Maxwell Stories

She always thought she knew exactly where she was going. Thalia Moretti has her life figured out-or at least, that's what it looks like from the outside. She's a dancer, a business law major, an academic weapon who somehow manages to be both effortlessly confident and chronically unbothered. Between late nights at the theater, dance practices, classes, and a friend group that somehow always finds trouble, Thalia doesn't have much time to worry about romance. And that's exactly how she likes it. Until John Logan makes things complicated. What starts as flirting becomes something neither of them expected. For a while, everything feels easy. Until it doesn't. Because sometimes loving someone means realizing you can't give them everything they need. And sometimes, the person you never expected to fall for is the one who's been standing beside you the entire time. Dean never saw Thalia as anything more than a friend. At least, that's what he tells himself. But between tutoring sessions, late-night conversations, unexpected jealousy, and a few decisions neither of them can take back, the lines between friendship and something more begin to blur. Thalia isn't looking for a love triangle. She certainly isn't looking for heartbreak.

"I found you, in my darkest hour I found you, in the pouring rain I found you, when I was on my knees And your light brought me back again" Ângela é uma rapariga filha de pais emigrantes portugueses com uma estranha obsessão pelo ator Jamie Dornan, tem 19 anos e mora com os seus pais nos subúrbios de Beverly Hills. Ângela acabou os estudos no secundário em Humanidades e quer tornar-se a próxima escritora sensação de bestsellers. É conhecida pelo seu senso de humor e sorriso contagiante. André é o famoso ponta-de-lança do Futebol Clube do Porto, conhecido pelo seu incrível talento para a bola e pela sua bela aparência vai com um grupo de amigos de férias até ao outro lado do globo, Estados Unidos da América sendo mais preciso. Tudo isto para ver se se abstraí e toma uma decisão: ir para Inglaterra jogar no Arsenal ou continuar no Porto? Personalidades diferentes, ambições diferentes, vidas diferentes, mas o destino encarrega-se de cruzar estes dois jovens numa situação nada favorável- um assalto! O que será que o tal destino reservará para estes dois? Descobre em I Found You! Copyright © 2017 GirlWhoLovesHarry- All Rights Reserved.

Following an unexpected hallway collision, Nikki is stunned when a matured and remorseful Greg apologizes for his past actions, initiating a complex new dynamic in their sophomore year. While Nikki grapples with this shocking change in her former nemesis, Greg is determined to leave his "wimpy" past behind and start fresh, setting the stage for a tense, new school year.

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My name is Mayella Amery, and I ran away from my wealthy family. *** Mayella was only 17 years old when she decided to leave everything and everyone she knew behind and start her own life. Growing up with one of the wealthiest and most powerful families in Boston, Mayella witnessed firsthand the dark side of how great wealth and greed can corrupt people. Never feeling like she fit in, Mayella only felt alone and invisible in a house that was supposed to be her home. Now, living in New York and known as "Maya", Mayella graduated with a degree in computer science, works as a piano teacher, and hustles as a waitress, all to make a living as an average 22-year-old New Yorker. Mayella loves her new life and is proud of the little things she has. She doesn't regret leaving her family and fortune; she would do anything to protect her new life. However, everything changes when Mayella gets pulled back into the world she ran away from. Being an Amery daughter is a title she does not want, and it's coming back to haunt her. In this case, Mayella is being forced into an arrangement with a stranger she can't stand, Maxwell Caddell. Everything she worked for is stripped away, but Mayella will not sacrifice her freedom this easily. Thrown back into the world she desperately wants out of, Mayella is up against more than she could have ever imagined. In just seconds, her life has become a lot more passionate, thrilling, and most of all, dangerous.

It's your first year of college. You live in a small apartment with your roomate/best friend Julie Evans and your siberian husky, Loki. Sock lives with his long known friend Jonathan. Julie has always had the hots for Jonathan, but you're better friends with Sock. But what happens when Jonathan gets mad at Sock and leaves him out in the cold? (No pun intended) Read on to find out! Welcome to hell/Jonathan/Sock (c) Erica Wester Story/Julie/Loki (c) Me You (c) Yourself WARNING: Contains swearing, violence, and homosexual references (not actual action) The title based on the song Broken Yet Holding On, by Roni Tran ENJOY!!!

Zac was a normal person he had a mum a dad, 2 sisters and 3 brothers but Zac has one huge secret he liked boys.

January 1st, also known as the first day of a new year. It's also known as the first day of people changing their lives with New Year's resolutions. Now, it's also known as the day that would change Carsen Maxwell's life forever.

This heartbreak was different from other's it wasn't just emotional, it was also physical too. This one felt as if someone dropped something heavy on my chest, and it's just hurting. I have these sudden pangs in my chest, a heavy head, and extreme nausea, tingling arms, a swooping sensation in the pit of my stomach and a feeling that everything's slowed down, as if I'm not even alive. I sighed and plopped down into my bed face down. I rolled over slowly, and heard a knock on my door. "Avery babe, it's time for dinner" My mom said, as I made eye contact with her. I twisted up my mouth, and placed my hands on my stomach, closed my eyes. "Period hun?" I groaned, and looked at my mom. "You can stay in your room for the next few days if you want too" My mom said. I nodded and heard the door click. "Finally some alone time" I grumbled into the pillow. I couldn't go outside and just see everyone happy, and then there's me. Heartbroken, and decieved. It was to much at the moment.

After Wilson thought he finally escaped the clutches of darkness, a new force a evil came to appose. He was thrown back into The Constant, but everything was different now. The throne had a new ruler, and it appeared that Wilson wasn't alone... **I do not own the game "Don't Starve" or it's characters, only this story. All belong to Klei Entertainment. This story is simply for entertainment purposes**

Veigh Silverstone, struggling to continue living with no money or someone to help her survive, is stuck when she found out about her father's debt to the mafia. She doesn't know how to pay back the debt that almost touch a million dollars. She doesn't have that much money. She tries everything to find a way out of the situation. Working together with the CIA- after a lot of self convincing to do- they decided to stop the mafia. And with the help of the irresistible, arrogant CEO of Maxwell Enterprises, together they might have the chance to eradicate the mafia to the root. But does she still want to kill the man who threatened to skin her alive when the attraction between her and the number one guy on the mafia world grow to something dangerously close to love? Or is the feeling she felt towards him only a small fraction of her imagination? 'Cause there's no way in hell she can love someone who had murdered countless of men without even glancing back. Or so she thought. *** I closed my eyes to try to make the unwanted feelings go away. His hand on my hip tightened it's grip. "Open your eyes, Veigh." He demanded in a firm tone, leaving me no other choice than to comply his demand. The way he spoke my name sounded so sensual in my ears. I must be losing my mind. I opened my eyes slowly, looking at anything but his eyes. A hand lifted my chin, forcing me to look right into his cold, calculating eyes. "I want you," He reaffirmed his statement earlier. "You will come to me willingly, and I will forget about the debt." By now his lips had only been a breath away from mine. I willed myself to calm down. But I suddenly forgot how to breath underneath his heated stare. ⚠️ this story contains a lot of grammar mistakes, swearing, sexual contents, graphic scenes of murder, and violence ⚠️ © cσpчríght 2016 All Ríghts Rєѕєrvєd® @вєhíndthєduѕk

he only gets shipped with one person and he's too cute and I'm a horny teenager who has an obsession with male x male 🍋 fanfics...

This is a short story that I wrote for my senior year of High School. The prompt was to write about 3 things you want to be remembered for when you pass on. I took this prompt and added a twist. Enjoy! :)

A story based on the murders talked about in the famous Beatles song, Maxwell's Silver Hammer. Though, the song is about life's bad luck talked through in the form of murders.

"Stay away from him!" "Why should I? I thought you never cared. How is my love life your problem?" I seethed, of course in my head. I didn't have that fucking boldness to speak to him like that. "W..why?" I stuttered. "You really wanna know why? Hm?" He asked as he moved closer to me which made me move back until my back collided with the wall. He grabbed my waist and tightened his grip around my waist leaving me to groan. He brought his face close to my ear then moved it till it landed on my neck. I felt his soft hair under my ear. My stomach flipped when he brushed my neck with his lips...... *** Maybe I liked her-yes, but what's the essence of all these. It's just a mere feeling, just a little self control will do. There's time for everything, I think when we rush into somethings ,we happen to find ourselves crashed. Take. It. Easy. Pull. Your. Self. Together. And. Everything. Will. Be. Fine. No. Need. To. Rush.

C.C/Crying Child/Evan Afton/BV as Benjamin Kirby Tennyson. FNAF & Ben 10 crossover

As the war rages on, certain motivations come to light. Darrell Reins is an ideal soldier; he's strong, capable, and tries not to ask too many questions. But answers will surface, and the true enemy will come into focus. #6 in airforce