"Anger makes a man do stupid things. It brings them to their knees and has them burning cities to the ground." "Oh, he isn't angry. He's in love." . . . In which an innocent girl is swept into the life of a ruthless gang member with a lot of secrets. gang!luke mature content

"we don't have to fucking fight it anymore, em." . . . in which luke and emma had a drunken one night stand two years ago, and now they are both dating each other's best friend. [COMPLETED] warning: this will probably be the most cringe fic you have ever read

"but when she looked at him, he was like an ocean and she went back to the girl who couldn't swim." surfer!luke au #281 in fanfiction 12/6/15

"I kind of expected more from you two." I admitted, going to get my bag when Ruby suddenly stepped in front of me, blocking me from it. I stopped and frowned in confusion, looking up at her with furrowed brows. She gave me a fake smile. "You want more?" She challenged, raising her brows as she stepped closer to me. I stepped away, gasping when she suddenly grasped the front of my towel and forced me to stop in my tracks. "No." I said shakily, shaking my head. Luke seemed to be a little taken aback at the sudden turn of events, his brows furrowed as he looked down at Ruby. I stared up at her nervously, not liking the strong grip she had on my towel. "Please don't." I whimpered, seeming to already know what she had in mind to do. A mocking smile tore up onto her face. "You're the one who said you expected more. Just giving you more." She said simply, shrugging. And with that, she ripped my towel away. **** WARNING: This book contains smut! Don't read if you don't like smut.

platonic- having a close relationship in which there is no romance that's what luke and rose were for years- best friends who would rather give up an organ before thinking about kissing one another. until one day, the thought doesn't sound so terrible anymore. it could either end very badly and ruin their friendship forever, or it could be the best thing to ever happen to the two of them. whatever the outcome might be, the two can't fight much longer that they are anything but platonic. ---------------

In which a troubled man with a dangerous future meets a selfless girl with a horrifying past. Who knew they would be each other's saving grace? WARNING- This story will contain mature content. ~~~~~~~ "You don't scare me," I braved a strong face as my voice nearly caved and demolished any chance of him buying that. "Oh yeah?" He smiled at this, finding nothing but amusement in my words like the narcissistic control freak he was. Luke stepped forward, cornering me against the hard wall so I had no chance to escape. One hand was pressed against the space next to my head, while he slowly brought his other hand up to my neck. I was frozen in fear and confusion as to what he was about to do, when he suddenly took two fingers and pressed them against my skin. I could feel my pulse thumping against his touch, wishing I could do nothing but slow down my erratic heartbeat to help my case. But with Luke's fingers burning the skin of my neck by his touch and his close proximity to me, I felt like I couldn't breathe properly. "Then why is your heart racing, troublemaker?"

"you smoke because you think you're cool?" "i smoke because i know i'm not." | [NOW UNDERGOING EDITING]

Leighton Taylor has lived in Las Vegas her whole life. She never minded the desert city until her family fell victim to the local mafia family, the Youngbloods. Since that dreaded day she's wanted nothing more than to escape, leaving the bad memories and all things related to the Youngbloods behind. But when she's met with unforeseen circumstances, she is forced to cross paths with the infamous Youngblood brothers once again. With a threat now against her life, she finds herself relying on the one person she knows she shouldn't trust: the crime boss himself: Luke Youngblood.

𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ➙ 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ "They're for you," he whispers softly, and the moonlight seeping through the curtains bathes his jaw in a wonderful tone, "Everything I've written, is for you." or The one in which Hemmings is a professor with hidden secrets and he can't seem to keep his hands off his student. *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ [includes smut, mentions of alcohol and or drug use, violence]

"You have a problem with falling, don't you?" "You have no idea." Cover by LilacLucas