T-misha

Didn’t mean to drop into your board like this, but your TBR just got criminally better. “For a Mobster” should be your next obsession. A dark romance tangled in enemies-to-lovers chaos, hidden identity, forbidden desire, and obsession looking pretty much like protection. Renzo’s the ruthless guy who swore off softness; Alessandra’s the proclaimed good girl who lied her way into his bloodstream. You think opposites attract? Well, this piece shows that opposites ignite. He kills for her, she hurts for him. They’re both doomed… and it’s delicious. 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/365386944

TheA3girl

"Happy New Year!!"
          
          The room around me erupted in cheers. Fireworks exploded outside. People kissed. Laughed.
          
          And I broke.
          
          I couldn't breathe. My knees buckled slightly. My heart wasn't beating — it was drowning.
          I stood frozen, my mind screaming, my body stuck.
          
          Tres reached for me. "Ash—"
          
          Without a word, I turned to the drinks table, grabbed the nearest bottle of vodka, and unscrewed. The tears were already pouring, fast and hot. I didn't wipe them.
          I lifted the bottle and chugged.
          
          My throat burned, but I didn't stop. The liquor poured from the corners of my mouth as my body shuddered.
          
          Around me, the party went on. Laughter, dancing, fireworks. All of it felt like a cruel background score to my personal destruction.
          
          How could he?
          
          The boy who kissed my hand like it was made of glass. The boy who whispered he couldn't live without me. The boy I trusted.
          
          All a lie.
          
          I dropped to the couch, clutching the now half-empty bottle. My makeup had melted with tears. My heart was broken again — not like the first time, with Liam, where it cracked quietly. No, this time it was smashed.
          
          I gave love another chance. And it broke me again. 
          
          I laughed. A bitter, broken laugh.
          
          Happy New Year, indeed.
          
          - 3 Lifes of Ashlyn Baker 
          By : TheA3girl (Wattpad)
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/1533598065?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=reading&wp_uname=TheA3girl

StarryyNightmare