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A reflection. Do you like yours, love yours or hate yours? There's many people in this world who dislike theirs, not because of the physicality that they see in a mirror, but because they know what's lurking behind the eyes that stare. So much can be seen in yourself from your own pair of eyes, things that others don't seem to see. Do you know why that is? That's because no one knows you better than you know yourself. A pair of eyes could seem so kind, warm and innocent to the world, but only yourself could know the true darkness behind them. There's one person in this world who knows exactly what I'm talking about. He knows the infuriating, angering feeling of the painful suffering he experiences when his own eyes meet his reflection's. Deadly, severe, menacing: is what he sees. Everyone who looks into them simply see a bright pair of ocean eyes. Blue. That's all they see. But only himself knows he's drowning in the tidal waves of their deep ocean. And no one cares enough to notice, to help, or to save. Until her. She used to think fire was more murderous than ice. Little did she know, that would all change at first glance. She saw the eyes, she noticed their blue, she stared for a second too long, and now she knows that there's no going back. He'll claim her. ~If I take a step away from him, he takes a step closer to me. If I run, he'll find his way back.~ ~I'm trying my goddamned hardest to not act on the ache I'm feeling to place my lips on hers, just to have a little taste, because I don't want to appear as some sex-driven teenage boy who just wants to claim her body. Because I don't. I want to claim her heart.~ *Mature content: Strong language, aggressive behaviour, sexual content etc.* Note: Don't skip past the prologue. A bit of the dialogue or description in the first half of the book may seem slightly immature; I'll have to edit that when I get the chance. Started: 31/08/18 Completed: 02/04/19

I apologize for any miss spelling or if the chapters are short this is my first story what if the Sturniolo triplets had a younger sister? well in this story your a 16 yr old girl, you live w your older brothers after you convinced your parents to let you live w them I will take request!!! tw!!!!!! self-harm, possible sa, cursing, bullying, suicide,suicidal thoughs, possible drug abuse. if your uncomfortable w any of these please DON'T READ. there will be a tw at the beginning at any chapter if it contains any of these tw. If I spell smth wrong or forget to add a TW then please remind me

Do we truly know those we consider as our family? This is the last year before the beginning of the rest of Cara and Mia lives! Mia Carter still has one more year to spend on Angel Island before leaving, with her best friend, for Montreal to pursue their dream careers. The only problem is that she has to hold on without murdering her nemesis: Austin Coopler. At least, that's what she thought before Cara suddenly vanishes on the evening of the first day of school. No news, no leads, and even stranger, neither the police nor her family seem to care. But Mia is convinced that this disappearance is not a simple runaway case. Caught up in an investigation that goes beyond a mere disappearance, she has no choice but to cooperate with her archenemy and a group of friends who have known each other since childhood. TW - sensitive topics This story contains a lot of references to addiction (alcohol and drugs), and as the chapters progress, they will become more serious. Furthermore, the main character (Mia) suffers from diagnosed chronic anxiety, which I have portrayed to the best of my own experience. All characters, places, and events are fictional (products of my imagination only). Protected story.

After some rustling inside the bathroom, the door finally opens and I almost drop the clothes I'm holding. Kameron only has a towel wrapped around his waist, droplets of water dripping from his hair, down his chest, and disappearing underneath his towel. I try not to follow the path of one of the drops of water. It takes all of my self-control to look him in the eyes and no where else. I have a boyfriend. Austin. Remember him? "What do you what?" His voice is somehow even hotter. It's matured now. It's deep and a bit rough. "What does it look like? I need to shower." I say back, gesturing with the clothes I'm holding. "Shouldn't you be going to bed?" "I'm not a little girl anymore. I don't have a set bedtime." I narrow my eyes at him. He's always treated me like I'm his best friend's annoying little sister. "Yeah, I can tell." He suddenly says, suggestively running his eyes down my body. I try not to shiver from the feel of his eyes on me. I clear my throat to get his eyes back to mine. "You can move now." "Oh, can I?" He raises an eyebrow and I glare at him in return. "Relax, little girl, I'm messing with you." He rolls his eyes before walking past me. I can smell the scent of his body soap on him. Fresh, clean, and earthy with a hint of spice. I can't help but glance behind me and watch him go into his room. I can already tell this vacation is going to be a disaster. -Not revised yet, may be spelling errors & mistypes -Also on Inkitt -Dual POV

What happens when untold feelings are told when it's too late? What will happen if a person ignores their friend and leaves after they poured their heart out to them? This is the story of Dylan O'Brien and Caroline Abernathy. A story which begins from now and then it goes back it time explaining how they slowly fell for each other, it will be described in both of their points of view( Mostly Caroline's thought since Dylan is an actual person and I don't know how he thinks). I'm going to try and be realistic with this story like using a few facts based on my knowledge of things. I know this sound like a classic story where they get married and have kids but it's not how I'm planning it. I don't own anything besides the text so please you can copy anything you want but not the text. Thank you! =]

Evanly craves love, affection, satisfaction, and sex, all neglected in her loveless marriage. But a ray of hope appears when she encounters a wealthy young man seeking only friendship. Drawn inexplicably closer to him, she wonders if her feelings stem from lust or genuine love. Will she surrender to her desires? Can she lower her defenses and allow him into her heart? Meanwhile, Devon is shattered after his fiancée abruptly ends their relationship at their anniversary party. Vowing never to love again, he reluctantly agrees to a bet suggested by his brother, Danzel: make a woman fall for him within a year and win $800,000. Yet, when he meets his temporary girlfriend, his emotions are unexpectedly stirred. Was it love at first sight, or is there a hidden agenda? As Evanly navigates the complexities of her marriage and her growing attraction, and Devon grapples with his bet and newfound feelings, their lives intertwine in unexpected ways. Will Devon manage to keep up with the terms of the bet? What will become of Evanly's marriage if she lets her guard down? Can she resist her desires and remain faithful, or will love lead her astray? ______ "This is why I almost kissed you last night," he sighed, his gaze locked with hers. "I can't help it. You just look so handsome, you know..."Evanly teased, a playful smile dancing on her lips. "Really? Now you're flirting with me, huh?" he replied, a hint of annoyance mixed with amusement. "About last night... I had a lot on my mind. I know I can't give you what you need, but before I go..." I cut him off with a kiss- _____ Join Evanly and Devon as they navigate the thin line between lust and love, desire and loyalty, in a story where passions ignite and hearts are tested. Hello, Everyone! I hope you enjoy the story and please don't forget to follow and vote, it really helps out, THANK YOU :) WARNING, CONTAINS: Mature Language, Sex scenes, Assault, Abuse, Rape. (STILL EDITING) ☆☆☆

| COMPLETED | ~ | Chapters are being Edited | #Wattys2020 ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~~•~~•~•~~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• He was a soldier, running toward the war zone. She was a victim , fleeing away from the war zone. He grew up not knowing what love or family was. She grew up with the love of her family. He left something of himself. She now holds dear to what he left. He is a soldier. She is his warbride. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~~•~~•~•~~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• After struggling to live through and losing loved ones due to war, all Leah wishes for is to leave this war torn country. With a mysterious past, Dylan tries to live a normal life as a military man and prepares himself to lead hundreds of men into this next battle. In the most oddest circumstances, they both meet and feeling are expressed, love blooms, secrets are exposed, memories are revived, obstacles are faced, but at the end of the day love and family is everything. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~~•~~•~•~~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• "Wait Leah!" I wanted to tell her that she is not like a sister to me and that I love her, but something stopped me. The hope that shone in her eyes stopped me. War is unpredictable. The outcomes are unpredictable. If I were to tell her the truth and we were to fall in love, wouldn't there be more risks. I'll be worried about her constantly, as she'll be about me. If I were to get injured in the field, she will have to spend her life taking care of me. If I were to die, wouldn't I hurt her more than now.

* I stand up, not being able to handle this, "You're telling me, we're moving to some hick town in the middle of hell, two months into my senior year of high school?" My voice getting louder, "What kind of nightmare is this? You're joking right?" I stop pacing and turn to my parents. "This is all a joke. Mom would never leave this," I motion around me, "New York, none the less." Mom nods, "We're moving to Eatonton, Georgia and that's final." * Trade in your Coach purse for some Mossy Oak, Your BMW for a pickup truck, Your high heels for some cowgirl boots and Your high class man for a good 'ol country boy. Trust me Princess....You'll love it. * This book is a walking cliche but I hope you will join me in this wild journey of city meeting country. * Inspired by Luke Bryan's song "Move"

Book 1 of The Fly Series . . . His eyes turn red and his jaw begins to tremble. "I'm toxic. I'm arrogant. I'm awful. What else? I'm a misogynist. A sadist. There's no good in me. I screwed up your life. I disgust you. I insulted your mother. You won't ever forgive me." He tightens his jaw before slamming his hand on the wall beside my head. "I know you want to say these things so say it. Tell me, Firefly. Tell me how traumatizing I am. TELL ME!" I don't hesitate. "I love you." His hooded eyes flaming with anger turn pale. He never expected the confession. Heck, I never expected this confession. 𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺. . . . Elena Summer is an upbeat, optimistic girl who is hopeful of a bright happy future despite her dark turbulent past. She is all set to begin her Senior Year back in her hometown--the one that the Summers eloped from when she was three. Justin Castor is the byword for toxicity, arrogance, and cold behavior. He isn't a bully by nature, he's a bully by choice. He embraces the darkness as his kingdom. But every dark villain is known to have a darker past, right? Less of a grumpy-sunshine genre and more of a dark-meets-light spin-off when the city of Cadford unites these paradoxes with one tangled story that all leads back to the past. Trigger Warnings: PTSD | Traumatic Past | Abusive Language | Violence This story contains Mature Sex Scenes

Cadence leaves an abusive boyfriend after years of abuse. She wants to find love, true love, can't live without you love! Can she make it through the lust, lies, and betrayal? Follow her on her journey as she meets new people and loses people along the way. This story may contain emotional triggers!! "As I'm undressing I can still see marks on my body. They don't stand out like they used to. In fact if you didn't know they were there you would probably wouldn't even notice them. After I turned to water to the shower on as hot as possible without burning my skin. I step into the shower and cry. I wasn't crying over Trevor anymore. These tears were for me. For the little girl who lost her dad, for the teenager who lost her mom, and for the adult who lost herself. It felt like the water was washing all the sadness off me because after 15 minutes of crying, it stopped. The sadness was gone. I felt something in me that reminds me of the person I used to be. " These characters are from my own creation. Please don't copy my work or characters. I own the rights to my cover as well and it was made by me. This story contains mature content!! Read at your own risk. 🌟Awards🌟 ✨Chapter 30 was the winner in TWC December 2017 contest. ✨ ✨3rd place in the TWC biannual contest✨