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)

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~

Joclyn Woods looks like any other 17 year old, but no one knows what happens beyond the closed doors of her "house". Joclyn has been abused and bullied physically and emotionally for as long as she can remember. She's never had a friend let alone a boyfriend. She basically screams innocence. Even with what's happening, she has a heart of pure gold and would help anyone in a blink of an eye. Left at the doorstep of an orphanage in the middle of the thunderstorm, she had no one. In the orphanage, she was abused. Grayson Reed is the school bad boy. He has everything. The looks, the girls, the money, and what Joclyn would love to have, loving parents. There's just one secret he has. He's a gang leader. And the biggest, strongest, and scariest one in the world. What happens when he sets his eyes on the innocent Joclyn. ____________________________________ "I don't like the way he looks at you," I growled, pulling her closer to me. "What do you mean?" She asked innocently, looking up at me with her beautiful green eyes. I picked her up and placed her on the counter. "You're so short," I said, looking down at her. "Be quiet," she mumbled, blushing. "It's adorable," and then I kissed her soft pink lips. ____________________________________ Cover by: t_nisha Y'all please don't read this. I wrote this when I was 14 and had no clue what healthy relationships were (I still don't) and it's just a stupid book Warning: This is my first book I've written on wattpad so it's not gonna be the bomb.com, but give it a try.