Lei è la sorellina del migliore amico di lui. Ha 12 anni meno di lui. E non dovrebbe neanche guardarla. Ma anche se il loro è un amore impossibile e proibito, si rincorrono e si appartengono da sempre, fino a quando si ritrovano a dover vivere e lavorare insieme per tutta l'estate. * AGE GAP MIGLIORE AMICO DI MIO FRATELLO FORCED PROXIMITY FORBIDDEN ENEMIES TO LOVERS SPICY

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)

Angelina is a strong-willed and closed off girl although she has grown up in a strong family. Because of the diversity and unfairness, she started to close her self off. Angelina wanted to not only prove to herself and to the mafia world but to her family. Ever since she was born Angelina had being belittled and overlooked because of her 'lungs'. Angelina wanted to be strong and just wanted to prove herself to everyone. That she was worthy. Her whole life her family, cousins and uncles shelter her in bubble wrap. Angelina was the opposite of everyone in the family. She stood out like a black sheep. Her own self insecurities and demons have driven her into the strong-minded woman assassin she is today. But it is all a secret no one knows what her strengths and skills are.. she wears a mask so in everyone's eyes, she is just the small vulnerable youngest mafia princess 'she has always been'. That was until a certain rivalry unravelled Into her life breaking down all of her walls as she destroyed his. It was forbidden, overlooked and hidden but despite all the flaws it was imperfectly perfect. Will the war what is coming, destroy everything? Will love blossom? Will secrets be revealed? Will tainted hearts remain broken?

Aspen Anderson has eight over protective brothers. She falls for a bad boy ignoring her brothers warnings after an event that ruined Aspen. She deals with many problems panic attack and anger issues are just a few of them. With the help of her bestfriend Sawyer, her twin brother, her other brothers and the bad boy. Aspen's life is a journey. Cover Made By: -minimalist. Highest Rank - #102 in Teen Fiction. - 04/02/17 #186 in Teen Fiction - 02/02/16 #211 in Teen Fiction. #233 in Teen Fiction. #259 in Teen Fiction. #293 in Teen Fiction. #361 in Teen Fiction.

Passò un sacco di tempo prima che quel dannato rumore smettesse di darmi il tormento. «E ora?», pensai, poi alzai lo sguardo quando sentii che qualcosa, sopra di me, si stava muovendo. Della luce entrò all'interno di quella sottospecie di stanza, o cella, o quello che era. Socchiusi gli occhi per l'improvviso impatto con la luce esterna, e qualcuno balzò a pochi centimetri da me. «Cosa c'è nella Scatola? Un Fagiolino nuovo, vero?», disse qualcuno dall'esterno. Mi sentivo come se fossi stata imbavagliata, squadrando il ragazzo che si era inginocchiato per guardarmi in faccia.«Oh caspio...» Inclinò la testa, assumendo un espressione stranita. Si mise in piedi «Newt?» «Non ci crederete mai...» Alzò il volto, rivolgendosi alle persone che si erano raggruppate attorno all'uscita di quella... Scatola, a quanto pare la chiamavano così. «A cosa non crederemo mai?» «È... una ragazza.» Il ragazzo abbassò nuovamente lo sguardo su di me, «Ci hanno mandato una ragazza». [PREMESSA PRE-LETTURA. LEGGETE QUESTO CON ATTENZIONE PER FAVORE: Questa fanfiction è un prequel di ciò che accade prima dell'arrivo di Thomas e Teresa. NON è la solita storia della ragazza nella radura che arriva, è tutta pucci pucci coccole e amore e la storia gira tutta attorno ad una storia d'amore. Assolutamente no, non fatevi quest'idea! C'è una storia elaborata dietro che si svela piano piano. Contiene piccoli spoiler (non troppo pesanti) per chi non ha letto la saga. Detto questo, buona lettura! Beta: Eibhlin Rei (account EFP). In questa fanfiction c'è anche il suo ottimo lavoro da beta e va reso noto!] {Sequel: Fase due: Zona bruciata; Virus Mortale; L'ultimo codice} Agosto 2015: #9 in avventura Novembre 2015: #4 in avventura