In between his fingers is a cigarette. Sleeves of tattoos decorate his tanned arms. He brings trouble wherever he goes. He has a bad boy reputation that he'll do anything to keep. He never fails to have a smirk decorating his lips. He'll burn the world around him if he's given a match. He's the devil himself. While the devil may be hot as hell, he has no guardian angel and doesn't care who burns in his flames. All hell breaks loose when Aurora Carter decides to play his dangerous game.... She does the bravest thing any girl at her school has ever done. She punches the bad boy.

What happens when two fiery souls meet? Rylee is reckless and careless. She does what she wants when she wants. And as a girl with no family, she is never reprimanded. Kason is a rogue and dangerous. He does what he wants when he wants. And since he is known as a troublemaker, he gets away with everything. The two meet one unlucky night when they're trapped in a warehouse together, and declare their hatred for each other soon after. But after that encounter they seem to constantly run into each other. What happens when two fiery souls meet? Dumb arguments, dangerous situations, rivalry, begrudging respect. And of course, an explosion. *Completed* ***** "Headlights suddenly came around the building in front of us. Before I could react, Kason pushed me down flat against the seat. His body pressed into mine as he hid us from the view of the headlights. It must be the security team leaving. My vision focused on his jaw line. I couldn't help it, it was right there. My body seemed to finally sense just what was happening. Heat rushed to my face as my heart picked up pace. I was hyper aware of every part of him that was over me. Why am I blushing like a middle schooler with a crush? Kason finally turned his head down to me and our eyes locked. He seemed to just realize how we were laying. "So... this is awkward." I breathed, trying to ignore the fact I could feel his heartbeat. Kason raised an eyebrow in amusement. "That's what you choose to say in this moment?" I raised my eyebrow as well. "Was I supposed to say something else?" He smirked. "Maybe."

She was a good girl. She was polite. She was humble. She was extremely beautiful. She studied hard. She didn't drink. She was completely genuine. She would curl up with an good book every night and be completely content. She had a past that always tended to follow her around wherever she went. She wasn't as strong and resilient as she made herself out to be. Her name was Emily Collins. He was a bad boy. He was impulsive. He was arrogant and cocky. He was extremely good looking. He raced. He drunk alcohol. He was a complete player. He would go to a different party every night. He had a past that always tended to follow him around wherever he went. He wasn't as bold and confident as he made himself out to be. His name was Aiden Black. When Emily moves back to her hometown to be with her best friend and cousin she doesn't expect to be window neighbours with Pearlacre highs biggest heart ache. She definitely didn't expect the late night conversations and the events that always seemed to throw herself and Aiden together or the strange feelings she had soon developed for him. Emily was the epitome of a good girl. Aiden was the epitome of a bad boy. Fate has a funny way of doing things, well that is only if you believe in fate. And they say opposites attract Maybe Emily is just like any other girl Maybe Aiden plans to use her for his own benefit and then throw her away like so many other girls before her Or maybe she's the Bad Boys Exception.... ________ Please be warned that this is an extremely slow building story (more so than you think)!! Feel free to DM me at anytime to ask any questions or even just have a chat!! :)))

"Your honestly retarded if you think i like you." "That hurt my feelings, sweetheart." "Don't call me that." "Why not, kitten?" "Stop." "No baby cakes." "Go get your dick bit off by a cow." "I'd much rather have you bite it, sweetheart." **SORRY I SUCK AT DESCRIPTIONS BUT DON'T LET THAT CRINGY, CRINGY THING STOP YOU FROM READING**

What happens when two complicated people with hearts of ice meet? She's the former captain of the squad and the resident bad girl of her former school. He's the quarterback of the school she's about to attend and the resident bad boy. She's bad ass. So is he. He's competitive. So is she. They're both trouble magnets. It takes a lot of swearing, sarcastic comebacks and brutal attempts to kill each other before they actually communicate. Their friends hate it but they have to live with it. Besides, no one has ever made Grayson talk so much but her and no one has ever made Harley care but him. • • • • Join the archnemesis, the fifty shades fucked up Grayson Levy and the fierce, feisty and dangerous Harley Gold, as their life takes a great turn leading to each others' arms.

Willow's always been known as the good girl with the wealthy parents who could do no wrong. Little do they know that this seemingly perfect girl has some less than perfect secrets; and the fact that she's been sneaking out past curfew every night since the beginning of summer isn't the worst one. Distancing herself from the people at school has become lonely, but everything changes when a group of bad boys that she meets after curfew one night transfer to her school and begin to take an interest in her; one even more than the rest. But will they be able to protect her when events from her past re-surface and begin to get her into more trouble than she ever wanted? ********************** We were a circuit, electricity flowing through us at every connection, every light touch igniting a heat that was exhilarating but dangerous. Like we could catch fire and burn to the ground at any second. "Did you take your own advice? Did you ever forgive yourself?" I whispered, my words evaporating in the heat around us. He moved towards me, trapping me against the car door as his lips traced over my jaw, down to my neck. "This," he whispered, his thumb tracing the waistband of my jeans, making my breathing falter. "Allowing myself to feel this happiness, to feel you...this is me forgiving myself." He kissed me, calming the raging storm in me and igniting a new one. I wasn't sure which would cause more destruction, but I knew only one had pretty blue eyes and a effortless smile that could convince me it was all worth it. It probably was.