"Remember one thing Cara", his breathe fanning my face, our lips itching to touch. "You. Are. Mine. No one can ever change that", he said and kissed me possessively. Ace Rodriguez. A billionaire, a playboy. He uses girls like the are his discarded shirts. He doesn't care about anything but money. He has everything he wants. He doesn't believe in love. But he wants her. And if he thinks something is his he will have it will . His possessiveness crosses limits for it. Cara Jones is an innocent girl.She is beautiful and every girl envies her. She is divorced from her husband who is sent to jail. She wants to start a new life. Having a possessive boss is the last thing she want. When all seems to settle down well her past comes after her. Cover designed by Sweetblast.

"Look at you," he said, throwing a strand of brunette hair over the girl's shoulder, "reading that romantic nineteenth century crap." Serena instantly cowered away from the man and fought herself not to look up. "It's twentieth century, and I'm reading this for school." Theo's mouth popped opened to form the perfect O shape. Then out of the blue he asked, "Are you a virgin?" "No," she surprised him by saying. She hadn't even missed a beat. "That's a shame."

There are five things that I hate: 1.) Arrogant Guys 2.) Guys who have girls falling at their feet and they proceed to use them 3.) Guys who assume everyone loves them 4.) Guys who ride motorcycles 5.) Strawberry Ice Cream And Grayson Carter just so happens to be 4 of them. Even his name sounds like a celebrity's: Grayson Carter. The boy is everywhere; he lives down the street from me, he goes to my school, our mothers are even longtime friends yet he doesn't even know my name. The only place I can get away from him is my part time job at the library and the day he comes sauntering in looking for a job is the day I just might go insane. ROMANCE - TEEN FICTION - HUMOR Title Thanks To - factorfate --- --- I DO NOT TAKE CREDIT FOR THE PICTURE IN THE COVER. I SIMPLY SLAM DUNKED SOME WORDS ONTO IT. I DON'T OWN THE PICTURE. I SIMPLY FOUND IT ONLINE.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

(STERLING SERIES # 1) - Daphne Dennings thought she could finally tick off "Have sex with a random stranger" on her bucket list. She realized the next morning that it wasn't a one-night stand after all. After meeting that cute guy on the top deck of her cousin's yacht wedding reception at Saint Tropez, Daphne wishes she could meet another guy just like him. Five years later, she bumps into the very same person she hooked up with back at her cousin's wedding. To her surprise, the guy she hooked up with was none other than one of Forbe's most eligible bachelors, Vincent Sterling. And this eligible bachelor wants her. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The story launched on the Radish Fiction app - June 29, 2021 - No longer available. This story is only posted on Wattpad. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ C O N T E N T / T R I G G E R W A R N I N G S ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sexual themes Drugs Swearing Suicide Character death Knife Gun Alcohol ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Formerly What Vincent Wants. Changed on 06.20.2021 CREDIT: Photo by Asad Photo Maldives from Pexels ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ❤ P O S T E D - 05.24.15 - 11.27.19 #3 (Romance - 10.29.15)

Highest Rank: #1 in Teen Fiction!! VERY CLICHÉ! And written by a fucking 16 year old then who did not know better. *** "He is well known." "He is bad news." "He is dangerous." "He is a criminal." "Stay away from him!" These were all the things Zoe heard about Hunter. Hunter Adams, the school's well known bad boy. Zoe had only heard about him. She also saw him a few times smoking a cigarette and she would get disgusted and just walk past him. She never knew if he noticed her though -not that she cared either. Her purpose was to finish school and get a good job so she doesn't get homeless. Zoe seems average, but she is not. She has so much going on at home. All she secretly wishes, is that someone would save her. But she keeps on hiding all the pain behind her cute smile. Zoe is attractive; there was no doubt in that, but who knows what her clothes are hiding? Her bare body, or her bare body with scars? Zoe's life completely changes when one day the well known bad boy claims her as his. Unexpected turns, unwanted feelings, and a road of disappointments are waiting for Zoe. Her whole world is about to change.

"What are you thinking about mia cara" he asks me causing my thoughts to drift back to me kissing his jawline. "N-nothing" I stutter cursing myself at how breathy I sounded even to my own ears. I watch his mouth curl up into his trademark smirk quickly glancing over with an eyebrow raised. "Didn't seem like nothing when you were eye raping the side of my face mia cara" he responds almost mockingly trying to rile me up. Feeling bold and teasing, I open my mouth to share my thoughts. "Well if you must know, I was thinking about leaning over and placing a trail of feathery kisses along your jawline" I say nonchalantly pretending to examine my finger nails. I hear him suck in a breath and cursing before I feel him pullover on the side of the rode. "That's it" he whispers huskily turning off the engine and reaching his arm over to lift me off my seat. He places me on his lap and I shift around trying to get comfortable but I can tell my movements weren't helping. "God damn it mia cara, you're gonna be the death of me" he whispers, his Italian accent coming out as he smashed his lips on mine. The kiss was nothing but aggressive, our hunger and need for each other evident. His hands grip my hair and pull my head back slightly to give him better access to my mouth. I break away to catch my breath while I begin peppering kisses on his jawline grasping his hair and tugging his head back to get more access. I easily elicit a growl from him and I teasingly bite his neck slightly before pulling away completely. I attempt to get off his lap and back into my seat but his iron grip keeps me still. "Mia cara, will you be mine" he asks huskily, his face expressing his nervousness as well as hope. I smile from ear to ear before giving him a sweet peck. "Of course you idiot" I say smiling for ear to ear.

With the death of her parents, and the exhaustion of her part time job, Sarah decided on getting a job as a secretary for the CEO of a worldwide known company. What she didn't know was that her boss would turn out to be America's most eligible bachelor, and one of New York's most known player. Damien Reaves is one of the most powerful man, and CEO anyone could ever come across. He is known for his excellent bussiness managing skills, his charming looks, not to mention his skills in bed, and his continuous list of women. But he is also cold hearted and arrogant. When a short woman, with a fiery attitude step foot in his office for an interview, he couldn't help it, but to have a possessive feeling over her, wanting her all to himself, making sure no one else could have her. Now Sarah finds herself trapped in an invisible cage of emotions, feelings, lust and love, all because of her new boss, and his possessive hold on her.

Warning: Contains some mature scenes. (Highest Rating: #34) Excerpt: "Look, I know we had a bad start, and you hated me, but can you give me a chance to show you that I'm not what you think?" he pleaded earnestly. His hands were tucked into his pockets, his gaze never leaves me. "Let me think about it!" I replied, and turned on my heel, but he grabs my hand and pulled me into his chest. I wanted to kick his groin, but the feelings being in his arms had my brain froze, my rational being long forgotten. It feels home in his arms. I felt secure and for some reason, I felt relax. He nuzzled his nose against the top of my head like it was the natural thing to do, and I'm liking it. Unconsciously, my hands snake around his waist. I smelled his musky intoxicating scent. He smells delicious just as I thought. "You're officially mine, Babe!!" he whispered which made me realized I just surrendered to him. I quickly pulled my hands off his waist and crossed it on my chest, but he's still holding my waist. "No, I'm not!" I objected as I shook my head in disapproval, frowning at him. What happened when two strong-willed collides, with their heart gets tangled. Will they let go, or fight for it? What happened when all secrets of their past, revealed? [ SLOWLY EDITING ] --Read at your own risk, may encounter some grammatical errors!.--

Warning: For mature readers only (18+). COMPLETED They started out rough. He took everything in a businesslike manner. He thought he could get her with his arrogant smirks, his womanizing style, but he was wrong. They were like opposite poles. She is sweet and simple. He is rough and famous. She is plain and he is fancy. How would Demetrio charm her? Is abduction works in the likes of her? Athena is a hopeless romantic girl. She's just like any ordinary girl who likes roses and chocolates. She believes that the perfect guy was just out there until she met the rude, intimidating, womanizer billionaire Demetrio Pallos. She hated his guts. But the sparks between them were palpable every time their eyes met, but she wants chocolates and roses which the other despised. Will they end up together?