Abgeschlossen ✔️ Er verachtet sie. Er schmeckt sie. Er stürzt sie in den Abgrund. Sie fällt. Wir lagen auf den Rücken und brauchten nichts zu sagen. Ich glaubte, genau das brauchte er gerade - und ich konnte klar verstehen, wieso. Was immer ihn bedrücken mochte - in diesem Moment wollte er die Last vergessen, sie mit dem Inhalieren des Joints in Rauch verwandeln und in die Abendluft steigen lassen. _____________ "Um dich zu fangen bin ich tief in deine Welt gedrungen. Doch warst du längst schon in meiner verloren." Anfang: 05. April 2019 Ende: 06. August 2019

Carter West. Gefährlichster Bad Boy in ganz Los Angeles. Gesucht, gefürchtet und ziemlich nett anzusehen. Das denken die meisten, wenn sie über Carter reden. Zoey O'Conner ist anders als die zahlreichen Mädchen vor ihr aus Carters Leben. Vielleicht liegt es daran, dass Zoey sich nicht mehr so leicht unterkriegen lässt - seit ihre Vergangenheit sie einzuholen versucht. Werden die zwei, trotz angekündigten Krieges, miteinander auskommen? Und was ist, wenn sich plötzlich Gefühle ausgerechnet für die Person entwickeln, die man eigentlich vernichten will? *** Doch das Gesicht zu diesem Adonis Körper fehlte. Also hob ich langsam meinen Kopf und traf auf ein schlafendes Gesicht. Carter West lag ruhig unter mir. Seine Augen waren geschlossen, der Brustkorb hob und senkte sich gleichmäßig. Hände, die ich noch gar nicht gespürt hatte, umschlossen meinen Körper, verhinderten den Fall auf den Boden. Obwohl das Bett groß war, lagen wir eng umschlungen beieinander und ...KUSCHELTEN? Was war letzte Nacht passiert, dass ich bei meinem Feind im Bett lag? Und warum verflucht störte es mich nicht.

Adelina. Eine temperamentvolle Highschoolerin, die es liebt in Scheiße zu geraten und jedem ihre Meinung zu sagen. Ein Mädchen, die es liebt für Stimmung und gute Laune zu sorgen. Ryan. Ein emotionsloser Underground Boxer, der nur noch das Boxen vor seinen Augen hat und Menschen von sich fern hält. Ein Junge, der bekannt ist, dennoch innerlich einsam ist. Beide könnten nicht unterschiedlicher sein. Und dennoch, obwohl sich die beiden seit dem ersten Treffen hassen, können sie nicht voneinander loslassen. -- • Noch nicht überarbeitet

Jeder trägt Geheimnisse mit sich. Doch manche von ihnen sind tödlich. Eine verhängnisvolle Nacht, ein lauter Schrei und drei Sekunden, die das Leben von Madlen vollkommen verändern. Ein dunkles Geheimnis kontrolliert von nun an ihr Leben und bringt sie ausgerechnet mit der Person zusammen, die sie abgrundtief verabscheut. Vincent Gallivan. Er ist ein Macho, typischer Playboy und doch ganz anders, wie Madlen am Anfang zu glauben scheint. Sie taucht immer tiefer in seine dunkle verkorkste Welt ein, bis es zu spät ist und es kein Entkommen mehr für sie gibt.

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

Abruptly jumping forward, I grabbed his collar, sending us crashing against the wall behind Nathan. I rose the knife up, until it barely grazed his throat. "I am done with your stupid games! I am done with you tossing me around! I am done pretending like you kidnapping me was ever okay!" I pressed the knife into his skin, yet he merely furrowed his eyebrows at the action. "You make it seem like you're doing me a favor by not brutally murdering me." "Because I am." I froze as the familiar barrel of his gun pressed against my lower back. His signature smug smile returned as he dipped his lips to my ears and whispered, "Alright darling, how about we cut the chase short and sit down? I don't want blood on my clean floor." - N.T. The great mystery of New York. The anonymous killer. The invisible man, that slips out of the grasp of detectives and police officers every single time. The man who twists his way through every detective's mind and comes off as unstoppable. The fox, as the FBI likes to call him due to his cunning ways and tricks, is regularly setting the State in an uproar. He's unstoppable. He's dangerous. He's fearless. He's always there, but at the same time...he's not. What happens when in turn of your brother's survival, the Devil himself asks for you? What happens when you're forced to live under his roof? What happens when you become one of his possessions? Or worse, what happens when you're thrown into the dark, twisted world of The Two Trevor Brothers? One that has the world crumbling at the simple snap of his fingers, one who meets life-threatening danger with an easy smile? Or the one who would crush the soul of anyone who dared to hurt you, the one who would raise hell just so your eyes would soften at the sight of him? What happens when both of the rival brothers have one thing in common: their obsession with keeping you close? - "Well fed devils behave better than famished saints."