Here is a collection of some of my favourite Wattpad boys, I know i have definitely fallen in love with them and i hope you can too.

Grace Ross had everything she needed in life, a steady job, kids, and happiness, until it was snatched away from her so fast it took everything in her to catch herself before she falls, she desperate now, shes looking, but failed in what she looking for, there's only one way to get her precious treasure back, even if it means selling her soul, little did she know she was selling her soul to a demon who'll give her what she wants, only if she gets it on with the devil Jason "Devil" Collision was angry he had to cancel his sex date to watch over a brat who wouldn't stop clinging to him, but stuff gets interesting when a woman with a head full of massive curls and beautiful brown skin, comes wheeling into his life, he decided to play with his food before eating it, he didn't had a heart, he doesn't give two fucks about anything, so why does his chest tighten when he realizes everything about her was a lie FOR MATURE AUDIENCE

A boss and his assassin. what could go wrong? Betrayal? Heartbreak? Death? Love? Sabotage? Vincent Ramirez Cold- hearted Leader of the Italian mafia Cares for no one 24 Kills anyone in his way Feared by many Delilah Ross 22 Party animal Craves revenge Assassin for the Italian mafia Messing with her is the last thing you want to do... ***** Delilah Ross was taken in by Vincent's father after escaping from her abusive family at age 13 . She became an assassin and learned the ways of killing at age 14. Children were told stories about her to scare them and also warn them. Revenge is her best friend... Vincent Ramirez became the Italian don at 20 and has been in charge ever since. His best friend and sister tease him for everything which is only making their life line shorter. Vincent is the type of guy every girl wants a diamond ring from and will kill anyone for the girl he really wants...

I've always known I was going to have an arranged marriage. It's tradition. My parents' marriage was arranged, and so is everyone else's. It's how we do things here. It's common in crime families and expected in ours. And as the daughter of one of the most prominent West Coast Italian families, I knew I was destined to marry into the familia. I just didn't know it would be to the boss.

What happens when brooding quarterback, Holden Steele, falls for a broken girl? ********* All artistic eighteen-year-old, Savannah Raine, wanted when she joined university was a fresh start. A blank canvas that wasn't mired by the memory of her dead brother or her psychotic ex boyfriend. She had no intention of spattering paint on her otherwise bland love life. She didn't mean to get caught up in his cold grey eyes, but the heart was an unforseen organ and maybe her's craved pain. No one could blame her though, certain not the female population. You see, it's impossible to resist a bad boy that is a good man. Even harder when he came in the form of brooding quarterback, Holden Steele. For two years, he had been content with admiring her from afar, but when fate-or rather a cramped collage bathroom-brings them together, he's intent on making her his.

A football player and a cheerleader. The ideal and stereotypical couple right? Think again. Grayson Cooper charming, attractive, and stereotypically arrogant. Grayson is the star quarterback of Ocean City High and the most popular guy. One of those guys that a girl would die if he even talked to them. However even if it didn't seem like it Grayson hated the brainless seeming idiots that flirted with him. This is probably why he's so intrigued by the new girl who defies the stereotypes and isn't what everybody says she is. Aspen Peterson the new girl at Ocean City High new to Florida period. She is not only known as the new girl. Aspen is the captain of the cheerleaders after showing everyone out at tryouts. Blue eyes, dirty blonde hair, nice body, sounds like the stereotypical cheerleader. But that's not what Aspen is. She isn't interested in dating an empty-headed person who knows nothing, doesn't really care about prom, or the empty-headed people who think she sleeps around. Aspen is a free spirit girl, who isn't afraid "to be one of the boys", isn't afraid to be herself, but is afraid to be loved or let anybody in after a difficult past. Aspen vows not to fall in love, because of still struggling to let go. Will all that change when two people who think they're completely different, but really have more in common than they think cross paths? ★ I wrote this when I was in middle school (12-14 years old). It's cringey, some parts don't make sense since I have yet to edit it yet but it is a cute book. You've been warned :) ★ - this book has no smut. it's rated mature due to language. *Completed December 2016* (Cover by - ashtonlirwin ) !!!!!! - THIS IS NOT A DOLAN FANFIC - !!!!! * Please don't translate this book *

Austin Silver is an underworld crime boss with a secret past who is laying low in Prison. With a secret prison phone and a wrong number, the last thing Austin expected was to feel something other than hate. *** Rose Clark is selfless, She doesn't drink or swear. Rose is working multiple jobs while looking after her little brother, she never asks for anything and would do anything for anyone. When Rose gets a text from a mysterious man, she never expected to begin to feel something she has not felt in a long time. Hope.

Cal Jackson's new life as a rockstar fails to account for one thing: the existence of the girl he loves. ***** "What are you thinking about?" she asks. "A song," I say. "A new song." I stare at the ocean as I sing the song that I wrote, something that comes from the darkest place of my heart. "Do you even know how gifted you are?" she whispers. "You're destined to be someone big, Cal." "Really?" "Yeah." ***** She's perfect in every way. Beautiful. Smart. Her bright future is right there in front of her eyes. While here I am. Ruined. No college, let alone a future. Just an image of a wannabe rockstar with tattoed arms and an old guitar. I knew that our story would be no less than that tragic Romeo and Juliet shit the moment I laid my eyes on her, but still, I can't resist her. The moment she whispers my name, "Cal," I lose all sanity. She becomes my melody, my lyrics, the song that keeps echoing in my ears. People call her Mia. I call her my Amy, her name crafted above my beating heart, tattoed on my skin. Amelia Davis is my girl. Mine. And only mine. ***** THE JACKSONS BOOK #1 © 2021 Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved. (Content warning: This book has descriptive sexual content and explicit language)

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."