The Fool

{completed} They say opposites attract, the good girl + the bad boy. The grumpy + sunshine. She's intrigued by his eyes, maybe it's because they share the same colour of eyes or it's because the way their eyes lock and they can't seem to look away. She's an aspiring nurse with a dark past that she can't seem to forget or run away from. He's annoyed with her, every inch of her but her eyes draw him in like a wimp wanting more, he shouldn't want her. She's too bubbly and loud and rambles a shit ton but he can't stop looking. He's an aspiring engineer but is setup for a different path which includes his messed up family. Book 1- Locked Eyes Book 2- Gambling Love {All Rights Reserve} *ignore my poor writing/editing skills, I get it don't remind me lol*

Do you wanna know one more thing about the girl i like?" "Sure why not?" "She looks really beautiful while blushing and she gets so jealous when other girls flirt with me even tho i only have my eyes set on her." "Oh my- i don't get jealous mister." I say poking his chest. "Who said i am talking about you?" He says while smirking and i audibly gasp crossing my arms over my chest. I frown and start getting off from his lap. He grabs me by my waist and pulls me towards his chest and lays down hugging me tightly. "Alright Alright i am just kidding" he says while laughing. "No you were not, now let me go." I say being stubborn and moving around so he lets me go. He doesn't let me get up instead his grip tighten around me and he keeps laughing. "Ok i am sorry that wasn't funny now forgive me please."

Here she is. I can see the slope of her spine through that thin shirt. She's made of angles I ache to smooth with a hand, but I'd use my lips if she asked. I brush her knuckles with mine. Her skin is cold, but she flips her palm for more contact. I lace our fingers. It's enough to make her look at me. As those kaleidoscopic eyes meet mine, I hold my breath. Then she sets her lips just under my jaw. It rips the air from my lungs. It's the softest thing I've ever felt. "What was that for," I breathe. She pulls back, lashes damp, and whispers, "You're the kind of person that should be kissed." 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 BOOK TWO C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ romance & friendship ❤︎ yearning Copyright © 2021-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

Mia Graham. I've always thought of the world to be a good place. The people in it as well. This man is definitely intimidating and a bit scary but I see how sweet and caring he is. He shows me a lot but he hides even more. He thinks he's the dark and he's determined to show me that he's not worth my time. But he doesn't understand he's all I'll ever want. He doesn't get that I love every dark piece of him. I want everything. But I don't know if he'll let me have it all. Ryder Carson. The world is a terrible place. The people might be worse. That's all I've ever known. But this woman is a masterpiece. An angel. This world is unworthy of her light. These people get to bask in it when all they deserve is to be scalded. This life is terrible. But she's making it a whole lot better. She's making it seem worth it. I just don't deserve her. I'm drowning in the dark and I will not drag her down with me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Strong language, 6 year age-gap, alcoholism, violence, mature-content, mental health, etc. Read warning list. Thanks for reading!

As a small girl, she hoped for a prince to come and save her. But growing up she realized no one will save her and that she must save herself. Now; dealing with family issues and fighting her parents who mentally abuse her was on top of her To-Do list every single day. She feels trapped in her own life, with no escape in sight. Her only escape was through drinking until she felt numb every night. What will happen when a certain golden retriever boy comes crashing into her life? Her black aura mixes with his vibrant-colored one creating beautiful chaos. Will he be her escape? ___________________________________________ "I'd glue my eyes shut just so you'd be the last person I'd ever see." "You are drunk." He smiled. God, that adorable smile. "Drunk words are sober thoughts." ___________________________________________ Hello! Welcome to my book. ⚠️NOT EDITED⚠️

There's this silence between us that stretches longer than it should, and it wraps around my chest like a weighted blanket. My throat tightens. I stare at him like I'm trying to memorise the face of someone who shouldn't exist. A dream made real. My lips part before I can stop myself. "Were you sent by my dad to take care of me?" The question hangs in the air, trembling like the last leaf in autumn. Aiden's gaze softens. His lips tug into the gentlest smile I've ever seen. It's the kind of smile that could mend broken wings. "No" he whispers. "I volunteered." The words hit harder than I expect. Like a punch wrapped in silk. I gasp, air leaves me in a rush I can't reclaim. But before I can fully process what he's just said, he takes a step closer. His fingers ghost over my cheek, brushing away a tear I didn't realise had fallen. And then-he kisses me painfully slow. His hand cups the back of my neck, anchoring me to a moment I never want to end. And just when I think it's over, he pulls away just enough to look at me. His thumb traces the damp trail of tears down my cheek. He doesn't say anything. He just leans in again, and kisses them away. One by one. My tears. My pain. My silence. All kissed away by a boy who didn't come to save me because someone sent him. He came because he chose to.

{BOOK 4} XXXX MATURE CONTENT AND LANGUAGE XXXX RATED R XXX 18+ The Onyx series continues with the third generation... "Such a little tease." His warm breath teases the delicate skin of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. "I don't like being teased kitten." He pushes me to the wall gently, peppering butterfly kisses on the nape of my neck, and across my shoulders. My body shudders as I arch my back and push back my ass on him. That's new. I felt his manhood twitch in response. " Maybe if you be a good boy I wouldn't," I stutter out in a breathy voice. What is happening to me? Where is this courage coming from? I don't have any. "Good boy?" he said, amused. "Kitten, you don't want a good boy. You want a man that can make you scream and cum till your legs shake and pussy sore. You want a naughty rough bloke who would worship your body and treat you like a whore in his bed and queen in his life." Oh. My. Goddess. I wanted to disagree. I wanted to say no. I wanted to- I wanted to- who am I kidding I wanted him to do everything he just said. My core clenched and breathing hitched. No one ever spoke to me in such a lewd dirty manner, but I like it. I like it a lot. And apple juice. ----------------------------------------- Copyright law ... All rights reserved to CherryKel only. No one is allowed to plagiarize, repost this story or anything else that comes to mind, without the author's written and signed consent.

She witnessed horror... and became one. After surviving a harrowing near-rape and watching her best friend brutally assaulted and murdered before her eyes, Aurora vanished-emotionally. What rose from the ashes was someone unrecognizable: Cold. Fearless. Savage. Untouchable. She trusts no one. Loves no one. And as far as she's concerned, no man alive could ever break through her fortress of ice. Love? Dead. Her rules? Simple. No emotions. No attachments. No second chances. But her new college? A battlefield. And him? Leonard Grande - the kind of trouble she didn't prepare for. Wounded. Rebellious. Addictive. Dangerous. A walking paradox with a face carved by gods and a soul damaged by demons. A notorious playboy who takes pleasure in breaking girls, shredding hearts like paper-because he believes every girl is a liar in disguise. Until Aurora. She doesn't look at him like he matters. She doesn't fall. She doesn't even flinch. And that pisses him off. Now it's war. A toxic game of destruction and seduction. She wants to erase him. He wants to ruin her. But when secrets from the past start surfacing, both realize they've been walking in the dark... and maybe-just maybe-they were destined to collide. How deep do their scars go? And who's really pulling the strings in this web of pain and passion. Dive into a dark college romance where love is a weapon, trust is deadly, and only the strongest survive. When bad meets baddest... there are no rules. Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of sexual violence, emotional trauma, murder, psychological manipulation, and abusive behavior. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Some scenes may be distressing or triggering to survivors. ©2025