"Dance with me!" I speak as I drag him off the couch by his arms. His sleepy figure follows along with me as I move to the side of my living room. "No let me sleep!" He cries out as he tries to fall back down on the couch. I pinch his arm and drag him back up. "Nope you're going to dance and your going to like it. Come on." I gesture him to follow me. I go to turn the volume up before going back to him. "Fine but you gotta give me kisses first." He answered with a smile on his pink lips. I roll my eyes but nevertheless lean up and peck his lips. "Nuh uh, more." He grabs my throat and pushes our lips back together. I smile through the kiss as we break apart and dance. I'm loving this. ☤☤ Gabrielle Morgan. Lorenzo Colombo. Quiet boy and once Outgoing girl. Lorenzo, the quiet guy believes no one will love him for him. He believes people only want him for his looks, money, and toned body. His observantness will make him and Gabrielle come closer. Gabrielle, the once outgoing girl is no longer outgoing. She used to believe in trying to see things from a different view/perspective even. She used to believe everyone deserves happiness in their lives. Will Gabrielle and Lorenzo give each other chances to find that love and happiness they both crave? Or will they push each other away without even trying?

New town. New identity. Same crazy. I love it!!! (insert enthusiastic voice ) (cough, cough) Not!! I hate it. I hate having to to hide who I am. But to protect the civilians and my new home from being destroyed like my last ones, I have obey the leader's rule. No matter if I do disapprove. But all of that changes when I meet, more like bump into someone who's special. ... DOOR OPENS. "Naomi Satchel!" my mother yells as she comes blaring through the doors. "Yes?" I say as I still lie under the covers. My mother pulls my cover from my body and tosses it on the floor. I quickly sit up in my bed and glare at her. "Get your ass up now you have half an hour left before your first-period starts and you better not be late," she demands. "Mom, this isn't my school. This isn't my home. I don't want to go." I whine and beg my mother at the same time to let me stay home. What was I thinking? My mom has an image to uphold being this perfect mother who loves and cares about her little baby girl. We both know the truth. Until a few years ago, I never even knew she existed. She and my father both agreed to send me here because they couldn't stand the fact that I fell in love with a black boy. Although neither of them would ever admit, that's the only reason why I know of her. I don't want to attend a school where I'm going to have to forsake who I truly am just to fit into their liking. How can I explain that to my mom when she sees everything to be black and white.

Instantly my face becomes straight in dead seriousness as I clear my throat."You shouldn't be seen with me anyways." Arching his beautiful eye brows you could tell he was generally confused, almost like he wasn't aware of the rules. "Why not?" Noah questioned. "Oh, come on don't pretend you don't notice I'm black!" "I'm fully aware that you're black, but that doesn't tell me why I can't be seen with you!" Sighing as I rolled my eyes I explain. "Certain folks around here don't take to kindly when our people mingle!" "Oookkkaaayyy-who cares what certian people around here thinks?" Shaking my head as I rolled my eyes once again, he just didn't get it."Look, I've seen what happens when certain people catches guys like you, talking to girls like me, I don't know you all that well, but no one deserves that type of beating." "I don't like being told who I can and can't be interested in." "Nobody does." In this love story Scarlett a black woman unintentionally goes against the social norms when she falls in love with Noah a white man in a town that is permanently stuck in the 1950's segregation in the south type era, only thing is, its not the 1950's, it 2018.

I looked down at my freshly painted acrylic nails. My heart was racing and my palms were sweating. Although I was having a good time. It was time for me to get out with it. I needed to just spit it out. It's a question that's been lingering in my mind all night. It may ruin the night, but for the sake of my sanity I needed to ask Barron. Here goes nothing. "Barron, can I ask you a question?" I said as I twiddled my fingers together nervously. He nodded his head giving me his full attention. "What are we doing?" I asked softly. Barron rested his elbow on the table and shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, I guess we are hanging out." He answered with no emotion. "Hanging out? You taking me to all these places is just us hanging out?" I said a little taken back. I was not prepared for that reply. I should have known. Have I been reading into this all wrong? ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ Farrah is single for the first time in her life and is maneuvering through life. She is finding out her likes and dislikes and shaping into her own person. With her group of friends, she is having fun, partying and having sex... a lot of it. For the first time she is truly happy. When she lands a job of a lifetime she cannot keep her eyes off of her hot boss Barron Lopez. Barron Lopez is a quiet man who is straddling the fence of being a workaholic. He has worked his company from the ground up and is now very successful. Everything is running smoothly until Farrah is hired as one of his employees. Barron struggles with crossing the line with Farrah but he cannot stop thinking about her. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ *Mature Audience Only* Published ~ August 15th 2022 Complete ~ February 4th 2023

The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

-------Winter 2017------ Cover by Ellipticall*** Evelyn Williams just wants to be a lawyer. She doesn't know what "kind" yet - but she will be a lawyer. She has the brains and the grades to do so. The girl made all A's - with the exception of that one B, damn professor Waller for that - The girl is truly talented. She can also juggle between choosing a filter for her Instagram post while drawing conclusions for a scenario presented in her sociology class. She seems to have it all, but this "total package" comes with a heavy toll - more like a sharp tongue. Yeah, she has one of those and wastes no time using it. George Mills, also known as "Flynn" - a nickname given to him in high school because of a terrible prank gone haywire - just wants to be a scientist. He is just no good in science. He also has the competence to make soaring grades while still managing to keep up with Lebron "King James" James, basketball stats. Some say he is talented. Even when he has changed his major "fifty fucking times because I just can't get shit right." He seems to have it all - no, really he is a great kid. With this "total package" comes a heavy toll - more like an endless buffet of annoying verbal comebacks. Yeah, he is one of those and wastes no time letting everyone know. One thing brings them together and one thing tears them apart. The storm that happens in between may not be the hardest to solve, after all, what would be a storm without lightening and thunder? These two are more alike than they may believe and "Storm" will help us find out just how alike they truly are. ------ Welcome to the "Storm" series.

A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

"Yes, Edward I promise you that you'll be the first and the last person I think about when I open and close my eyes. I love you but do you?" I finally ask the question that's been bothering me from a long time. He leans down until our foreheads rest against each other's. He takes my left hand in his right and slowly places it over his heart. I gasp at the racing feeling underneath my hand. "I don't understand love, my sweetheart and nor do I believe in it and I know we've been together merely for 30 days but this heart, it beats for you since the moment I laid eyes on you. I don't know if that's love but it's the truth." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The story is a bit spicy as well as twisting, a dangerous combination. Charlotte Jones, a good girl gets lost into a maze of lust created by the bad boy, Edward Morris and is not sure if she ever wants out. Read and find out their chemistry of lust.

Hi guys my name is dakayla and usually I'm reading stories on here but something inspired me to make my own book so be free to tell me what you think. What will happen when Naomi falls for Matt, her bestfriends twin brother? Matt pushes me against the wall.I can feel the heat of his breath as there is no space between our bodies."You can't hide the fact that you don't want me anymore princess".could feel my heart beating faster then ever and then he picks me up ever so easily and then he starts to kiss down to my stomach and my......... Cover made by:@theblackpepa (NOT EDITED) #3-bwwm 12/7/20 #2-brokenleg 12/7/20 #1-lgbtq 3/26/21 Started: August 26th 2020 Ended: December 17th 2020

"I... I didn't see anything." I tried, not knowing where to look. I was curious enough to take glances at him. His dark hair was flopped into his face to obscure his chiseled jaw. He laughed out loud. "What exactly didn't you see, Harper?" He said my name as if tasting it. He sauntered over to me and stood a little too close. I pushed back against the kitchen counter. He guided my chin, so that we saw eye to eye. His eyes were the color of thunder showers. "That's what I thought. You saw everything." He seemed glum about it and let my chin go. He guided me to the kitchen table and sat me down. -- Harper Scott is as ordinary as high school seniors come. She has no idea of the world she lives in. Brandt Duncan is anything but ordinary. He yields the power of lightning and inhabits a world where a fight is to the death. Walking home from school, Harper witnesses a duel of sorts, where the weapon is a strike of blue lightning. The yielder of lightning is Brandt. He tries to erase Harper's memory with a zap of electricity, but it doesn't work. He pulls her from her ordinary life into a world of supernatural powers, power struggles and a sizzling connection that leaves them both breathless. Feedback is very welcome. Maturity: This story isn't erotically explicit. It does include fight scenes and displays of affection.