I fell for a boy with the kindest blue eyes, and a charming dimple. He made me feel loved, and cared for, and most importantly he made me feel safe in his presence. He came right in the middle of a tornadoe and managed to turn it into blue skies. He changed my perspective and gave me hope and strength." I looked at him, and he was smiling, and his eyes were a little glossy. He took my hand and kissed it, a small tear caught in the corner of his beautiful eyes. "I thought, hey, maybe life isn't so bad after all. Maybe I can finally allow myself to love and be loved, and to live life normally. When we went to your party, you told me to wait for you. But then your perverted cousin made me feel super uncomfortable, so I went looking for you, just to be able to feel at peace again. And that's when I saw it." My heart beats skyrocketed, because this was the moment everything changed forever. "Saw what?" Asked Axel. I took a deep breath, and continued. It's now or never. ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Sophia Grace is a 25 year old Forensic Science major who recently started working as a cashier at her local grocery store - "The Corner Store". Amidst her cute demeanor and kind eyes, she harbors a dark secret that she doesn't want anyone to know about. To protect herself and those around her, she tries not to make friends at all and only go there for extra cash until she can graduate and leave. But what happens when Axel gets her on his radar? Would she allow herself to feel anything? And most importantly, what if they're more connected than they ever thought possible?? Will she run as soon as it gets tough, or will she fight against anything that tries to taint her past? Stay tuned for The Corner Store. 1st Place: GYSO Awards (Oct 2023) 2nd Place: YearlyAwards (Dec 2023)

My life in high school seemed pretty normal. I go to class, study, hang out with friends and generally just do what every other high school student does. But one day, a mysterious transfer student joins our class and she says that there's something evil lurking in our school. I and the others pass it off as just her overactive imagination. The day ends and I about to head home when I come to a terrifying discovery...we trapped in the school by a mysterious force! Luckily, I not alone. My best friend, the head of the literature club I a part of and the transfer student have also been trapped in the school. However, we quickly discover that the evil force that is in the school wants us dead...

He once told me no one knows the real him.I didn't think he meant it, and not in a good way. He is a straight A student, and everyone knows it, not to mention he is on the swim team. All that though isn't the real him, the real him hides deep within himself. ---------- "Can you please tell me what that was?" I nearly shout at him. All I get is silence. He keeps his back to me. "Please, I need some explanation." I beg. I stay still as he stops dead in his tracks. His body is tense and it's scarring me. He turns around slowly to face me with his hands at his sides. His eyes meet mine, but there is no spark of any emotion in them. They are cold and dark making me look away not being able to hold his deadly stare. I feel uneasy under his gaze, and i feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of my face. "No, I won't explain because it's not important." He says in a low, almost, growl. I flinch and look back into his eyes. I feel hurt by his words and I don't know why, but I know he sees it in my eyes. His faces flashes with regret but it's quickly covered up with his faces going back to it's hard cold look. I feel my heart stop and my face go pale. His look terrified me making me hold my breath. "Breath." He orders. I start to breathe again and just blink at him. "Now go." He orders me again. I flinch involuntarily at his tone and jump back slightly. "Please don't let me walk home alone." I beg in a quiet voice, looking down at my feet. The next thing I see are his black combat boots right in front of my shoes. I look up into his eyes and he looks down into mine confusion written all over his face. "How come you aren't running yet?" He questions searching my eyes. "I just can't walk home alone, please I'm scared." I hear him chuckle. "You aren't afraid of me? What can possibly be scarier than me?" He asks. "Well, I know you will keep me safe." "Why is that?" He questions raising an eyebrow at me. "You haven't hurt me." "Yet." He mutters, but I roll my eyes.

~Completed~ 'I'm bold.' 'I'm ever confident.' 'I don't give a fuck about what anyone thinks and have to say about me.' 'I'm who I am.' 'I'm Stella Downer.' That's how it has always been, but what happens when things don't go exactly the way she planned... ~~~ He said nothing more, he had a sly smile on his face as he ran his hands through his hair. No doubt he was gorgeous. No doubt he's got good lips. No doubt he got any girl he wanted. No doubt I'm having crazy thoughts right now. "You're my boyfriend's bestfriend" I blurted. "It doesn't matter, I respect that but he's the only thing standing between 'us'" he replied, his voice still as calm as ever like nothing was weird... Like 'THIS' was normal. "'We' are not possible" I said mustering all the courage I could, trying not to melt under his gaze. "Does it mean you're considering it?" He asked. I wanted to reply but I couldn't, I couldn't just make out words right now. Was I perhaps considering it? What is wrong with me?! I just stood there, staring at him, his eyes piercing into mine like he was trying to read me. There was something about those dark eyes I couldn't quite comprehend. His presence was doing something to me! Everywhere was suddenly so quiet. Where is everyone?! Few seconds later, his face was inches away from mine, I just hope it wasn't what I was thinking. Every foward motion he took, I equally took a step backwards till I felt my back hit against one of the lockers. I could have pulled out. I could have pushed him away. I could have walked away. I could have hit him or slapped him away from me. But I did nothing... My body felt numb. The only thing I could feel were the weird sensation inside me. We were a breathe apart. I could already feel his body heat... •••••• Book #1 of the Downer Sisters Series. CAN BE READ AS A STAND ALONE BOOK!

A/N I am currently editing and rewiring this a little because their are some grammar mistakes and parts of the story that can be explained and written better. I wrote this a long time ago, when I just started writing and exploring different writing styles. I'm a little more experienced now and feel I can do this story justice now. So anyway, please check it out and support your girl💜 Thank you for even considering my story & I hope you enjoy it💜 *This story was started in November of 2015 and was finished March of 2016. ▪️▪️▪️◾◾◾▪️▪️▪️◾◾◾▪️▪️▪️ "You remind me so much of Spinner. So I can't help but think meeting you had something to do with my big brother..." She confessed. "You really believe in that kind of stuff?" I asked surprised. "Are you kidding? Of course.. Don't you?" "I don't know.. I mean, does heaven or hell really exist?" "I believe it does. I mean, there has to be someplace peaceful that we go to after our time is up" she said. "I guess everyone needs something to believe in" "I believe in you" she barley whispered. I'd like to deny it.. But I can't. That literally made my heart skip a beat. I lightly caressed her chin with my thumb and stared into her eyes. "I believe in you to" I don't know, maybe she's right.. Maybe there is a heaven.. CHECK OUT MY STORIES! *Not So Bad After All -Book one *Love like boomerang -Book two to Not so bad after all *Too Far Gone: A Stepbrother Romance GO CHECK THEM OUT. I THINK YOU GUYS WOULD ENJOY THEM A LOT💜

High School Zombie Apocalypse Romance Gen Z/Alpha Vibes Steamy Survival Forbidden Tension Light taboo vibes and Graphic Thrills (Starts from Pre-Apoc 2024) 🥀 𝙉𝙤𝙧𝙖's senior year is not giving ✨main character energy✨-it's giving emotional war crime. Her life? A glitchy mess of late-night overthinking, silence that cuts deeper than a scream, and a boy who knew her better than God-until he didn't. Now? It's hallway avoidance. It's eye contact that feels like drowning. It's trust, shattered like glass under teenage rage. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙. 𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙙. 💔 This ain't just a breakup. It's an unraveling. Of memories. Of sanity. Of them. And while the world burns slower than their timeline... something bigger is crawling under the skin of their city. Something 𝘰𝘧𝘧. Something 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺. ⛓️ For readers who crave the ache of doomed love... childhood trauma... and whatever the Fuck.. 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙. or may be? 🌪️ Read Chapter 1 if you're ready to cry, combust, and maybe fall in love before something big shows up.

A girl, in search of why things go so wrong in her life. From tragic events, being moved around the foster system and then finally living alone. She scourers her world for answers of why her life can be flipped so quickly, but one thing stands in her way; memories from her past. A boy, who's parents are dying and is vaguely aware of his surroundings. He wants to heal his parents while trying to hold himself in one piece. His deeply loved sister disappears from his life, causing him to breaks down in pieces so easily. He needs help of his own but won't admit it. Two are thrown together in a mess of their own worlds. They each have what each other need. But will they risk it all to help a stranger? Tied together through struggles and love, these two embark on a journey to find answers to their problems. But, most importantly, love. -�-�-�-�-�-�-�-�-�-�-�-�-�-�-�- I let my gaze search him. From his feet, to his chest, to his face. It all seemed perfect to me, but there was something else deep down inside this stranger. "Why are you here?" I stood on my toes and tried to look taller compared to him. He rose an eyebrow. "My sister, she's here." He paused, "Somewhere." "Oh," I frowned and look to my shoes. "Why are you here?" I felt his breath on my forehead. "Me?" I placed my finger on my chest. I nodded and looked up to meet his gaze. It was hard not to get lost in his eyes. Beautiful. "I need space," I began, but I didn't know how to finish, I sighed. "To find myself."

***Please note that this book has been taken down because it's been published, and you can see only the sample chapters of the published version. You can find the links to both ebook and paperback in my profile bio. ***This book is a spin-off. It can be read as a standalone, but it is recommended to read Bullied (Bullied #1), Pained (Bullied #2), Damaged (Bullied #3), and Trapped (Bullied #4) before reading this book to get a better understanding of the story and characters. ------- Three years ago, I became a shell of the girl I'd once been, left to pick up the pieces of my soul. I'd decided I wasn't going to let anyone walk all over me or bring me down, and I was surviving just fine. But then I met him. Masen Brown. I call him Barbie, though. Or Pudding Face. Or Walking STD. The list of insults goes on and on, I hate him that much. He's rotten to the core, a bully, a womanizer, and the cockiest guy I've ever met. I'm going to teach him his place. One way or another. He doesn't give in without a fight. He strikes back each time, though I'm not one to give up or be intimidated. He's going to see he's finally met his match in me. So, either he'll learn his lesson, or I'm going to make him learn it.