In Serial68 Chapters

My Vampire Ex

DISCLAIMER: This story contains mature topics that may be triggering to some. If you are easily offended/frightened of abortion, sex, abuse, and/or death this book is not for you. It was bad enough that she had to sell herself to a boarding house in order to settle her parents debt, but when her Vampire Prince ex tracks her down and buys her...things get interesting ;) Book 2 is on its way! Give it a read :)

In Serial46 Chapters

My holy matrimony (Complete)

"Listen Sunshine, you are married to me and that means you have to submit to me." He says holding my chin tighter. I stare at his blue eyes. "The day I submit to you is the day I'll rather die." ••••I knew that my parents never loved me but never would I have thought that they'd sell me off to the highest bidder. Leonardo O'Neil. It's official, my life is now completely changed.__Cover made by : R_Chander

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Rarity and spike or AJ and spike

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Fixing the Broken Billionaire [DISCONTINUED]

"I shouldn't have to explain myself to you. You are not my boyfriend so you can't tell me to stay away from other men," I said sternly.********************************************************Wrote this when I was like a fetus but ENJ😊Y!Cover by @cool_reader_

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Got Married With A Kid / True Story

[ Consecutive #1 on #Islamic ]"Sometimes I wonder if you're really 14 years old or 41 years old? I grabbed her wrist and walked out of the room.Come on, let's go home."

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The Dead Poets

The year is 1959, and for its very first time, Welton Academy Boarding School is now accepting female students. Violet Ross is not only one of those girls, but the only girl in the graduating class. She feels as though she must face her fears entirely alone, until she comes across a quirky group of boys. Also known as The Dead Poets. Violet soon finds herself becoming rather close with one in particular..."I'm not entirely sure I even knew what constituted 'love,' until I had met him. Now the mere thought of him made me ache to be with him, to look at him, to touch him. I couldn't quite put my feelings into words. Even as I try, few seem to suffice. An entire sea of ink could not adequately describe my feelings towards him. It was almost as if all the stars in the sky were condensed into a single, twinkling one. The only words I felt could convey some of what I felt for him, easily fell from my lips. ' I love you, too.'"