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Every schoolgirl has crushes, but could a schoolgirl crush last a lifetime? When 17-year old Martha starts at a new school, she carries a glimmer of hope that this time will be different. She doesn't seek popularity, but rather a quiet space where she can focus on her art without drawing attention. Little does she know, she'll soon capture the gaze of an unexpected admirer. Her art teacher, Dean Finlay, a man of principle and kindness, can't help but notice her. Despite the barriers that should keep teachers apart from their students, he finds himself drawn to her in ways he never anticipated. Yet, he's determined to do what's right, even if it means keeping his feelings at bay. "The Keeper" is a tale of two souls destined to be together, their paths diverging due to circumstances beyond their control. As their lives unfold, their stories intertwine, creating a tapestry of longing and connection. Join us on this captivating journey as we follow the path of these two kindred spirits, drawn together in a love that refuses to fade, even as they grapple with the possibility of a life without it.

Ana is a normal 17 year old girl , she has the money , the friends , the family , the boyfriend & the looks . But what happens When she finda out shes being stalked.

Everything was going great in (Y/n)'s life. Great grades? Check. Best friend? Check. Romance? A bit lacking. At least, until she meets the 6 boys that attend her school. Unfortunately for her, the love that they carry for her warps into something a little bit more intense. #1 in #boys #1 in #yanderefanfic #1 in #yanderefic #1 in #possession #1 in #yanderes #1 in #reader None of the photos used are mine All original characters

When Rosa stays with her dad in summer will she get along with her new siblings. Or will she get on a bit too much. Wink wink Join Rosa as she explores a whole new city that's completely different to London that's she's grown up. She meets new people that either hate her or... love her ;) She experiences her first American underaged parties and trains ruthlessly as she hopes to get her place in the best collage for her. But the most important thing that happens to her during her trip is... her stepbrother

Miku, a new exchange girl in school has been crushing on a blue-haired boy in her school named Kaito..but the problem is that she is crushing on one of the biggest jerks in her school. How can she ever win his heart?

FLUFFINESS! LADY NOIR FLUFFINESS FOR ALL! I apologize in advance if this is terrible. Which it is. But ignore me and read it! [On Hold For Now] [Mostly during Season 1 unless stated otherwise] ----------------------------------------- "Please," Chat started, not letting go. "You don't have to show me who you are, just let me show you.." 12... 11... 10... "Just know, whoever you are under that mask, I love you.." He purred quietly, now also closing his eyes. 3... 2... 1... The rain got heavier with every second, then came that last number. 0...

this story contains adult content!!!! read at own risk. I glared at the vampire before me, pressing myself against the bars of my 'cage' before dropping the glare and offering him my sweetest grin, "once I get out of her I'm going to kill alllll of you!" I swept my arms out wide, my grin turning feral, "I'm going to rip out all of your throats and see how you like your blood being drained from your neck." The vampire flashed his fangs at me in an equally menacing grin, "you can try that all you want, after the auction." I was tempted to spit in his face but I really did not want to be whipped...again. ~~~ Calla, an 18 year old human girl has always lived her life on the run, but was captured by vampires and forced into auction at a high end 'pet shop' where any wealthy vampire can buy her and proceed to do as they please until they decide to kill her. Pessimistic, rude, and short fused Calla is one hell of a handful, one most vampier's don't want to bother with...until him. THIS SHIT IS RATED MATURE in case you were curious this isn't labeled Mature on the wattpad rating thing because it won't let me change my fucking maturity thing.

Emma thought death was the end, but it was only the beginning. Through the advancement of nineteenth century science, Emma has been brought back to life, but not as she was. She has become a new person, created from the sewn remains of the dead. Emma awakens in a strange new world that she doesn't understand. The life she left behind still echoes within her, though no matter how she reaches for it, the memories slip away. Yet another force hides in the shadows, and threatens to throw Germany into war. Emma's newly found world begins to crumble, and she must soon decide whether she wishes to begin her life anew or continue with the life she left behind--and whether she belongs in the world of the living or the dead. *If you like Gothick, you can buy the full novel in paperback and kindle on Amazon now!https://www.amazon.com/Gothick-Steven-Winters-ebook/dp/B07BGJ393V/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1531195449&sr=8-1&keywords=gothick * A hardcover edition is also available on barnesandnoble.com https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1128171201?ean=9781987023602

'Once upon a time, there was a girl who hauled her ass out of bed and dragged it all the way to school. That was me.' Chloe Everett is the closest thing to royalty that you can find in Stafford High. She has always led a reasonably monotonous life with her best friends and her broody, stone-like bodyguard. Till she met Him.

(WARNING! SEXUAL & OTHER MATURE THEMES) It was a day like any other. The city was hazy and it had rained the night before. It was an early September morning. Oakley had been walking through the still sleeping city of Manhattan, on her way home from a night shift at the diner she worked at. Wanting to get home to bed, Oakley had decided to cut through the forest trail that fell right at the cities edge. It didn't take long before she realized she wasn't alone. "Maybe I should have waited for Amelia to drive me home." Oakley thought to herself, getting a creepy feeling in the pit of her stomach, too scared to even turn around to see who or what was behind her.