Raven, she was a man's wet dream. She ran. She fought. She killed. She saved. A runaway. Ares, A cold-blooded killer. A Don. His looks were perfected by the gods. Nico, He's quiet. A murderer. He keeps to himself, but he has a softspot for her. Roman, he gets along with everyone. ............................................................................ A/N This is not a slow burn.

"He was bad, he smoked, he broke the law, he drove too fast for his own good, he didn't care because he didn't have anyone to teach him how to. But when it came to her he wanted to be the best man. He couldn't bare the thought of her being hurt by him...or by anyone else. He would kill to protect her, the girl that cared for someone as worthless as him in all her perfection." -Unknown _____________ Will Chase give up he's irresistible bad boy ways for one good looking good girl? Or is he just another bad boy... I AM AUSTRALIAN so please cut me some slack If I get something wrong!! First chapters will be a little off but it will get better. *Please give it a chance* -Jade xx Just a warning that there is a lot of swearing and a stereotypical gay guy, so if you can't handle it then I don't think this book is for you. Sorry to be rude...

(First book of the series - cos people keep on missing my sequel announcement 😭) Cassandra Johnson is Pixie. Pixie is Cassandra Johnson. She's the same girl who's leading two extremely different lives. Nobody would suspect the school's nerd as Pixie. 'Cause Pixie's a street fighter badass and the nerd does not have a single badass bone in her body. The chances of people discovering this peculiar secret is close to none but of course this is where fate inserts the certified new boy into the equation and makes an exception for him. Warning: heavy flow of profanities ahead. - and tears - or so I've heard.

We have all read stories about a girl falling for a bad boy. We have all also read stories about a girl falling for her childhood best friend. Well, what if she had to choose between the two? Welcome to the rollercoaster life of Adrianna Brooks! completed: 18 July, 2018 highest rankings: #1 [love triangle] 05.01.2020 #8 [teen fiction] 07.03.2020 #1 [teenage] 15.05.2021 #9 [funny] 16.11.2020

Jessica Bryans is perfectly happy with her life. She's working in the world’s most famous fashion company and she hasn’t got a worry in the world. That is until someone, that she never wanted to see again, shows up in her life—her ex best friend Jacob Marshall, hint: EX best friend. He’s all too willing to reconcile, and she’s all too willing wanting him OUT of his life. Or does she?

"You'd be surprised what people can endure when it's all they've ever known." Beck's voice was quiet, distant. I focused my eyes on a lone ember dying just outside the fire. "Tragic shit happens around us every day, to adults and to children. The fact that we try to brush it all under the rug - to pretend it doesn't happen... That's the bigger tragedy. To let those affected suffer in silence, instead of reaching out a hand - lending an ear," I whispered, and our little group grew quiet for a bit. "What if those affected are just trying to get through to tomorrow?" Beck said thoughtfully. I eyed him as I waited for him to continue. His brown waves fell in his amber eyes. "Maybe they don't want to talk about it. Maybe they're tired of thinking about it and just want to forget and move on to the next thing in life." His voice was casual as he shrugged, but his faraway eyes gave me the impression that he was speaking from experience. "I think," I paused, and he met my eyes. "Compartmentalizing works for a bit. Though, in the long run, it's only going to leave them in a much worse place mentally. It'll eat you alive, letting it fester so long. Even if the abused and damaged think they're getting through by shoving it down, saving it for the 'later' that never comes... They're really just turning themselves into a ticking time bomb." "Does that work for you?" He asked, and my eyes flickered back up to his. "Talking about it?" "What makes you think I've experienced such tragedy in my 17 years?" I responded quietly, the energy between us charged. "Maybe I was just curious." I offered. Beck stared back at me in disbelief, smoke pouring out of his mouth and curving up into a cloud around his eyes. How did he have me read so well, so quickly? a Fragile Kind of Brave, a Dark Romance that touches on attachment styles and trauma bonds. Reader's discretion advised.

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.

!!!Might Continue!!! "You are Mine! Not Brandon's! Not Charlie's! Mine!" He roared at me. "I am....yours" I whimper out before he seals my lips with a kiss. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Vanessa Golden is the nerd of the school. She has long dark brown hair and green eyes. She has slight freckles that cover her cheeks. Her skin is not tan but not pale white. Louis Folton is the schools bad boy and happens to be a Gang Leader. But what happens when Vanessa's dad opens up to her saying that he is part of the gang that is no other Lead by Louis. Will Vanessa leave her father? End up with Louis? Become the Gang's pet? Well, you will just have to wait and see.

"he wont see the tweet I mean he has thousands of girls asking for him to follow him. Your right he wont see it at all... I hope I mean it was a drunken mistake and its just one tweet.. what could go wrong?"

"Just tell me the reason why," Jordan pleaded, his eyes paralysing me helplessly to the spot. "I-I can't.. I made a promise." For Alexa and Jordan, it's all been pretend. Pretend dating, pretend holding hands, pretend loving. All in the name of what? Jealously, revenge? And what if that person is the one person you hate? The one person you told yourself you would never fall for. But is it really all pretend? What will win the battle; feelings, or the promise, along with the two forces, determined to tear them apart?