Highschool Romance Novels Novels & Stories

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

The Nouveau-Riche Romance Chapter twenty-nine The brightness of the day filtered into the room. Illuminating it with its soft glow. The illumination was just enough to rouse Joan from sleep. Her body felt relaxed, she felt mellow really. It felt like she was coming down from a drug high. No, it was a sex high. Sex? Sex... Joan abruptly opens her eyes as she remembered the events of the previous night. She had sex with Asher. Now that she thought about it it was a crazy night and she wouldn't believe it if she hadn't experienced it.

That is the last thing we need right now, especially with football season fast approaching. We continue to chew out the bitch of a teacher when I spot my girlfriend walking over. Perky, blonde, tits and ass the right size and legs that go on for days; Fallon May, the most beautiful girl in the school and she was mine. I know she was the wet dream of half the school, but when I see her I don’t get the butterflies I used to. Suppose I have outgrown her, but as usual, I refused to let go. Probably because she fit my social standing - I couldn’t lose that. “Hey. babe.” I greet her and pull her onto my lap. She sits down with a squeal and I plant a kiss on her lips, which she deepens as she adds

Her fake smile was so evident, she couldn't pretend to be okay, but over the months she had improved. 'Dad certainly won't know any peace with his new wife.' "Ana, how are preparing for your exams?" I asked Ana with my brows furrowed, ready to eat her up is she dared to say she hasn't read it a thing. Ana focused more on the web looking for new means to make money. I've often told her to concentrate on her studies first a die in the internet after she graduates. "I've read all my books, bug I'm still going to reverse." She said giving me a sternly look.

Or it could just be my overthinking brain making up stuff. I look around now very much conscious about his presence; I walk towards my cliché favorite book, Romeo and Juliet. I take the book and walk towards the reading area. The room was pretty much empty, there are few students busy typing their life away in the laptops, some of them are writing notes in their Ipad and some of them are reading books like me.

HIGH SCHOOL REVENGE BY HEARTCODE CHAPTER 17: THE GAME 10:30 found the final year students of RPHS in the sports arena, Tiana had ceased to be amazed by what the school contained anymore. She knew that this school was full of surprises, like come on a detention suite, pools, a sport arena… she knew that the school was really a school for elites. It is a fucking miracle she got admitted, so wait…. the SUMPREME ONES did it. She doesn’t know how, but she doesn’t care.

Beautiful, confident Emily with her possessive grip and her perfect smile and her casual claim on the boy Luca had never stopped loving. Because that's what this was, wasn't it? This ache in his chest, this desperate need to be close to Ryan, this feeling like he could barely breathe when they were in the same room together. It was love. It had been love in eighth grade when they were just kids figuring out what attraction meant, and it was love now, deeper and more complicated and definitely more painful. Luca rolled over and buried his face in his pillow, trying to muffle the frustrated sound that escaped his throat. Two years ago, they'd been on the edge of something beautiful and terrify

“Merry Christmas, Elena.” She laughed, shaky and perfect. “Best gift I’ve ever gotten.” I kissed her slow, tasting salt and sex and her. We weren’t done. Not even close.

Chapter 1 I had been best friends with Ryan since we were in High School. We always had a lot of fun back then. We were called the 2Ryan's; in case you are wondering my name is also Ryan. Both of us had spent a lot of time at each other's homes, and our parents didn't seem to mind. We finished high school and went off to different colleges, but as time went by we drifted apart. Ryan's Mom was a nice lady, good looking but a bit overweight, I know that I would have had a crush on her if she had a better body.

My childhood friend promised to marry me once we came of age — but at my wedding ceremony, he gave my wedding ring to my stepsister, Summer Hugh. At the time, it was Victor Lowell, the fearsome mafia heir, who saved me by publicly announcing he had loved me for years. In the five years we had been married, he would fulfill every wish I had, even those I mentioned offhand. I truly believed I was the center of his world. All that changed when I stumbled across a top-secret folder as I was cleaning his bookshelf. The very first page was a file on Summer, with three red words printed in bold, “Top protection priority.”