Brian O'Neill. The coldest fella Tommen's has ever seen-or so they say. And I get it. He walks down the halls like he owns the place, never says much unless he has to, face like it's carved out of marble, always unreadable. He's like a winter prince-untouchable, a bit terrifying, and way too beautiful to be real. But he's mine. He's my boyfriend. He makes my heart beat like a bloody war drum every time he so much as looks at me with that stormy gaze of his. Protective to a fault. He'd burn the whole world down if it meant keeping his siblings safe. They're everything to him-his whole bleeding heart, even if he acts like he hasn't got one. And he fights. Not schoolyard scuffles. Not rugby scraps. I'm talking about underground, illegal fights. The kind you don't talk about. The kind you pray he walks away from. *** Daisy Biggs. If sunshine had a body and a runway walk, it'd be her. She's Ireland's it girl-covers of magazines, Vogue campaigns, CHANEL deals before she was even out of third year. Everyone knows her name. Every girl wants to be her, and every lad stares a bit too long when she walks past. But she's mine. She's my girlfriend. Yeah-me. The cold bastard with blood on his knuckles and bruises under his hoodie. I don't know how I pulled her, honest to God. Maybe 'cause she sees something in me no one else bothers to look for. But we keep it quiet. No one at Tommen's knows. Can't risk the papers finding out, or the other students. She's soft with me. Gentle in a way that makes me forget I've got cuts across my ribs or a busted lip. When I show up to her place, bleeding or shaking or just not right in the head after a fight, she never freaks. She just pulls me in, cleans me up, and wraps her arms around me like I'm something worth saving. I know she hates the fights. Hates what they do to me. Hates what I have to do to win. But what am I supposed to do? When you've got a da who treats you like a weapon, you learn real quick that choices are a luxury.

Jakob Laurent was an intensely quiet, no-nonsense type of man. Callan Grant was a sweet, slightly eccentric, small-business owner. ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ Callan needed to take some extra security precautions, but she could have never predicted that it would come in the form of a tall, brooding, and unbelievably stunning man. A stalker, a bodyguard, three iced lattes per day, and a heap of loungewear. Didn't that sound like the start of something wonderful? ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

#105 in the What's Hot list (12/12/15) (Book One of the Cold series.) She is innocent. He's a killer. She is merciful. He is ruthless. She has never killed. He has killed many times before. She wants nothing to do with him. He wants her. A/N: This is the first time I have written a story with a mean male roll so please bear with me. A/N: MY STORY, YOU STEAL IT, YOUR DEAD END OF STORY. IF YOU GET INSPIRED BY IT, THEN I'M FLATTERED, BUT WRITE IT DIFFERENT

He is lethal. He is vicious. He takes pleasure on pain he inflicts unto others. Alessandro Russo, the Russian Mafia's Bigboss who claims to be obsessed with me. ***** Highest Ranking: #1 in Obsessed #3 in Mafia #14 in Russian This story contains the following not intended for audience under the age of 18. You've been warned. ¤ Violence ¤ Lots of Swearing ¤ Sexual References You must follow me to access the Private Chapters. Ciao! Date Started: 05/16/18 Date Finished: (Ongoing)

The thought of him makes people cower. His name makes people choke. His face is unknown. He's killed hundreds and condemned to hell. Not even his own pack knows what he looks like. Nobody knows what he looks like. He is a monster. A killer. Fear him. She is kind. She is remarkably perfect and completely innocent. Her soul is warm and comforting, as is her presence. The people of her pack love and cherish her. She is the Alpha of the compassion packs daughter. Love her. The unlikely chance that the two would cross paths became extremely likely, especially when the two are destined to be together. A pull that can never be denied. Can she change who he is? Or will she forever fear him.

I walked into the clean, wide tattoo shop, to find a large red head lady sitting at the counter at her computer. As I walked up, she smiled and asked who I was booked for. "I'm here for my thigh, Johnny William" Smiling nervously at her wide grin. I saw a very tall, tanned well built man over near the tattoo seating. Putting his black plastic gloves on, then he looked over his shoulder directly at me. A small, evil smirk sunk into my soul. And his piercing rich green eyes darkened.

South Eastern University: Where the football players are royalty and Andrew Fayden is king. College was supposed to be Brook's chance to escape the rumors and the harassment that plagued her at home but she hadn't planned on meeting Andrew Fayden. Now, she's finding it hard to think of anything else or anyone else. She's determined to wipe him from her mind though because he is the definition of unavailable. He's got an on and off again girlfriend always on the sidelines and a flood of girls willing to take over that position. And his popularity makes it hard to keep a low profile, something she needs to do if she doesn't want to be pulled back into the drama of her past. Despite what she knows and all the warnings, she's finding it hard to resist and he's making it hard to say no. Warning: All kinds of explicit stuff. ***This book will be published Nov. 19th. Only a sample (First 5 chapters) remains available to read on Wattpad. Links for purchase will be added when they are available. Bonus chapters in Andrew's POV will continue to be added to this.***

***This is not the full version of the story since it got published. The complete version is available on Amazon. Paperback and Ebook links on my profile*** Eleanor Sanchez is not your normal seventeen year old girl living in a quiet suburban neighborhood on the outskirts of New York City. She has a price to pay almost everyday for loving her friends and family. Everybody knows about her past but nobody knows about the dark scars it had given her and how she deals with it. She didn't know she could hate with passion until the extremely rude and dangerously handsome Devon Parker arrives in the neighborhood with a mysterious air around him... The enigma in him suffocated her. His reckless passion for her burned her. Will he reduce her to ashes or will his fiery obsession help her rise again?

Olivia Westerfield had her entire life planned: graduate high school, attend college, get her dream job, then settle down with a nice guy and have equally intelligent and bright children. She thought college would just be like every other task of her master plan. But she didn't expect Grey, a rude boy with countless tattoos, a reputation for being wicked, scars from previous ring fights and peculiar pitch black eyes. Before him, she saw the world as black and white, good and evil. But after him, he made her see the middle ground - the grey. ------------- WARNING: Only 10% of this book is up as a teaser, for publication. HIGHEST RANKING: #129 in Romance