Courtney Radford
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The Bad Boy's Cupcake
Romance WARNING!!! EXTREMELY CLICHE AND CHEESY! DON'T READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE CLICHES!!
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WHEN SHE LEFT, I was lost.
My world became clouded with dark clouds of anger and hatred.
Why did I do it?
Why was the last time I pranked her the last time I saw her?
It's been 2 years. 2 years of hell and heart break and my cupcake came back, Ellie came back.
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I bumped into a chest.
The arms wrapped around my waist, saving me from falling.
"Thank you so much" I smile, getting out of the strangers arms. I was curious and looked to see who it was.
"Holy shit" The words left before I could stop them.
"I know I'm hot but you don't need to swear" He says, his eyes seemed to show a lot of pain.
"You don't know who I am, do you?" I smirk.
"Should I?" He asked and I nodded, checking my black nails like I was bored.
"Yeah, well you should. That doesn't mean I'm going to tell you though" I laugh.
"Who are you?" He asked, his eyes widen like he figured it out.
"Holy fuck! Ellie Hensworth?" His jaw dropped when I nodded and I smirked.
"Yep" I laugh. His reaction is amazing. I saw his eyes light up and his face brighten.
"You're back?" He questions, his voice full of awe and excitement.
"I said it before and I'll say it again. Why the fuck do you care?" I ask with a smirk, walking away and in the direction of my brand new apartment, "Oh and thanks for catching me" I wink before I completely walk away. The Player Wants Me?!
Young Adult Sequel To "My Bestfriends, The Players And I".
You should probably read that first but it isn't necessary but for it to make more sense.
"So you know who I am then?" He asked, smirking.
"Most people do. But yes, you're Kian Wilde. The Bad boy. The Player. The Heart breaker." I say and he smirked.
"Nice to know what you think of me as" he says with a wink.
"That isn't what I think of you" I smirk back, returning the wink.
"What do you think of me then?" He asked with a small smirk.
"Oh you know. It isn't what most of the girls would say." I say with a small giggle. His smirk widens.
"I'd say you were an absolute asshole, A manwhore, A jerk who needs to learn that using girls gets you nowhere in life." I say giving him a sweet smile.
The smirk on his face, dropped.
Issabelle Evans.
She is popular, she is pretty, she is nice. She has boys dropping at her feet but since her previous boyfriend, she is scared of getting close to boys.
Ryder Evans.
He is popular, he is good looking, he is nice. Girls are lining up to be with him but he doesn't really care about having a girlfriend though, he just cared about looking and protecting his twin sister, Issabelle.
Kian Wilde.
He is the player, the bad boy, the player of the school. He has girls queuing to be with him, like Ryder. He was also gorgeous.
When he notices Issabelle for the first time, he thinks she is beautiful.
With heart break, dark daunting pasts and bright, fun futures, Kian and Issabelle find themselves finding themselves getting closer and closer.
Closer than ever. My Bad Boy Neighbour
Young Adult Chad has been my neighbour for as long as I can remember. We practically grew up together since our parents were the best of friends. Out side of school, he would tease me and inside of school, he'd ignore me. He was the most confusing but hottest guy I knew. No lie. He was gorgeous with his chocolate brown eyes and soft black hair. It was all too good to be true though. He seemed almost perfect, apart from the fact he is the baddest bad boy in our school. He was a major player and could get any girl whenever he wanted.
And me? I'm Lucy. I'm just an average girl, it's not like i have boys dropping at my feet but I do have a few boys who have liked me. Unlike most of the female population, I don't spend my time getting dressed up to impress Chad. Instead, I spend my time reading books, even writing them!
Any who, my life was completely fine until my bad boy neighbour started acting a little stranger than usual.
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"Chad! Stop!" I shout, letting out an embarrassing squeal before I burst out laughing.
"No Lucy, I'm never going to stop" he says seriously, his eyes looking into mine.
I did a double take.
"W-What?" I choke out, looking up at him. My eyes were wide when I heard his next words.
"I'm never going to stop telling you because it's true" he says, his eyes were burning with so much sincerity and awe, it made me blush.
"I'm never going to stop telling you the truth" His BabyGirl
Young Adult Tyrell Winter is the bad boy of the school. Unlike any other cliche bad boy, he doesn't have random hookups. He respects most girls. Well, the girls that don't throw themselves on him, especially when he says no. Tyrell always has his guard up, that's what he had been told to do his whole life by his father.
However, when the new girl, Charlotte Johnson, bumps into him, his guard is (unwillingly) let down.
She belonged to him, whether she, or anyone else, liked it or not. You might like
Invisible To Her Bully
Dea B Unlike her twin brother, Jackson, Jessa struggled with her weight and very few friends. Jackson was an athlete and the epitome of popularity, while Jessa felt invisible.
Noah was the quintessential "It" guy at school-charismatic, well-liked, and undeniably handsome. To make matters worse, he was Jackson's best friend and Jessa's biggest bully.
During their senior year, Jessa decides it was time for her to gain some self-confidence, find her true beauty and not be the invisible twin.
As Jessa transformed, she begins to catch the eye of everyone around her, especially Noah.
Noah, initially blinded by his perception of Jessa as merely Jackson's sister, started to see her in a new light. How did she become the captivating woman invading his thoughts? When did she become the object of his fantasies?
Join Jessa on her journey from being the class joke to a confident, desirable young woman, surprising even Noah as she reveals the incredible person she has always been inside. The Ninety-Ninth Goodbye
Gavin The ninety-ninth time Jax Little broke my heart was the last time. We were the golden couple of Northgate High, our future perfectly mapped out for UCLA. But in our senior year, he fell for a new girl, Catalina, and our love story became a sick, exhausting dance of his betrayals and my empty threats to leave.
At a graduation party, Catalina "accidentally" pulled me into the pool with her. Jax dove in without a second's hesitation. He swam right past me as I struggled, wrapped his arms around Catalina, and pulled her to safety.
As he helped her out to the cheers of his friends, he glanced back at me, my body shivering and my mascara running in black rivers.
"Your life isn't my problem anymore," he said, his voice as cold as the water I was drowning in.
That night, something inside me finally shattered. I went home, opened my laptop, and clicked the button that confirmed my admission.
Not to UCLA with him, but to NYU, an entire country away. The Price of Unrequited Love
Gavin Eighteen days after giving up on Brendan Maynard, Jayde Rosario cut off her waist-length hair and called her father, announcing her decision to move to California and attend UC Berkeley.
Her father, surprised, asked about the sudden change, reminding her how she' d always insisted on staying with Brendan. Jayde forced a laugh, revealing the painful truth: Brendan was getting married, and she, his stepsister, could no longer cling to him.
That night, she tried to tell Brendan about her college acceptance, but his fiancée, Chloie Ellis, interrupted with a bubbly call, and Brendan' s tender words to Chloie twisted a knife in Jayde' s heart. She remembered how his tenderness used to be hers alone, how he had protected her, and how she had poured out her heart to him in a diary and a love letter, only for him to explode, tearing the letter and yelling, "I'm your brother!"
He had stormed out, leaving her to painstakingly tape the shredded pieces back together. Her love, however, didn't die, not even when he brought Chloie home and told her to call her "sister-in-law."
Now, she understood. She had to put that fire out herself. She had to dig Brendan out of her heart. My High School Crush
vee0821 "Remember me?" He said smirking from the side lightly then pressed his lips together in a dark-slow motion.
"Of course, how can I not forget about my brother's best friend."
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If something is meant to happen, even if it seems impossible, circumstances will fall into place that forces that thing to happen. How do we allow fate to find its way into our life without despairing?
Started as high school crushes: Jade and Elijah have always wanted to be with each other from the jump. Fast forward to their college years, they both decided to give a shot of dating. But of course, it failed due to Jade's brother, Jacob with his ignorant and petty personality and who happens to be Elijah's best friend.
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How can two people could find one another in the craziness, in the continuance, and yet, somehow fall into a rhythm obstacles that occur in their lives?
How is it possible for them to be so apart yet their souls are still connected to one another?
And how, and if, they could ever find that same ticking beat again?
If two hearts are meant to be together, no matter how long it takes, how far they go, how tough it seems, fate will bring them together to share their love forever. My Daddy and Uncles
Flying Soul 🦋 “Alina, you will get late for school again” I heard Dad banging on my door.
“Last 10 min” I mumble, but my eyes widen. I was with Uncle Harrison. Did Dad find us?
“Alina…” I opened my eyes, I was in my room and Harrison was looking at me with a warm smile wearing his signature suit.
“I am taking a bath” I yelled.
“Come fast, your breakfast is ready,” Dad said before leaving.
“Good morning” Uncle Harrison came to bed cupping my face he kissed me.
“Good morning” I whispered on his lips.
“When did you bring me here,” I asked.
“You were sleeping,” He said, scooping me in his arms and entering my bathroom.
“This hide and seek is terrible” I sighed.
“But it's fun” He chuckled.
Author Note...
Hello dear Readers,
Meet Alina and her family.
The story of love, care, romance and lots of suspense.. My Best Friends, My Worst Enemies
Gavin The last thing I remembered was Chloe's voice, sharp and gleeful, slicing through the haze of my headache: "They never loved you, Ava. Not Liam, not Noah. It was always me."
Her words were a hammer blow, each one a nail in the coffin of my life, a searing supernova of agony that exploded behind my eyes before everything faded to black.
I gasped, sitting bolt upright in my childhood bed, my unlined hands proof of a terrifying truth: I was back, the calendar on my desk screaming September 5th, senior year, before the nightmare truly began.
The reel of my first life rewound in fast-forward: Stanford, the calculated betrayals by Liam and Noah, Chloe's venomous strings, the engineered vasectomies, my promising career systematically destroyed, and the aneurysm that ended it all.
This was impossible, a future I'd already lived, a death I'd already died, yet the worn duvet felt real, the scent of my mother's pancakes too vibrant—a second chance, if I dared to seize it, to change everything.
My fingers flew across the keyboard, deleting Stanford from my early college applications and replacing it with MIT—my true dream, the one they had ruthlessly crushed.
Just then, the doorbell rang, and through the frosted glass, I saw them: Liam Walker, Noah Chen, and Chloe Jenkins, the architects of my past ruin, their bright smiles and feigned innocence an instant surge of cold dread. No Sweet Sixteen Only Bitter Betrayal
Gavin My Sweet Sixteen was supposed to be a dream.
I was Scarlett, a golden child, engaged to my childhood sweetheart Julian, and protected by my powerful brother Ethan.
Our lives were perfectly aligned, part of an influential dynasty.
But then, a science experiment gone wrong left me disfigured and screaming.
The intern, Brianna, who caused it, seemed to vanish, destined for jail.
My brother and fiancé swore revenge, their initial protectiveness a comforting blanket.
Yet, strange, mocking voices whispered in my head: "They're impressed by her. They'll fall for her. Hard."
Soon, Brianna was "sick," and Ethan and Julian abandoned my hospital bedside to rush to hers.
My calls went to voicemail, my care diminished, and then I was framed for attacking her.
Julian dissolved our engagement, calling me unstable.
I was banished to a forgotten wing, then a rundown halfway house, forced into grueling labor.
The lowest point came when they held me under icy water, demanding an apology for a crime I didn't commit.
Why abandon me, their Scarlett, for this woman who ruined my life?
Was I just an inconvenience, a damaged relic of a past they wanted to forget?
The voices in my head revealed the shocking truth: "It was a diversion. You were a pawn. Everything – your suffering – was a strategic move."
My pain wasn't about love or betrayal; it was a cold, calculated sacrifice for power.
With this sickening clarity, I refused their hollow apologies and offers to "restore" my life.
I walked away from their gilded cage, leaving my old self and their lies behind.
Now, free from their toxic influence, I begin a new chapter, far from the corrupt city, ready to redefine my own destiny. Reborn to Save My Dad
Gavin My Harvard acceptance letter felt like a golden ticket, a one-way out of this dead-end town.
That Friday night, after the football game, all I wanted was to help my dad close his auto shop.
But then I heard a muffled sob.
It was Jessica Miller, the head cheerleader, trapped by star quarterback Bryce Vanderbilt.
My dad taught me: "You see something wrong, you make it right."
So, I intervened.
That act of courage cost me everything.
Jessica pointed me out to the police: "He' s the one who attacked me."
My scholarship was rescinded for "moral turpitude."
My name was dragged through the mud.
The stress killed my father, the only man who believed me.
Months later, at a gas station, I confronted Jessica and Bryce.
He shoved me into traffic.
And then, nothing.
I woke up expecting hell, but instead, I was back in the high school parking lot.
The Friday night lights buzzed.
The Harvard letter was in my pocket.
And then I heard it again: Jessica's muffled cry.
The trauma of my first life crashed over me.
Last time, I sacrificed everything for a lie.
This time, I knew what to do.
I turned around, put my hands in my pockets, and walked away.
My father was alive right now.
And my only job was to keep him that way.
This time, justice would look very different. Seventeen Again: This Time, I Win
Gavin I dreamed of perfect prom nights and Ivy League acceptance letters, with my ideal boyfriend, Kevin Johnson, by my side.
But that dream turned into a living hell when he systematically sabotaged my SAT scores, stole my chance at my top-choice university, and sabotaged a crucial scholarship.
The ultimate betrayal came when he coerced me into enduring a painful, life-altering medical procedure for his new girlfriend, Tiffany, condemning me to years of chronic pain, crushing debt, and a future that utterly derailed.
My life was shattered, reduced to a hollow, suffering existence.
I was nothing more than a disposable pawn in his cruel, calculating game, my body and dreams sacrificed so he could appease another girl.
The bitter injustice festered, scarring me to my very core.
Then, the familiar fluorescent hum of Northwood High' s hallway surrounded me, and I was seventeen again, knowing every single devastating move he was about to make.
This time, I wasn't the naive girl he could break.
This time, I knew everything.
And this time, I would rewrite my entire destiny. 
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