What happens when Ms Innocent, Chelsea-Anne Richards is kicked out of her dorm room and has no place to stay? What happens when a curly-haired stranger offers her a place with his best friend? His best friend, Kyle Chambers aka Mr Rude. Rude is an understatement, not to mention that he's a womanizer too. He can't stan...
"He was bad. He smoked, he broke the law, he drove too fast for his own good. He didn't care because no one taught 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 who cared about someo...
#1 Teen Fiction | #1 Young Adult | #1 Romance "We all need someone to drive us mad." - The Wombats. He stared arrogantly down at me, a smirk plastered across his face. I sneered up at him with distaste, wanting to wrap my fingers around his neck and strangle that smirk off of him. He brushed my golden hair from my f...
"You wear your darkness like some women wear a little black dress, it's shining in those green eyes of yours." "Underestimating me will be anyone's first mistake," I tell him. "One should never underestimate the woman who has the ability to shatter souls; destroy and burn everything anyone owns. One should never unde...
"So we're not going to fuck?" He asked. I turned around to stare at him and shook my head. "No we are not going to fuck." I stated, closed my door with a bang and locked it . I heard his boastful chuckles and shook my head in amusement. This guy seriously won't give up. "You will fall for me sooner or later bellissima...
Talia Ramsay and Ryder Smith always hated each other. Most people in their school would call them enemy's, some wouldn't go that far. Everyone found their pranks and the snarky comments that came along with them amusing. With almost every rumour involving the two of them, a lot of people questioned if it was really h...
~~~ Ryder's face turned angry as he pushed me back up against a wall. His face hovered inches from mine. I could feel his hot breath on my lips that smelled like cinnamon. With his chest pressed up against mine, my heart was beating rapidly while he smirked and leaned closer, if that was even possible. "Don't mes...