all she want is to talk to someone with out being pitted. or judged. or looked down on. She sick and tired of people continuously thinking their better than her. or calling her names that she isn't or getting kicked around like a piece of trash. She's basically living in hell. All she wants is to be normal and not get treated differently. Her home life is hell. Her school life is hell. Everything around her either turns bad or worse. She is now scared of anything good that comes her way. Her heart can't take any more pain. She never lets anyone have a second chance because she thinks of it as giving them another bullet for their gun because they missed the first time. She has been through hell and back but has never given up. She has lost all hope for thinking things will get better. She's strong but people still think of her as a weak little girl even though shes 16. How do I know all of this? you may ask. Well I know because I am her. My name is Raeanne but nobody knows that. Not like my name is very important to them. I'm either invisible or a punching bag to them. Bruises cover my body everyday but nobody ever stops to ask what happened or if i'm okay they just walk right passed me like a piece of gum on a side walk. My parents don't care about me. Or should I say parent. My mom died when I was around 6. It was tough on me but nobody even bothered to say "Sorry for your loss" or "I hope you can move on from this." My family hates me. Now my "Dad" has remarried and she's worse than Cinderellas step mother. Way worse. So that's my life and if you want to know what happens when a group of badass boys walk into town and decide to, and I quote, "Save me" then read on because you will find adventure, love, hate, jealousy, fun, action, and a whole lot more. . . . DO NOT COPY MY BOOK OR ANYONE ELSE'S BOOK IT IS RUDE AND INCONSIDERATE! -BloodAngel :)

His eyes darken, his pupils dilating almost entirely. His warm hand cups the back of my thigh and pulls me closer, so I am now straddling him completely. I am half afraid his motorbike will topple over onto the grass, but the thought is soon erased from my mind when I feel his hot minty breath on my neck. "I want to take you over and over until your throat is sore from screaming my name." He sinks his teeth softly into the plush skin on my neck. I purse my lips, looking out into the distance to see the beautiful twilight sky. I brush my fingers through his dark hair, tugging at it so I can look straight into his eyes as I roll my hips against his. He smirks. His lips look tempting, but I only smile when one of his hand slithers up to my hip and lifts me up before yanking me back down onto the now visible bulge in his jeans. "Touch me, Kings," I whisper. "I am, doll-face." He kisses my jaw tenderly. Teasingly. I frown, taking his hand that rests on my hip and placing it on my aching heat. A surge of wetness rushes out of me. "I meant here," I say breathlessly, my eyes threatening to flutter close. - Leah Stone is only a few months away from graduating high school. As she pushes through her last year at Riverdale High, she is convinced she will graduate with no trouble. That is until Hunter Kings, Leah's longtime crush and the town's bad boy barges into her life and rouses her awake from her 18 years daydream to show her what she really missed out on in her teenage years. Midnight dinner, wild motorbike rides and endless inappropriate innuendos are only some of the things that Leah Stone will undergo on her journey with the town's bad boy. But what will happen when they finally graduate? Only time will tell. // #1 romantic #1 explicit #2 maturecontent