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~Dear Cupid, I like this really cute guy from my school, except he's a bad boy and a total player. What do I do? I'm a pretty shy girl. Help! Love, Amy. ~ I read my 41st message for today. I'm no love guru or anything; though I have my ways when it comes to helping people with their love lives or relationships. I stretched my fingers and got ready onto typing once again. ~Dear Amy, I think you should get to know the 'Bad Boy' a bit more. But, like I said. You only live once. Take the chance. Be confident. If it doesn't work. Move on. I'm sure plenty of guys would love to get to know you more. Love, Violet ♥~ Now, before you say anything, I'm not really cupid, I don't have the arrows or the diapers. I like to think that where cupid shoots, I keep the arrow in tact. I help with people's love life because love is the most important and purest thing in the world. It can fix and endure anything and everything. I believe in love so much that I fell in love with bad boy Lucas Williams. This is your one of a kind Bad Boy meets Cupid, but everything isn't as it seems, heartbreak, loss, betrayal, love and everything in between. Everything has to be cliche before it gets better.

She looks up at me, taking a step forward and smiling slightly, "How can I ever get hurt when I have you here to protect me?" "But you could have gotten hurt," I murmur softly, hanging my head and feeling my shoulders drop, the tension seeping from my body. "No. Stop," She cuts me off sternly but tenderly, "Don't talk like that, Reece. I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay," She speaks softly, reaching her hand up to gently brush her thumb over my cheek, just under the cut that's there. "We're okay," I repeat, taking a small step closer to her. She nods with a small smile, moving her hand down from my cheek and instead placing the palm of her hand on my chest, right over my heart. I know she can feel how fast my heart is beating. I just don't know why it's doing that. ~ Reece Carter is the bad boy of Northwood High. He smokes and he fights. He has countless tattoos covering his body. And he doesn't care about anything or anyone else. Layla Stevens is your average seventeen year-old girl, just trying to get through high school, with the friends she loves and doing the things she loves. When these two cross paths accidentally in an unusual way, they leave and never expect to speak to each other again. But fate has other plans. Layla finds her way into Reece's life and Reece doesn't know what to do about it. This ray of Sunshine suddenly meant something to him. She understood him when it seemed like no one else did. And he protected her from everyone who tried to hurt His Sunshine. Get ready for a story filled with bad pick-up lines, twin telepathy and a lot of fighting. Like, a LOT. Thanks for that one, Reece.

Trigger warning for the following: -mature content -some strong language -fighting -mentions of abuse Everything was cool. It was fine and normal until, a new family moves I'm next door. The beautiful family seemed normal enough, but something was off. Their son didn't fit into the rest of them. He was mysterious and seemed a little bit standoffish. He seemed rude and like he didn't belong. Meeting him went well, and she catches his eye. Going to school together and their families spending some time together causes them to grow closer. So close that things happen. What happens? Do sparks fly?

"Why do you care if I kiss other girls? We're not together, we're friends" he stated swallowing his emotions. "You're right, why should I care? Like you said we're friends" I got more angry with each word that came out of my mouth. "You know what? Go makeout with any girl you want, I don't care" I said as I started to walk away. I felt his hand grip my wrist and pull me back against the lockers. His hands cupped my face and the next thing I know his lips were smashed up against mine. Stella Jones didn't believe in love, only lust. After one guy broke her heart, she swore to never fall for someone again until she graduates, she was done with high school boys. She's kept her promise to herself until a new guy starts at her school, Logan Carter, but does he have a promise too? Will he get her to live her life? Will she break her promise? Will he break his?

"'For life' remember?" he kissed my forehead gently and rested his chin upon my head. "For life" I agreed, sighing a breath of relief. ✴✴✴ A girl who treasured goodness in everything she encounters. A symbol of benevolence. She never might have thought everything she felt for him would just become a lull before the storm. For her, it's no secret what kind of a game he was playing. But upon all, she saw in his eyes what nobody else cared enough to see before. She insisted on revealing what made him the person he was. That strikes off-limits for him. How jaded his soul had become in the face of cynical insensitiveness of human nature, it's impossible for him to believe that someone could genuinely care, unbelievable even more for a guy like him.The more she seemed to penetrate through his pretenses, the more he got terrified. The more he got terrified, he got furious. Could falling in love with him be HER MISTAKE? Or Could denying her faith on him be HIS MISTAKE? An accident which drove them apart leaving one with guilt and the other with betrayal, but love in both...... Can the betrayal which represses her soul and the guilt which strangles his existence be obliterated? Will this be a fortunate happenstance.....their serendipity? © cover image - @donmashelen/Instagram

[a bad boy and good girl story] just a guy at school, Boyfriend was certainly someone. despite being rough around the edges and tries to act all 'cool', alongside his loathing of high school, but he does look out for other people. so when he comes across Girlfriend, an innocent girl his age, he starts beginning to feel his heart feel right.... but there are three casualties: the likes of Fleetway, the most popular, wants her as well, his friends doubt his feelings and to make matters worse, his former gang want to get back at him for him and Pico leaving them behind., including Girlfriend's EX boyfriend, Tabi

Tears pricked my eyes as I tasted bile on my tongue. I could feel my wetness seeping through my panties but would not give him the satisfaction of knowing what he was doing to me. "I'm not wet for you." I lie, my voice suprisingly steady. He jerks his body so it's flushed up against mine and drags his teeth along my neck. "Really?", he plants a kiss, "because I can smell you from here." - Vixen 'Slaughter' Ballanti was born into the mafia and when his dad dies he has no choice but to lead the American Mafia as his fathers only son. He expected the role to be challenging but what he didn't expect was to have to deal with an unexpected hostage. Laylah Clayton could care less about anything anymore. Her parents died when she was fifteen. She lives alone. Her best friend Gwen is her only friend and she has nothing eventful going on in her life except, go to school and go home. She's been living off of her parents'trust fund until she can access her grandparents when she's 21. Her life is pretty boring until she finds herself stranded in the middle of nowhere in the rain when an unexpected guest comes to save her. What will Vixen do when every passing day he starts to look at his beautiful hostage in a different light. What will Laylah do when she realizes that she can't run away from what she wants forever. Is there a light in the dark for them or is there no escape. {Rewriting}

We've all heard about 'the main character'. The type of person who lives through the most dramatic and improbable situations, and finds the kind of epic romance you only see in works of fiction. Which makes you think about how unrealistic love like that is. I used to think the same thing until I met him. Until I met 'the bad boy' that, as it turns out, wasn't that bad at all, just simply...a boy. A boy with an easy smile, a charming personality and looks so enticing that I couldn't keep my eyes off of him if I tried. A boy whose shoulders were starting to slump with the weight of his past and his family. A boy who believed that the only way to survive was by putting a lock on his heart and chaining it down to a place so deep inside of him that no one could ever reach it again. A boy who, for reasons I'll never comprehend, placed the key inside my palm and didn't shy away when I tried to free his hidden heart from its restraints. A boy who made me the main character of my own story. A story I never want to forget, and which begged to be put on paper. This is that story. ~~~ #1 love triangle 8/26/2019 #1 teen romance 11/4/2019 #1 mystory 7/27/2020 #1 teen drama 9/9/2020 #1 goodgirl 9/12/2020 Cover by @alexandramar1e Contains swearing and mature language.

"I want to go back to my old ways." Ezra said in a monotone. It felt like he held no emotion. I stood dumbfounded not knowing what to do? "I tried you know, it's been eleven fucking months we're dating and I still can't expct anything from you to pleasure me." Is this what our relationship was all about? I thought to myself. Still didn't have the guts to say anything. "The hell how can I want you Leila? You're own mother didn't even want you." As soon as those words came out of his mouth, I felt like something died inside of me that day. 'My own mother didn't even wanted me.' I heard some people gasp not believing that was actually happening. I held my head high and with as much grace as I could muster I walked out of the gym that was so beautifully decorated for the homecoming. ___________________________________ Erza Abe Alder heartthrob of Lake Pearl High school. Leila Grace Rena not the kind of girl you come across everyday. Read further and find out what happens when Ezra dumps Leila at senior prom? They're soon off to collage as they have a whole new set of adventure ,trouble, ups and downs mixing a little bit of jealous ex-boyfriend drama, a whole lot of making out and love triangle and then finally came love.