Novels by Bauxmollywrites

Emily.It's been two hours since I've been back at the Kingsley mansion, playing games and goofing off with my little guy when a distraught looking Alex rushed into the room, mumbling and grunting under his breath about Jasmine which is what brings me to my current situation.“Jasmine?” I call while my knuckles bang against the wooden door, waiting for her to answer or at least open the damn thing. “Are you alright in there?” I ask.As expected I don't get a reply back. “Alright. I'm coming inside now, okay?” I say, pushing open the door.And the sight I'm met with only hurts my heart more. I hate to see my strong, sassy bestfriend looking so. . . down and out of it with tears running down her face while she whimpers, her fingers clutched around something.“Jasmine. . . are you okay?” I walk towards the unmade bed.

Emily.I stay wrapped up in Ashers arms with his hands slowly brushing my back and hair, for as long as I can. I welcome the feeling that he gives off. . . the feeling of love.I know we're ruined and broken beyond repair. I know, I knew, our love wasn't strong enough for the battle that is my parents but as much as I hate to deny or admit it, I love Asher Blackwell. I love him so much that it's going to hurt me tenfold when I leave again.“I had to leave.” I breath out into the silence.“With my parents forcing me into a marriage and making me into some sort of deal to my friends all being to high up and to the guy that I was madly in love with hurting me like that. . . I just. . . I didn't know what to do. It was all too much for me. It was the last straw.” I state.“I wish you didn't run. I wish you had done what the old El

Emily.Black, grey and white are the themed colors throughout his house. I've always known he liked the colour black. It's dark and mysterious. I like it. I remember him saying.I enter his kitchen and fall in love with how amazing it looks. Who knew the young Blackwell knew his color schemes and designs so well. You knew. A reminds me and that voice isn't lying. Of course I knew.Asher has alot of talents but his main focus has always been to sing. He loved him but he was never allowed to persue it because of the Blackwell heir.Their business folk, men and women, not musicians who take drugs and party their life's away. They have a reputation to uphold. Ashers father told him that after he had beated him and broke his instruments.I remember aiding Asher on days and nights when his father got mad at him especially when he would sing.&

Emily.I spot the door as soon as I enter through the living room and relief floods through me. I grab onto the black handle and yank it open and when it clicks. I silently thank the heavens for it not being locked.The door doesn't stay open for long because soon Asher has his hands slapping against the wood and closing it shut, not allowing me to open it again.What the fuck is his problem?I groan out in frustration when his another hand grabs me and spins me around to face a furious looking Asher. I roll my eyes at him, I want to leave, I don't want to be here with him, near him or anywhere with him.His hold on my arm tightens when he notices me struggling and trying to get out of his grip, but it's no use.“Let me go!” I snap.Did he not ask me to leave a few minutes ago?&ldq

Emily.I hadn't realized that I've fallen asleep until I'm awaken by light finger movements on my face. It's ticklish and annoying. The person touching me is doing it so softly and gently.They were caressing my face, this much I knew, because they weren't doing it to wake me or annoy me. It was more of a loving, caring and gentle touch and even though I was annoyed by it at first, I welcomed the touch and feel of the it by humming and leaning closer towards it.When the light touching stops, my eyes flutter open and I'm met with dark green ones staring back at me.“Hi.” I murmur, lazily smiling up at him.“Good morning Beautiful.” His husky voice greets and he smiles back, “Sleep good?” He asks, pulling me closer to him.I hum out a response, nodding my head as I snuggle closer to him and his warm b

Asher.Elizabeth has always been so delicate and fragile. It only makes my body and mind intrigued to the point where every single being of me craves her.I tainted her. I know I did.I never could stop myself when it came to the dark haired beauty. I still can't seem to stop myself. She consumes me that way. She's my energy and magnet. She continues to pull me through the darkness and wrap me in her light. She always seems to save me and make me whole.Her small body lies underneath me, almost waiting for my loving. The need to shove myself inside her and take her hard and rough is almost overpowering. But I know control.I need to be slow and gentle with my innocent girl. I can't hurt her. . . not again. I know she's never been with anyone else in these last years being away from me. I know she's way to absorbed in me to allow anyone else to touc

Sophia.Lily had always been my best friend for years and years as you most probably know already but my god, I've never laughed so hard and much like this with her or with any one of my other friends.My stomach hurts so much that my hands are barely clutching onto it to ease the pain and my eyes have tears falling and rolling down my face. I probably look like a clown right now but I honestly couldn't care a damn about that when everything hurts from laughing too much.“You are crazy.” I finally wheeze out, barely able to breathe.King moves away from me, a smug and very proud smirk on his face. “Definitely.” He says as if he did not just tell me a lame joke that had us both cracking up.It takes us minutes to finally calm down, no heavy breathing, and no rapid heart racing. Everything is cool and comfortable for a long moment

Sophia.The sunlight that beams into the room, directly striking my face is what has me fully awakening— well that and the fact that someone is gently caressing my face.“Good morning, beautiful.” King murmurs as soon as my eyes flicker open and connect with his ones.I lazily smile up at him, god waking up to such beauty has my heart fluttering in my chest, and he is quick to return the gesture before leaning down to kiss my forehead, at this, I blush and turn away. “Good morning.” I look back at him and frown. “Why are you up so early?” I ask as I push myself to sit up and lean against the headboard.His eyes hold amusement while watching me and his lips lightly lift upwards into a cheesy grin. “It's around ten.” He slowly says and shrugs, staring at me.“But Lily was meant t—”“I

Sophia.The wind blows and the sky glows.Its coloration is bright and beautiful, a deadly combination because it always seems to have everyone hooked, it is beautiful and somehow sunsets and sunrises always seem to bring me a certain calmness.And this sunset is not different from that factor, the only difference is that this has to be one of the most beautiful sunsets I had lied my eyes on.Maybe it's because I'm in an unknown island or maybe it's because finally, I've gotten my best friends to watch the sunset with me or maybe it's because I'm surrounded by a thousand strangers, in an unknown island, with all this beauty surrounding me but in my mind there is one person I wish to have been with, watching this sunset.We arrived in Santorini late last night and awake early this morning, Lily's brilliant idea to explore the city has us, Jake and I, t

Sophia.I've never told anyone about my mother's death, the depth of it, only the closest people to me knew what went wrong so when I told Lily that I spilled the news to King, to say she was shocked would be an understatement.“You're finally growing and letting go. I'm so proud of you!” She squealed in my ear before running off.I wanted to tell her that she should stop doing that, squealing in my ear like a mad man, I mean, I might lose my eardrums because of it but I knew she wouldn't listen. She's much too of an excited chap to think about it when she is excited and maybe I secretly like that about her.“Are you going to get on the plane or do I have to really shove you up these stairs this time?” King snickers from behind me, I roll my eyes at his question and shake my head with a small smile playing on my lips.Lily's voice sh

Sophia.“She keeps calling, maybe you should just answer and get it over with?” Lily says again, she's a bit sober now, and I groan because a sober best friend is a right best friend. “Or text her, tell her you're busy or something.” She adds.I nod my head and reach for my phone, I answer accept and start walking towards the car park for more privacy since it's most likely going to be deserted, considering the lake is almost too crowded right now, and my corrections are absolutely right when I find the place empty, not a living person in sight, well besides myself.“Roxanne?” I say into the phone that awaits my doom of an aunt who won't leave me alone! “I was asleep, what do you want?” I ask when she doesn't respond.“Ah, Sophia, how are you doing? I would say I'm sorry for disturbing your sleep but from the bac

Sophia.My mouth is gaping and my eyes widen into huge saucers, I stare at him in utter shock and I feel something inside of me tighten.“W—what?” I mumble.I stare down at the hard ground, my eyebrows furrowing and my heart racing as my mind starts playing of different scenes and then I scoff, of course, this is what this whole thing is, how can I be stupid? To even think that a guy like him would even remotely like a girl like me.“Okay,” I say, breathing out deeply.I quickly move my hands away from his and stand up, dusting myself off and moving away from him. I stare down at the path we just walked up and sigh.“What are you doing?” His voice stops me when I start to trek down the long pathway but I ignore him, I focus on the trees around and while silently forcing myself not to cry.