*DON'T READ THIS ONE FIRST!! It won't make much sense! ~Sequel to Who She Is~ Mature Content After making her mine and learning some of her dark secrets, I've put myself in a terrible situation. A situation I don't know if I can get away from. A situation that may ruin my life. I did it all for her. I'd do it again. If it keeps her safe, I'd do anything. What I end up having to do, though, isn't what I was expecting.

She made a promise. One that she didn't realize would be so hard to keep. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Their town was just like everyone else's, their school just like everyone else's, but what was different was the people in it. There was an ongoing feud of many, many years that stayed alive at this school. A battle between the softball and baseball team, of who can win the most games. All they got in return was being able to gloat, but about a year ago, things changed. Luke Miller commute suicide as the baseball teams captain, and best friend to Sofia and Coal. Brother, to Sofia. There were now 8 of them, there was nothing better then the bond the 4 softball girls and 4 baseball boys had, no one would even think it could be broken, until Luke left them all. What was once a fun feud between groups of friends on opposite teams, now turned into something more competitive, as they were split, and turned to hate each other. But what happens when Coal breaks into Sofias wall she's built up? What happens when he finally learns the truth about what happened between them a year ago? Sofia tries her best to keep him out, for she's scared he will see she's covered by her scars.

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"Go, I don't want to make you hate me for what I did." he says softly as a tear of drop dipped from his eyes. "What are you talking about?" I approached him. "Don't you know, it's fucking clear that you will not choose me." he sadly smiles. "Are you sure about that?" I ask him and turned him to face me. His eyes were now red by now. I hate seeing him like this. "Because, it's pretty clear that I have chosen you, bad boy...." I whisper with a smile.... --------- She has the ability to love. He doesn't. She wants the adventure. He wants to love. She is shy, beautiful, naive and new to everything that was going to begin in her life. But, He is the bad boy. What happens when these two collide with each other and then came to know that they are the only one who can help each other with their problems?? "He becomes possessive and obsessed with her but that is the first thing that scares her about everyone" Join them in their sweet, funny and possessive love story where everything is about to reveal.... Started on:- 8 April 2018 Completed on:- 30 April 2019 HIGHEST RANKING~ #1 in Obsessed(26 July 2018) HIGHEST RANKING~#6 in Hotboys(17 July 2018) Achievements:- #103 in teen fiction-28 July 2018 #90 in teen fiction-10 August 2018 #72 in teen fiction- 14 August 2018 #55 in teen fiction- 16 August 2018 #37 in teen fiction- 7 April 2019 WARNING:-This is going to be a clichè story!

M for manipulative A for attitude I for impulsive S for sarcastic I for irresistible E for emotionally unavailable. Growing up, you're told that the safest choice in destructive situations is to walk away. Whether it a destructive personality or you're in an uncomfortable situation, you abandon because your conscience is telling you enough is enough. ---My conscience is on indefinite holiday in the Bermuda Triangle. I am the destructive personality that your parents warned you about. The girl that hangs with people that pressure you into drugs. The girl that invites you to a party, fully knowing that it will end early because her 'friends' are fucken neurotic. I'm the girl that encourages you to sleep with multiple people, regardless of who they are, or what they have, because who says you can't? If I invite you out, don't expect me to stick around long because I bore easily---leaving you stranded in a grass field, somewhere in the middle of nowhere, and tell you to call a taxi-even if there's no service. I'll admit I'm a girl that didn't care about much of anything or have anything to give.' Maybe you'd see differently if you understood the true horror I've been through. ----Then after a binge and a drive---I end up in trouble but that's not the only trouble I find. ----'Suddenly the door swung open and in rushed my mother. She saw me sitting on the chair and rushed over, scolding me almost immediately, ''Maisie Scarlett Brooks, what were you thinking.!'' 'Ì was thinking it was time to come home and go to bed. Instead I get pulled over by some obnoxious police officer.''

She's kind of messed up, and she kind of messes up, but she'll be alright. Just like the rest of us.

Olivia and her 14 year old daughter Sky have always been close. But when a terrible tragedy happens, it rips them both apart. *Please be mindful this story may contain triggers for some people (self harm, suicide, abuse), remember to look after you.* The second book Fragile is now up and completed!!

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My best friend watched him all the time. She didn't even try to hide the fact that she crushed on him, but why would she when everyone else seemed to do exactly the same. It seemed like I was the only person left with a little sense in my mind. Sure, he was hot and all, but I always liked to believe that there was something more to people then what we could see. And it was...

They say what's in the past keep it in the past but I wanted to know all about my past. It was things that I didn't know and that I wanted and needed to know! But my life turned upside down when my past is exactly what I should have left alone. Now if you ask me how it all began, I don't exactly remember but I know it started when I moved in with my grandma who I haven't met in all my twenty years of living. I have been in and out of foster homes since I can remember, living with families I knew nothing about. Being the outcast and them constantly asking me what's wrong because I simply did not speak. The only thing that kept me sane was my good grades throughout school. I got the satisfaction of doing the one thing that people kept telling me over and over I couldn't do. I stayed to myself and graduated high school with honors, getting a full-ride scholarship to any college of my choice. Of course, by having this accomplishment, it didn't make it any easier for me between my foster families. To them, I became the girl who was better than them. But I didn't care because when I turned twenty I finally got to start making my own choices. This is where I wonder if the first choice I made was the right one. The first choice I made was to go live off-campus with my grandmother during my first semester in college. I ask myself how could I be so stupid? But you will see just how stupid I was. Or was I?