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]

"Diana don't test my patience!" He growled irritated standing up and slamming his hands on the wooden desk in front of him I laughed bitterly " Or what?" I said "What are you going to do Agostino?" I asked nearing him "Fire me?" I laughed again " Hit me like your men did? Make me your whore?" I kept asking now standing directly in front of him He stayed quiet looking at me with blazing eyes and white fists by his sides like he was ready to kill I leaned into his face " What are you going to do?" I whispered to get some kind of reaction out of him "I will have to punish you if you continue" he said in a hard voice I rolled my eyes at him " Theres nothing to continue" I scanned his face slowly while he did the same "I'm done here" I said and his eyes immediately jumped back to mine with an undetectable emotion in them I turned to leave and proceeded to make my way towards the door. As I grabbed the door handle I heard footsteps behind me and warm hands grab me by the shoulders spinning me around and pushing my back hard against the door barely missing the handle "You know perfectly well I would never do any of those things to you" Agostino said staring into my eyes with hands on the door either sides of my face "I could never" he breathlessly whispered moving his face closer to mine I stared back at him in shock with all of my ideas of sarcastic remarks flying out the window He finally closed the space between us with his lips meeting mine **** Being offered a role of a Madam in a brothel of Italian mafia was unexpected however there was no other option for Diana Now her life will get even more packed with with fights, deaths and shootings as well as Passion and Love Warning: Not your typical good,naive girl and bad mafia book so please keep in mind #6 in Drama 3/8/2018 #114 in Romance 15/04/2018

(COMPLETED< UNDER EDITING) this book has what my friend describes as "the lockdown cringe" witch is the only way to describe it. If your into that then it'll be perfect. Yes its very fast paced and i hate it but it's my first book and there's only so much editing i can do to help it. ~~~~~ Mafia Boss Abe has any girl he could possibly want at his fingertips...why would he ever choose his best friends little sister knowing the conflict it would inevitably cause between them. ~~~~~ DISCLAIMER even after editing there are still a few inevitable mistakes with my spelling because i have dyslexia...if you absolutely wish to KINDLY point them out in a non judgmental way to HELP ME with no sarcasm in any way then feel free, however petty comments on every word that is spelt incorrectly is not beneficial to me at all it just makes me feel down about my writing, thank you x

"She's hot." "Yeah, I know. I'm kinda jealous..." "I'm gonna ask her out." "Are you crazy? You're asking for a death wish." "What's so wrong with me asking her out?" "Everything! You just can't." "Why!?" "Because she belongs to the king." - Mia White was just an ordinary girl that walked the face of earth. She was who people looked up to. She had good grades, was the kindest person you'd ever meet, and was breathtakingly beautiful. Everyone in ClearHills Academy loved her. But, there were also some who feared and despised her. Some people hated Mia because she was known as 'little miss perfect' and because she was claimed by the one who practically owned everything. Besides her best friend, Sarah, not many people approached her. Most people feared that if they were to do something wrong, it would anger him. And that was the last thing people wanted. Ace King was someone not to mess with. His father owns a powerful company that he would soon take over. He was what parents told their kids not become. He was the bad boy of ClearHills Academy. Ever since Ace first laid eyes on her as kids, she was what he wanted most. Mia was the only person who he'd drop on his knees and bow down to, she was the only person he cared not to be feared by. She was the only who could tame him. - "What is it dear? Do you want something else?" his mother asked, looking down to see his attention focused on something. Or rather, someone. "Her," he said, pointing at a girl, sitting on a small wooden stool with a book in her hands. "I want her." - ❝Everyone knows she belongs to him.❞ - WARNING [ contains mature language ] Highest Ranking #1 - 01/27/18 | Billionaire #1 - 02/01/18 | Romance STARTED on November 7, 2017

*Highest rank #9 in Teen fiction * Adam Smith, popularly known as the badass of the school-- wild, charming, and terrifying. People know Adam for either of the two reasons-- his intense passion for music or the rumour that he killed his last girlfriend. Enter Holly McCarthy, the new admission in school. She falls in love with the smallest things, cliché movies and flowers can sweep her off her feet. But this 'good girl' knows how to steer clear of trouble, that is till she crosses paths with Adam. Refusing to believe the school whispers, Holly trudges a little too close for her safety. One slap in a headstrong moment triggers this story of ego and revenge. For Adam, the game has just begun. One drunken night and 10 grand on the line, Adam vows to get Holly to bed in a week to avenge his humiliation. And he knows just how to play his cards. As Holly gets lovestruck by the bad boy, will her naivety cost her? Will he win the bet? Or will the ghosts of his past return to haunt him? As history seems to be repeating itself around Adam, everything is on the line for these two. [Yikes, I suck at descriptions haha, would love if ya'll gave this story a try *puppy dog eyes*] [Under minor editing, will not affect the storyline, just polishing grammar; Warning--you may come across badly edited chapters, sumimasen!] Copyright © Ananya Varma, 2016. All Rights Reserved.

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)

PAPERBACK ON AMAZON! ❝You're mine. Understand? And if I see you look at a guy the same way you look at me, I'll kill him. And I'll fuck you with his blood around my hand.❞ It should scare me. But it doesn't. ••• Alexandra Jones never believed in myths. But when she catches the eye of Diávolos, the infamous "silent killer," she starts to wonder. Her best friend thinks it's all a made-up story, but Alexandra is determined to prove the killer's existence. As she delves deeper into the mystery, Alexandra realizes that the truth may be more dangerous than she ever imagined. Her quest for answers puts her in the killer's crosshairs, and she soon realizes that she may be the next target. But things get even more complicated when Alexandra starts to develop feelings for the mysterious killer. Can she trust her heart, or will it lead her down a path of destruction? As the stakes get higher and the danger intensifies, Alexandra must make a choice: continue her search for the truth, or risk everything to be with the man she's falling for. [{50,000 - 100,000}] words. Written: 21 April 2022 Finished: 21 June 2022 # 74 Romance of 1.9million # 1 crazy out of 54.2K # 1 killer out of 47K stories # 1 spicy out of 10.9K stories # 1 deathandlife out of 9.4K stories # 7 fear out of 46K stories # 1 puzzle out of 3K stories # 8 confused out of 11.8K stories # 1 strictparents my

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

Rebel Simmons was just a girl who was dealt a shitty hand in the game of life. Despite her harsh and abusive upbringing, she worked hard, and studied harder. With an IQ of 252. she's a certified genius and is working towards her Masters Degree in Computer Engineering and Computer Science at Stanford University. When tough times hit and she's desperate for money, she steals $5 Million from an offshore bank account. Little did she know she was stealing from the most ruthless Mafia Boss in the world: Dante Vino. • MATURE THEMES 18+ • Cover designed by Holly Thurston

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.