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)

"Never call a girl a bitch," I glared into his eyes as he opened them, piercing into me, the bright blue drink I had just poured over him still dripping from his dark hair. "Or she just might act like one." I gave him one last sarcastic smile before pushing by him and walking away, practically strutting. Well, this year will be fun... • • • • Crystal Summers; a self-proclaimed expert in all things sarcastic and the human embodiment of destructive decisions. Trying to get away from her troubled past, she moves with her mom to California to start a new life, and potentially not screw this one up. There, she quickly meets Scarlett and Savanah, her new-found partners in crime, and her life finally begins to feel normal again for the first time in years. But she just so happens to also collide with the school's sexy, notorious jackass, Ashton Monroe.. and his pack of asswipes. She loathes him, and the feeling is mutual. But as the poets say, the line separating love and hate is a very thin one. And often times, when two people hate each other, it can grow into much more. Hopeless devotion, if you will... • • • • !!!TRIGGER WARNING!!! • slight mention(s) of suicidal concepts • substance abuse, addiction, anxiety, PTSD • sexual assault, domestic abuse • strong language and mature scenes • • • •

[MATURE CONTENT] "He can't make your body feel the way I can," he breathed, proving his point with a simple flick of his finger as I almost came right then and there. I forced myself to say, "I love him." "No, you don't," he said, easily. "And even if you were with him, you wouldn't be able to go a day without my touch." "You're wrong." He rammed his finger up into me. I was forced to hold onto him to keep steady, my chest heaving against his as I desperately tried to control myself. Those dark eyes stared into my own with amusement, eyebrow cocking as if asking, 'you sure about that?' His lips brushed mine, and I had to resist the temptation to push mine into his. Then they were at my ear, warm and hot and a reminder to the excruciating pleasure he could make me feel with just his mouth. "Now let's show that lover boy of yours just what it sounds like to make you come undone."

He was completely and utterly oblivious to everything that he had caused and she absolutely hated him for that. [UNEDITED] [DUAL POV] TW: eating disorder recovery

Everyone sees Carmen as a strong girl with a bold personality, but sometimes it's those that laugh the hardest who have the biggest secrets and choose to suffer in silence. Carmen unexpectedly finds herself a babysitting job for a little girl named Grace Miller, she's mute and shy unlike her brother Carter who just so happens to be high schools man whore. What happens when he comes across Carmen and is the first to discover what shes been hiding. Started: 11 March 2022 Finished: 2 May 2022 Book 1/2

A Falling Novella Both Dante and Amelia fell in love in in the story "Falling". Now around a year of time has passed. They're beginning their new lives navigating their love for one another while tying up loose ends. Amelia faces an unexpected face from the past she thought she buried with the guilty verdict. What happens when old wounds are brought forward? Find out in this continuation of "Falling" novella.

[COMPLETED] Mackenzie Lemay was hanging out next door at the Montgomery's---a typical day for her, being that her best friend Kylar lived there and it was summer. But what she didn't expect was six-foot-two, brown-haired, blue-eyed, and completely irresistible Zachariah to show up unannounced, throwing her buried, yet deeply entrenched, feelings for a loop. And just when she thought she was over him. For Mack, it had always been Zachariah---her childhood crush never went away. When he comes home from his freshman year of college, she realizes that the past year of 'getting over' her love quarrel didn't get very far. Seeing him again and hearing his voice causes a relapse in the burning fire for him in her heart. The plot twist? What happens when Zachariah needs Mackenzie to do him a favor so he can save face? And what's more, sneaking around with her best friend's older brother, or feeling like the time she spends with him has a deeper intention? Mackenzie was in for a long summer full of hope, heartbreak, heaven, and hell. And Zachariah, he was testing the lines of close proximity and complicated chemistry. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I want to get to know you," he admits, looking into my green eyes as his blue ones twinkle. "To see how you've been, to know the things I've missed out on all these years." I let out a shaky laugh, running my fingers along his collarbone. "And here I thought I was just your kid brother's best friend." "And then you grew up," he replies, tilting my chin to him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ HIGHEST RANKINGS: #2 in bad | 12/15/21 #7 in teenfiction | 12/15/21 #4 in school | 12/18/21 #10 in romance | 12/19/21 #1 in close | 12/21/21 #3 in badboy | 01/23/22 #2 in college | 01/23/22

after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious. and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male dormitory, landing her in a room with the school's notorious heartbreaker, chase everett. [not edited...like at all]

(Steamy!) Book one in the 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒚. Hit #57 out of 1.85 mil in romance! Excerpt: My fingers began to work faster, pushing harder, deeper. The image of us in the elevator now taking over. His hands moving all over my body, his fingers deep inside of me. I didn't care where I was or who could see me in that moment. I threw my head back and moaned loudly. I was so close. I opened my eyes to see Damien standing in his window, watching me closely. I gasped, white hot fire licking every cell of my body. I couldn't look away, my gaze locked with his as I came. I cried out, "Damien!" Even as my body slowly began to relax, my panting decreasing as my breathing returned to normal, we were still staring into one another's eyes. I was frozen. I willed my mind to look away. To move. To do anything. It wasn't until he smiled and walked away from the window that I was finally able to move. *** Genevieve Sanderson is a force to be reckoned with. A 24-year-old personal assistant by day, a sex phone operator by night. After losing her parents at the age of 16, she has fought to keep the house her parents raised her in. That house is her sanctuary and she will do everything in her power to keep it that way. Damien Vanderbrooke is arrogant, stubborn and the epitome of alpha male. He fucks and forgets. He is forced to move back to his hometown, buying the house next door to a gorgeous spitfire brunette. He can't take his eyes off her. Drunk and desperate to get her out of his mind, he mistakenly calls a phone sex line. He can't help but be drawn in by the woman's voice, her laugh, her everything. What happens when Genevieve and Damien's worlds collide in more ways than one? Can the alpha male tame the sassy girl next door? Why the fuck does she hate him so much? ⚠️This book is rated 18+. Reader discretion is advised⚠️ Trigger warning: Some readers may find content