Zen "Jersey" Sinatra is an outspoken, wild, and spontaneous individual. She talks a bunch of shit, and has a pack of friends to back it up for her. Zen is one of the biggest tattoo artists in Los Angeles. She owns her own tattoo shop that never has a slow day. Most would say that Zen is living the life. She lives in a penthouse suite (paid by her ex-mafia affiliated father), owns her own business, and can get any girl she likes. The only thing Zen is committed to is her job, her friends, and her family. Never has Zen been in a committed relationship, and she believes she never will. Well, that's until a troubled Finley Wood shows up.

Journey Foster is an eighteen year old girl who is the the captain of her high school soccer team. Being a senior, and one of the best soccer players her school has ever had, she tends to be a bit more popular. Most know her name, guys, and now girls since she came out about her sexuality, indulge in her looks. Even with the interested stares from most of the girls and guys in the school, it's one girl that Journey is the most interested in, Cameron Ramsey. A slightly mysterious blonde with the smile of an angel but the mouth of a sailor. Her bad girl exterior seems to reel Journey Foster in. But what happens when the past gets brought up, and the big bad wolf comes out to play?

"You want me to be a genius or do you want me to fuck you?" • • • The Alexandrettia is the finest school in the state, known for producing the smartest, and most talented kids in America. 21 year old keen painter Mia Hanson managed to get a spot. She worked her whole life to get inside, to see the hallowed halls her biggest idols once walked through. But those very same halls gets vandalized one wild night, and the person responsible gets sentenced to do community service, working as a janitor to clean up his mess. With his brooding eyes, filthy mouth and body covered up in ink, Eli the type of guy you run away from; The type who only lives for the trouble; The type you just know packs a brain the size of a peanut. But when one of Fermat's biggest unsolved mathematical problems gets solved by an unknown source, rumors start as to who and where this genius might be... Well: Three guesses who?

He takes his other hand putting my hair behind my ear. Why is he doing this? He slowly brings his lips to my ear. I can feel his lips barely touching the top of my ear making me suck in a sharp breath. "I like knowing you're scared of me" He whispers. His breath hits my ear and fans out to my neck. I shiver at his words. He stays that way for a moment before sliding his hand down my forearm and slowly pulling his head away. Our bodies still touching, he looks down at me with a smirk on his lips before he lets me go and walks away without another word. ~~~~ He is not the same person anymore. He has secrets. With him in her life, it is just a bittersweet tragedy.

Juliette Skye I'm broken. Lonely. Empty. Cruel words and even crueler people have taken all that I had. I need someone to save me. To give me their hand so I don't drown. But instead I am pushed back in the water. By him. Knight Spencer I'm raging. Angry. A monster. My past has made me this way. I have seen the worst that people can be. The worst that people can do. It's etched in my brain and I need to take it out. Take out the anger and pain. And I do. On her. The Triarii - book 1

Veronica Pierce was a quiet girl with a lot of secrets. She kept to herself and that was the way she liked it. Until her first day of junior year, when she met the one boy who would change her life in ways she didn't even know. But there was one problem...he had many secrets too. Hi Everyone! Thanks for viewing my book! We finally have a name and cover!! I'm so excited to be on this journey with you! If you have any input feel free to comment, i would love some feedback. Anyways, i hope you are enjoying my story so far! Love you lots xo -Ally

" no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin " warning: heavy sexual content and other mature themes

"No one can know, don't you know? No one can know what she is to him, because that's a weakness, and he doesn't do weakness." Victor Zsasz. The very definition of detached. He doesn't do emotion, he doesn't do feelings, or so he thought. Novella Owens. She isn't special, at least according to her. He shouldn't have noticed the girl with the lilac colored hair, but he did. Victor should have stayed in that night. He didn't need the money from the mission, but it was a job-and he loved his job. It was supposed to be quick and easy, in and out but it wasn't. Novella had a job, everyone does in Gotham some more legal than others. She had one of the most boring jobs in the whole city, an intern at the GCPD. She shouldn't have left the room when she heard gunshots, but she did. And now...no one can know. •*•*•*• Started: June 12, 2018 Finished: TBD

"this thing called love, i just can't handle it." (roger taylor x oc) (slow-burn) ♡