Him. Once again, she attempts to save the day, but always bottles it, draining herself to protect her loves and not protect her, will this time be different? Will she finally put herself first? Read on to find out. PREQUEL/SEQUEL about my two books HATRED and AGAIN, please go read them before this one, if you don't, you won't understand this book. - One of the random girls spits over the silence, "You're not special y/n." I lean forward, "I'm sorry, who are you?!" - I turn around, immediately seeing her hands trying to touch his chest, I click my mouth, strolling my way towards her. "Touch him one more time and I'm dropping a log on your scruffy bitch face." I spoke with a smile on my face. - "Have you ever had love where everything feels like a puzzle. Where nothing matters to you. Where you can feel free to be at your lowest or highest with them. That's what it feels like between me and Gally, I feel complete." "Love can make you believe a lie." - (Gally x Reader Maze Runner Fanfic) || 3rd and last book of my trilogy || #1 distopian - 15/1/24

**Unedited** "She can't come to the phone right now. I'll be happy to take a message for you." My blood runs cold. "Where is she? What have you done to her?" He doesn't say anything and I don't hear her. I start to panic. "Nothing, yet." "If you touch her-" "What Luke?!" He cuts me off. I bite my lip and pass my hand through my hair. "What could you possibly do to me that you haven't already done?!" My eyes starts to water. This lunatic would hurt her and I knew he would. "I beg you," I tell him. "I'll do anything you want. Just leave her be. I'll meet you wherever you want. Take me, please, just leave her out of this." I hear Jasmen crying. "See, but where would all the fun be in that? I could smack you around, take away your fancy cars, and you'd be fine. But if I do this-" I hear Jasmen screaming again. What the hell was he doing to her? I swore the minute I got the chance too, I was going to kill him. "No, please stop! For fuck sake, please!!" I felt helpless. I was letting her down in the biggest way. "See what I mean. This beautiful doll is your Achilles heel man. And you won't like it, she won't like it, but I am going to enjoy this next part." Having uprooted her entire life for love, Jasmen finds herself stuck in London with Heartbreak and penniless. She soon finds a job at a big company and falls for CEO, Lucas Bowers. After a whirlwind romance, the shades are pulled from her eyes. Can this new, awakening relationship survive Lucas past? Or will one or both lose their lives because of his lies and deceit?

Decades. He'd wasted decades of his life doing what? Chasing the minuscule sparks of passion to ease the aching void in his chest? Wasn't there something better? Someone to guide him away from the misery? Distract him from the life he couldn't escape from? There were days he didn't know which way was up and where the sea began. Where the skies collided with the dirt and delved into the inferno of the hells. The whispers of creatures that should have had no interest in a mortal caressing the shell of his ears. Beings he believed to be just as mortal as himself and if one observed their flaws they might have been. Walking the city grounds and sailing the oceans as easily as anyone. Blockades of fire and ice prevented their hands from intertwining. Now he balanced atop the wall. Grabbing both with shaky arms and keeping them close. Please don't leave. Fangs and claws used to claim him. Gentle kisses and caresses to calm him. Breathless words pulled him deeper into the madness. Further into inky darkness speckled with blinding light. Granting him everything he never knew he'd wanted. A dream come reality. Strange how love could spark from pain. How fickle. And how much he only wanted more. ((Heelloooo, thanks for clicking. :3 Its been quite a bit since I've written anything but I wanted to try something new. Been into making my own novels and stories and this ones an au based around the chars of my current works. This is gonna be a m/m story. Well theres three of them but who doesnt love a love triangle. Hope ya'll enjoy my for funzies story with love, heartbreak, and gay ass sex. At least weekly updates but possibly more often. We shall see haha. Feel free to ask questions or comment your thoughts, I love those Now, quick warning that there are dark themes involved in this story including manipulation, power dynamics, and dubious consent. Those chapters can be skippable without losing too much plot but I'm warning in advance that viewer discretion is advised.))

She fell in love with the boy next door when she was just five years old. Despite Christian being 5 years older than Michelle, she would stop at nothing for him to return her love. "I felt tears welling up again. My silence forced him to look my way. I turned my head quickly hoping he wouldn't see me starting to cry. "I didn't realize I looked so bad in my bathing suit still..." I said quietly after a beat. "What do you mean?" he asked me confused. "Your reaction to how bad I looked, you told me to put my clothes back on..." I stopped trying not to cry and let a tear fall. "Shit, Michelle... You didn't look bad.... I was just.... Shocked. You look like you're going into college. That's a far cry from what you looked like at the beginning of the summer. Guys were gawking at you. I had to decide if I should stay and keep you covered up or go and knock them out, so they couldn't look at you." He stopped simply because he ran out of air. I was smiling by this point. "Oh, you find this amusing?" he asked. I chuckled. "Well, no. It's just, I thought I had really changed this Summer. I am starting middle school this week and I am super nervous about not being the fat nerd from last year..." Christian shook his head. "You have changed drastically. When you climbed into the van this morning, I barely recognized you. We can't go for months without seeing each other anymore because I won't know who you are if you keep growing up like this."