"a boy. a girl. a pair of headphones. a hundred bus rides. and a thousand songs." ▪ #2 in Rides as of 16th February 2019

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

"Don't touch me" He said through gritted teeth, "I don't know what I'll do if you touch me" My heart dropped. "I don't want to see you like this" I frowned and hesitantly tried to touch his shoulder, but he grabbed my hand tightly but gently. "Fuck it" He murmured as he held my jaw and pressed his lips on mine. (The guy is 22 and the girl is 17 a few months away from 18. If you're bothered by that please don't read it.)

Against my better judgment, I answer, "Look I told you, you have the wrong number," I say a bit too harshly. "I wish I was the girl you were looking for but I'm not." "You do, huh?" His husky voice fills my ear again and I shiver. What the hell is he going on about? "What are you talking about?" I ask confused. "That you wish you were the girl I was looking for," he says amused. I groan remembering exactly what I said and palm my face, "I said that huh?" "Uh huh!" *** Fallon Mathews is a waitress who works entirely too hard and too much. She is pretty, smart, and not shy. Alexander Grant is the owner of one of the hottest clubs around- which just so happens to be the same club that Fallon likes to go to in her free time. Oh did I also mention that he is the son of a well-known CEO? A billionaire? No!? Well, he is. He isn't a player, but he does sleep around a lot. After all, he is single. What happens after he is given the wrong number that just so happens to be, Fallon's? Love, friendship, heartache, drama, and tragedy all in one! **WARNING** There most likely will be lots of errors! This story is for mature readers ONLY! [18+] **This story contains violence, strong sexual content, strong language, and adult themes.** If you do not like these things, please do not attempt to read them. Thank you! Readers discretion IS advised!!! This story belongs to me and is ONLY posted on Wattpad and should not be found anywhere else. Please inform me if you see this story anywhere other than on here and under my profile, thank you!

A MAFIA ROMANCE ________________ "Mrs.O'Rihley take your clothes off" ________________ The wedding ring forced onto her slim finger and a new life thrown into her arms. Kiara was just in the wrong place;at the wrong time. Lucien O'Rhileys lust for revenge and power burns just a hot as Kiaras lust for freedom. His heart is as dark as the evil in his eyes, as he swore he was incapable of love. But his curiosity for the little minx he married seemed to grow till he couldn't stop it. But You know what they say -Curiosity killed the cat- She might not have been born into the mafia But she sure as hell belonged there. _________________ "I used to finger myself in the shower... while I thought about what your dick could do to me, " • "I am your very own alcoholic princess" • "I am falling down the path of the mafia...damn. But is it still wrong even though it feels so right?" [Not edited] -Mature Content-

"You still don't get it do you?" he asked, anger dripping in his every word. "Get what?" I asked, my face morphing into confusion at his question. "When I said you were mine, I meant it." he stated, then before I knew it. His lips were on mine. -------------------------- Octavia Hill, 19, has just graduated over a month ago from high school and doesn't know what she wants to do now, if she wants to go to college, if she just wants to start working, none of that, what she does know is she wants to live her life to the fullest. Ryder Salvatore, 24, owner of the biggest company in New York, Salvatore inc. by day and biggest New York gang leader by night, Ryder knows what he wants and when he wants it, he'll do anything to get it, although having everything he could have, one thing he still found missing and he had yet to discover what it was. -------------------------- What will happen when the biggest gang leader in New York happens to meet a girl who makes him question everything? What will happen when Octavia finally knows what she wants? Are these two the answer to each other's questions?

#1 in Jealousy "I don't get it!" I yell while hurrying to catch up with him. "You don't need to get it!" he hisses out, not sounding tired after jogging for 20 minutes straight. While I on the other hand am heaving for my breath. "Why are you so hell bent on finding out who kissed you at Trevor's stupid party?!" No response. "It was just a kiss!" I try again. He stops up abruptly, turning around in a swift motion glowering down at me. I gulp. "Just a kiss?!" he whispers, I nod my head hesitantly. "JUST A KISS?!" I shrink back. He inches closer, his heavenly built towering over me. Forehead to forehead, nose to nose...disappointingly not mouth to mouth... I lick my lips slowly. He looks down, gulping before slightly moving away. "Just a kiss." I confirm. His blazing eyes find mine again. "No, it was not just a kiss! Maybe for her, but not for me!" "Why not?!" I press on. "BECAUSE SHE STOLE MY FIRST KISS!!" I gasp loudly, staggering back. His fingers graze his lips slowly before he snaps out of it, turns around and storms away. This time I don't bother following him, I am in shock. I Accidentally Stole The Bad Boy's First Kiss... ••• Completed | ✓ Unedited (Read at your own risk)

Unknown Number: I buried the body. What now? Me: Umm...what? Unknown Number: Ah shit. Sorry, wrong number! Could you like...delete that message? Me: Will the police be able to track it back to me if i don't? Unknown Number: ...yes. Me: Ok. Deleted. Bye. [Completed] Cover by @daisybrowser

A school experiment has kids texting each other for 10 weeks, no names, no pictures, just talking. The goal is to create unexpected friendships. When two people start texting they realize they have quiet a bit in common and enjoy each other banter, sparks fly. Chyanne(Chy) Stevens was shy and her best friend Sandra(Sandy) Benson made her sign up. Chyanne was not the social type and enjoyed her ability to hide. Hot shot Owen Roxen signed up for reasons unknown to even him. Owen's name was always in peoples mouths. Most people didn't know the real him. As they go back and forth with their mystery texter they also deal with their external attentions too, but who do you choose? **COMPLETED - EDITING IN PROGRESS**

Warning ⚠️ I wrote this book when I was 13, you have been warned I walked up to her and pushed her to my chest. "I think you should stop flirting with my new girl" I said looking him dead in the eyes. I saw him gulp. And I felt her move. "Excuse me what do you mean your girl? First of all I'm not an object and second I'm defiantly not your girl I don't even know you that good" she said while trying to push me away. "Oh princess but you are and you don't even have a choice" I said while stroking her cheek. She pushed my hand away from her face. She pushed me away making me stumble back a bit. Damn she is strong. ********* Aria Hale is 17 year old girl. Who has dark secrets. Her parents were in some gang business that's why they there killed, when she was only 14, since when she was living with her uncle. Who tought her how to fight and use gun. She is street fighter. An unbeeted champion. Known as a savage. But after her uncle is killed too. She moves to Las Vegas to start a new life and forget everything what happened. Meet Blake Gregors he is gang leader of Black roses gang. He is also 17 and also has rough past. He is dangerous, possessive, aggressive and violent.