[This year I will make friends, this year I will find a boyfriend, and by the end of this year, I hope to be a virgin no longer] Bullied without friends her entire life, Alice Grey hopes her college time will be different. She wishes to start over and make friends. But her hope shatters when it appears Nathan Douglas, her bully for six years, will attend the same college. Nathan Douglas is a promising future NHL player. His fans expect him to be picked up fast, but Nathan isn't sure if a hockey player career is what he wants. He is a complete player on campus and finds pleasure in teasing Alice Grey for being a virgin. Her embarrassment is his delight. But Nathan soon runs into a slight problem—every night, Nathan experiences super realistic dreams where Alice is his future wife. Due to his dreams, Nathan begins to see Alice in a different light, but is there a happy ending when you catch feelings for the person who fears you more than death?View More
Rebel Two months later "How are you feeling today?" I smile at my therapist, Linda, who I've been seeing more and more this past month. She is a great listener and an excellent therapist, and our sessions are well-needed in my life. My chemo has been taking its toll on me, and ever since Caroline's accident, I've felt... overwhelmed. Not only do I think about my well-being, but I'm also worried about my friend, who is refusing to see anyone right now. Caroline has gone incognito—she is hiding from the world. And it kind of sucks because my big operation is tomorrow. For her sake, I hope that she isn't aware of this because she would suck as my friend if she were just ignoring that... I could die tomorrow. "I'm feeling better than a week ago, but I'm still confused about why my friend doesn't want to see me," I have to fight tears when I say that sentence. "Especially when I'm getting my big operation tomorrow." Caroline should be there for me... am I selfish for thinking that?
Rebel "Caroline is going to make it," I tell Logan as we watch TV inside the hotel room we were handed by Hannah's hubby. He lowers the volume on the TV. "Oh, how do you know?" "Andrew texted me while I was in the shower. He said Caroline has suffered some burns and will need skin transplantation, and... she will never look the same, but at least she is alive." "Ouch, that must be hard..." "Yeah, Caroline was proud of her beauty, and now that has been ripped away from her, but... I'm sure she is just happy to be alive. I know that I'm relieved." Logan gives me a tired smile from his place against the pillow. He is newly showered and under the blankets while I'm drying off. I took a shower after him. "I'm glad she is okay," Logan says, and then his eyes grow thoughtful as he studies me. "Listen, Rebel... this thing with Caroline has made me realize that life is short." I look at him with renewed interest and lift an eyebrow. "Uh-huh?" "Yeah, and I realize that even when a perso
Rebel Every minute feels like an entire cold long year as I look up at the flames lighting up the sky. The apartment is no longer... I chew on my bottom lip. Caroline is still in there, and so is Andrew. We have been informed that a neighbor's oven exploded for whatever reason. The fire had been going on for a while, but we just hadn't noticed. I feel like such a shitty friend for not trying harder to convince Caroline to throw the trash with us... "I hope Caroline and Andrew are okay," Alice is sobbing beside me. Her bottom lip quiver, and she sniffles. "Poor Caroline... She better not die on me. When I called her and Winnie, Caroline didn't even need convincing to come and clean here today. She is selfless and kind, and... What if she dies? It will be all my fault for inviting her over!" "It's not your fault!" I hug my sister hard, and she cries violently against my shoulder. Even though I'm breaking apart, I'm trying to keep it together as I stroke Alice's back. "Caroline and
Rebel My heart is in shambles. I'm hurting for Logan. He thinks he is a monster, but Logan is the sweetest guy on earth. After we fell asleep, he kept me warm by holding me. He wouldn't let go until morning, and before making it to hockey practice, he served me breakfast in bed. Now I'm trying to return the favor by cleaning his apartment. I know he only left me in his bed so I could sleep longer, but I want to do something for him. "I can't believe you called us over to clean Logan's apartment," Alice complains from inside the bathroom. "This is not what I meant when I said we needed bonding time, Rebel. And Logan should know better than to buy such a huge apartment!" "It's not his fault," Caroline, who my sister brought with her, says. She is cleaning the windows. "Logan told Rebel that the last owner threw some goodbye party when the apartment was sold. It's a fucking asshole thing to do, right, Hannah?" Hannah, who is Caroline's friend, smiles. She used to work as a housek
LoganMy heart swells as I tug Rebel closer to my chest. I would never admit it out loud, but I like how she disappears when I hug her with my massive arms. She is so precious and tiny and utterly adorable. But if I called Rebel cute or adorable, she would probably punch me and call herself fierce. I like that too, her don't-give-a-shit personality. When I gave Rebel the cupcakes I baked, she ate like eight without caring what I would think about it. It's admirable. Every other girl I've dated has counted calories. It's refreshing that Rebel doesn't care. She is perfect in every single way."This is nice," Rebel mumbles and tucks her icicle feet between my legs before closing her eyes. She backs against me, rubbing my hard-on with her cute little butt. "You're so warm."I breathe a laugh behind her. "You're just cold," I stroke her hat, intent on ignoring the fact that I'm semi-erect again. "I would never ditch you for being bald. You know that, right?"Rebel is silent for a while,
RebelI'm taken into the bedroom with a large king-sized bed. It's cozy and warm, and Logan throws over the grey sheets. I let out a little giggle in response. My clothes and hat are still on, but one look at Logan, and I suspect that will soon change. He is standing at the edge of the bed, and my eyes are drawn to his large beautiful cock. "Looks like you miss me," I tease, trying to be flirty. "Should I take care of that?""Every second without being inside of you is painful," Logan says, and he shoots on his legs over the bed to climb up. The mattress sinks a little under his weight. "I want you, Rebel. Perhaps I want you a little too much... It's frightening."I stand on my knees. He is towering over me even in this position. "Why is it frightening?""What if you don't want me as much?" Logan shoots back. "That's silly," I whisper and lean back when his hand lands on the small of my back. I meet his eyes. "I'm halfway in love with you."His hands stroke my sides. "Do you mean t
Rebel Logan has a password to his computer—of course, he does. I have up trying to get into it. Now I'm lying on his couch, flipping through titles of various movies until I hear Logan enter the flat. He seems happy. I can hear him humming, and then there is a promising rustle of a plastic bag that I bet is filled with ingredients. I wet my lips and look up toward the ceiling, smiling when I see Logan. "You were fast," I tell him from my place on the couch. The fan in the ceiling is spinning, and maybe it's made me half-dizzy because I swear Logan looks like a god from here. His eyes look so, so dark. I always deemed them brown, but I can tell they are hazel in this light. But they shift depending on the light. I decide that I like them a lot, and the aching in my body agrees. Logan is a hottie. "You still haven't taken off your hat," he points out, and I can hear the sound of the plastic bag again. "Nope, I haven't..." I give him my most innocent-looking smile and chang
Rebel I don't understand what I've done wrong and why Logan is taking me home. Was it something I said? Ugh. He is probably weirded out about me telling him I wish for him to dominate me in bed. Why did I say that? I should have kept my dirty fantasies to myself, but it's not like he had to make them come true—I have plenty of other less dangerous ideas for us! "Logan..." I say and glance up from my seat. "Could we talk?" He doesn't respond but clutches the wheel tighter. There are hamburger papers in my lap and an empty bag by my feet. I use it to dispose of the trash. Logan still hasn't said anything, and the atmosphere feels tense. I don't know how to change that. And when Logan glances at me, I feel relieved. Is he going to speak and give me an opening to find out what is happening right now? I would be so disappointed if this was our last date... "The mentioning of choking freaked me out," Logan blurts out. I stay quiet, and he sighs heavily. "There is something that yo
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