Every one knows that every good girl wants a bad boy, to be good just for her. And every bad boy wants a good girl, to be bad just for him. I had heard of this phrase before but I had never really understood it until now. That is until the night that Lex walked into my life. And I knew that things would never be the same. (This is a gang related story. Which will include violence, sexual content, and some crime. If any of this offends you, then please don't read. I don't want any drama or negative. To everyone else, come join the ride, it's gonna be a wild one. )

#1 in the Kingdom series Sneak peak - Xavier growled possessively, walking towards me like the predator that he truly was. Staring into the endless pools of his eyes, I saw as raw, primitive need took over every ounce of him and all it did was turn me on more.

Mari Hansen ran away from home at 15 not being able to stand her radically religious family anymore and was desperate to be nothing like them which lead her to living on the streets subjecting herself to drugs, alcohol and prostitution going down a road straight to an early death when her pregnancy saved her life. Clean and sober since then, she would do anything to provide for her even if it's selling her body to do that. She went from the bad streets where she was beat up to an agency for high priority clients. Now 24 with a 7 year old daughter she wants out of the life she's known nearly 10 years so she can do anything else, already knowing that one day her daughter would have to know the truth. So she studies while Lalexia is at school when she gets a new client that her boss thought only she could handle. Shawn Sorci left home as soon as he could and never went back. He was off to basic right after graduation. He dedicated his life to the Army and in 9 years he had served a good portion of that overseas. He volunteered for deployments and his leadership qualities shone through as he was promoted to Sergeant First Class shortly before his latest deployment, which he didn't know could possibly be his last. Part way in they were ambushed and he was lucky to make it out with a couple gunshot wounds while some of his men never made it out. Now on medical leave while he recovers he's irritable, frustrated, angry and not wanting to admit he was suffering from PTSD. He needed to let off some steam and that's where Mari come in. He didn't want some fake experience because he really didn't care so when he tells her to speak her mind she becomes the most infuriating and sarcastic woman he's ever met, putting him in his place on many occasions much to his amusement. For once in his life he feels a fierce protectiveness for someone other than for the men he served with but she wants nothing to do with that, to her he's a client and nothing else.

"I know you're a virgin but have you never been touched?" He asked, sliding his other hand down onto her leg. "What makes you say that?" Kat breathed, bracing her hands on the counter. "You react like someone who's never felt another's touch," Nex whispered, slipping his thumb under the band of her shorts. "So, have you not?" Kat opened her mouth to speak but stopped when his hand slid up from her leg, gliding up her stomach and stopping just below her breast. "Not even here?" He asked, following the curve of her breast with one finger, not touching, staying just below as he dragged it back and forth. "What about here?" He asked, sliding his hand down from her ribs to the bottom of her shorts then around to her butt, fingers nearly grazing it as he inched them up, under her pajamas. "I can say with certainty, never here," he said, lowering his other hand under the waistband of her shorts, touching the top of her underwear. "No, you've definitely never felt that before. I can hear your heart racing, I can feel your breathing, I can smell your body responding like it's never experienced these sensations before," he whispered, sliding a finger just underneath the band. "Should I answer its call?" #1 in demons on 6/15 -6/17/20! Again on 6/20 and 6/22-6/23! Sweet and innocent Katherine has a routine and is a little tightly wound. She was simply trying to rehearse lines for an audition. Next thing she knows, she's reading out loud her Latin lines and suddenly someone appears, claiming to be a demon she summoned to kill someone for her. Turns out demons can be hot. And he's getting pissed off she won't give him a name so he can kill and go home. The problem is, pissed off turns into something else and before he knows it, he wants to take away some of that innocence and loosen her up, or better yet, tie her up make her his. This is only available until Nov 1st, after that only on Patreon until published

Nour, 23 and a shifter hiding his true identity, lives with his older brother, Amine, 27, his brother's best friend, Rémy, 26 and Rémy's little brother, Matthias, 21. He knows they are trying to come up with a plan to kick him out, because nobody can handle his sarcasm and contempt for everything and everyone. It doesn't matter though, he can take care of himself and he doesn't need anyone's pity. He is FINE. More than fine. Warning: this is a BXB story, with VERY MATURE content. It also deals with sensible topics such as death, mourning and self-hatred. Copyright 2019: All Rights Reserved *** Cover by @yukikoking_94

It's a little different than most fanfics, just a warning. I wrote chapters one-about twelve awhile ago, stepped away from the fanfic, and then began writing it again a few months ago, so it gets a lot better after chapter twelve since I got so much better at writing in the meantime. Bear with the beginning for me, and read the rest. Thank you for reading it! Feedback is always appreciated. -Taylor x

"You really thought you could outrun me?" He asked, his hot breath fanning all over my face. "At least I tried." I laughed but then stopped when I became aware of our close proximity. The wind started to blow through his hair gently as he cocked his head to the side. I swallowed at the sight. "Alexia." he breathed out, his eyes centered on my lips. His tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip and I froze, knowing what was coming. He tucked my hair behind my ear as his chest slowly pressed against mine. I closed my eyes in response. And all too soon..... I was kissing Kayden Hart. He fell first, she fell harder ------------------------------------------------ Alexia Smith. A druggie for a mother An unknown father. Victim of abuse. A broken soul. Kayden Hart. The Golden boy School's quarterback. An all rounder. He has a perfect life, she has a shitty life. Will light overcome the dark? [Highest Rankings]: #2- Teen fiction #9- Fiction #51- Romance #3-Abuse #14- High school

Flo is moving across the Country for her first year in college, when her plan starts to fall apart she finds herself living with four men who all have a soft spot for her innocent nature.

"Please, Beau? I don't want to talk about this so, please, just shut up." Beau tilts his head, surprised at first, before a wicked gleam appears in his eyes. "Make me." ** "...one of the best romantic novel developments I've read..." ~ @renegxde ; The Mono Reviews Emma is a quiet girl in a small town, filling her days with shifts at the local coffee shop so that she can one day fulfill her dream and put herself through college. Her life isn't glamorous, but hard work rarely is. Her mind is on the prize and nothing will stop her from achieving her dreams. That is, until lonely and misunderstood bad boy of the most popular band comes to town and stirs up enough crazy to last Emma a lifetime. Their deal is simple, Emma helps Beau with his image for generous pay, setting her on the fast track to accomplishing her dreams. But the most important rule isn't exactly included in the fine print: Under no circumstances is anyone to catch feelings. Shouldn't be hard, right? As Emma gets closer and closer to mysterious Beau, she finds it harder and harder to stay true to their deal. Who knew the bad boy would be so hard to resist? As she struggles not to break their number one rule, she faces another problem - he's even harder to love. Text copyright ©kjobrien™ 2020 Shimmer and Shine: An Awards 2020: 1st place in ChickLit The Sparkle Awards - 2nd Edition: 1st place in ChickLit The Oasis Awards: 1st place in ChickLit Skyfall Awards 2020: 2nd place in Romance Rose Gold Awards 2020: 2nd place in Romance The Spotlight Awards: 2nd place New Adult #1 in Women's Fiction #1in Romantic Fiction #1 in Slow Build #1 in Famous #1 in Rockstar #1 in Boyband #1 in Concert #1 in Romance Reads 2021 #1 in Small Town Girl #1 in On Tour #1 in After Dark #2 in Flirtationship #2 in Love Story #2 in Slow Burn #2 in Bands #3 in Young Adult #4 in Adult Fiction #4 in Hot #4 in Steamy #5 RocknRoll #5 in Alcoholism #5 in Flirty #5 in Witty #6 in New Adult

Infidelity, ˌinfəˈdelədē, is the action or state of being unfaithful to a moral obligation. Olivia Ludavico Spraying my right hand out to the door, I pushed it open, but I didn't miss a drop of blood that was plastered on the knob. Training my gun up into the room, I surveyed around and my eyes landed to see the man, that was suppose to be my kill with my bullet, with his head titled back and his hands tied to his chair- he looked to be sleeping but the two bullets to his head and chest told me it was an instant kill. Someone had beat me to it. "Damn it." I hissed out, clearly annoyed. I placed my hand on my earpiece turning my body sideways to the door. It hadn't been thirty minutes but my brother needed to know we wasted valuable time with me coming down here. It was apparent he wasn't doing bad business with just my father. My brother didn't respond and I rolled my eyes before my breath quickened after hearing clinking of a glass, and I turned on my heel ready to fight for life or death. I hesitated for the first time in my life. Piercing grey eyes in the dim light to Abram Smirnov's office stared back at me, and not to the gun that could end his life at any moment. He looked to be the man that invited death with open arms, but it was on his time and not when the universe called for him and the way his eyes flickered told me it was for damn sure not going to be from me; not for tonight. His fingers grazed the side of his glass before I watched him tick his forefinger against it. He radiated off power and my finger closed around the trigger but I didn't pull it. If he was going to hurt me; he would've by now. What did he want? Nicholai Corsetti