girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly.
After Heaven's death, you'd think that my parents would be more protective and favour their last daughter, but no. My parents don't give a flying fuck about me. Well, my mother. My dad walked out on us after the funeral. Now it's just me, and my hag of a mother.
After the funeral, my mom packed up and we moved from New Zealand to America.
I've been living in California for two years now. I'm seventeen.
I only have one friend, her name's Megan.
And no, it's not because I'm loser or some shit.
It's because I keep to myself and I wear my hoodie all the time. Hood up and the only thing visible is my lips. It's comes across as intimidating to a lot of people.
The reason I wear my hoodie is because, well, Heaven and I were identical twins. The only different was that I have blue eyes and she had green. I can't exactly look at myself in the mirror and think all happy-go-lucky thoughts.
So ever since her death, I've been wearing my basketball hoodie from my old school. It's says 𝐍. 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 on the back, bottom. My sister had an identical one with says 𝐇. 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫.
I have hers in a box in the back of my closet with a lot of her other things.
Heaven, Lucy and I all had matching necklaces, which were the in the shape of a Maori fishhook, with a Maori design on the bottom, to represent our culture, seeing as we are all half Maori.
And basketball? I stopped playing after Heaven's death. I was captain and she was co-captain. I had seven months on her as I started playing before her. But man, we worked well together on court. We also loved to pull pranks. Everyone knew us.
And here? I didn't want everyone to know me. Yet they do. But it's not because I'm popular. It's because of my hoodie. No one knows what I look like. They know me as The Hoodie Girl.
I walk into school, backpack hitched on my shoulder. As I reach my locker, I see Megan already waiting there.
"Hey, Vae." She greets as she sees me approaching.
"Hey." I nod. I see her looking at me expectantly and sigh. "Yes, I took my pills."
Pills for what? You may ask. ADHD, abbreviation for Attention-Deficit/Hyperactivity Disorder. Obviously, I was born with it, but it was pretty mild. It became worse after Heaven's passing.
If I don't take my pills, I can't focus, I get jittery, and I get angry easily.
And it doesn't help that I had a bad temper before that.
"Good." Megan nods. "Anyway, guess what." She says excitedly.
"Jenny Lingard decided to join the circus?" I question sarcastically.
Jenny Lingard. Eastview High School's very own Regina George.
That girl pisses me the hell off.
Megan giggles. "I wish, but no. Noah King, Max O'Connell and Dylan Anderson are coming back!"
"Who?" I furrow my eyebrows in confusion.
Who the hell are Noah King, Max O'Connell and Dylan Anderson?
"Oh, right. I forgot you only moved here two years ago." Megan face palms. "Noah King, bad boy and hottest guy in school. Copper brown hair and greenish-blue eyes. And he's got a dimple on his left cheek. Max O'Connell, Noah's best friend since pre-school and also a bad boy. Second hottest guy in school. Brown hair and caramel eyes. Dylan Anderson, also Noah and Max's best friend since pre-school and second hottest guy in school, tied with Max. Blonde hair and hazel brown eyes." I nod, urging her to continue.
"Sophomore year, a few weeks before you moved here, Noah, Max and Dylan were all arrested and sent to juvie. And now? They're coming back! Today!"
"Okay." I nod, letting all the information sink in.
"You know, if you take the hood off, you could be just as hot as Noah." She trails off.
I glare at her. "Not happening."
"I know." She deflates. "But honestly, olive skin, light brown hair, dimples, and the bluest eyes ever! You're stunning, Nevaeh."
Yes, Megan knows what I look like. I'm mean, she is my best friend.
"Thanks." I smile softly. "Not too bad yourself, Megs."
Megan and I stop walking as everyone freezes and stares at the opening entrance door so of the school.
Three boys walk through like in a damn movie. I mean, what is this? Mean Boys?
They match Megan's description perfectly, yet I didn't expect them to be this good looking, especially the one I'm guessing is Noah.
"That's them!" Megan whispers excitedly, nudging my arm.
"I can tell." I chuckle.
As Noah, Max and Dylan walk past, I notice Noah's piercing eyes trained on me.
I wonder why.
Well, it's not everyday you see a girl with her hood up, covering most of her face standing in the middle of a school hallway.
Suddenly, the bell rings and everyone starts scurrying off to class.
Megs immediately starts dragging me to class, eager to see if Noah, Max and Dylan are in our first period lesson.
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He was the prince who got away. He had it all - power, fame, glory, honor. (Did I mention the unlimited supply of money, alcohol and women?) Yet he chose the human world. She wasn't shy, quiet or even remotely sweet. She wasn't your girl next door and she certainly was not a princess. When Victoria is hired to kill a mysterious stranger, she didn't know she was dealing with royalty. Of the immortal kind. Their worlds are about to get intertwined in a way neither could've foreseen. Welcome to a place where pretences are everything and everyone lies to get what they want. There will be scandals. Conspiracies. Betrayal. Love. Vampires, angels, magic and smoking hot men. And of course, a whole lot of "What the hell just happened?"
Trigger warning!!! Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, poseesive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries. ***EXCERPT*** Blood everywhere. Trembling hands. "No!" My eyes blurred. His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved-dead. Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother. *** Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move. At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession. Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom. The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her. On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother. She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his. But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
After three years of loveless marriage, Kira was slapped with divorce papers. She has shown him her unrequited love throughout her entire marriage with him, but he decided to turn blind eyes all because of his lover. Distraught and heartbroken, Kira choose to sign the divorce papers with bitter heart. But then and there, she promised herself that when she's back, he will come crawling to her, but she will make him pay for hurting her. Join Kira as she transform to a wealthy heiress and soared as the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar empire, a remarkable healer and make her ex-husband pay!