"Never let an old flame burn you twice" Sydney Janes was a normal teenager until she got behind the wheel one fateful night. She lost her parents in a bad crash, but found Tony Becker - Hollywood's infamous troublemaker. Seeing she was only a kid who'd endured enough at his expense, Tony takes Sydney in and puts her to work. Sydney struggles to put up with the c-list playboy. She finally had enough when he crosses the line one night, driving her to flee to another city where she meets hardworking heartthrob, Wilson Taylor - son of the well known Taylors. Wilson quickly sets his sights on Sydney but is conflicted as he battles with the dilemma to end his two year long relationship with an older woman, Anna "Star" Cohen after finding out the kid he'd helped her raise for the past two years isn't her little brother at all, but the son she had at fifteen and has resented ever since. While Wilson tries exploring things with the new hot commodity who is Sydney, he juggles keeping his parents happy and maintaining their reputation as well as his own, and trying to get Hunter Cohen away from his troubled mother. In this twisted romantic dramedy, Sydney will take on developing a real relationship with Wilson, workaholic and seemingly perfect boy-next-door, and navigating life since blaming herself for her parent's death after escaping her toxic boss who she swore her life to. But don't let their charm and hot faces fool you, Sydney and Wilson have a dark side. So don't get in their way, they just want to go to Paris, man. . .

"Get away from me Gunner." I started to walk away, dismissing Pierce and anything that came out of his smug lips. "Oh come on, Ambrosia don't make me beg." He teased, his intentions being nothing but cruel and to piss me off. His hand soon grabbed my arm, the grip tightening so hard that I had been scared it would start to go blue. Pierce wanted one thing and that was for me to fear him, and I wasn't giving it to him. Everyone walked around terrified to even been in his sight, and I refused to bow down to the almighty Pierce Gunner. Slowly turning around to face him, my eyes bored into his as I pursed my lips before I swallowed a lump in my throat "I'm not scared of you." "Oh really?" He tested, his grip tightening and eyes becoming so cold they looked black as his pupils widened into his iris "Then why do you look like you're about to piss yourself?" Ripping my arm out of his grip, "You know if your dick was half the size your personality is, you might actually be able to get some girls." With that he pushed me back upon the wall and pinned me back so I was restricted in every way. "Watch it Ambrosia, no wonder your dad passed you off to your brother." I immediately spit in his face, and he turned his head for a minute, clenching his jaw and wiping it off before turning his head to me and wrapping his hands around my neck and placing pressure on my wind pipes. I began to struggle to breathe, as I grasped and clawed at his hands to release. "Now Ambrosia, it's gonna go my way. Now I'll release you if you agree but if not I'll fucking ruin you." He pressed harder "Now what's it gonna be? Ride or Die." • COMPLETED • • Does contain smut at times•

"Pierce, please I'm trying to study." I let out an aggravated sigh as my eyes flickered upward from the white-colored pages of my textbook. Pierce approached closer to me, sliding the textbook out from my lap and throwing it to the side. "Take a break." His voice demanded as he pressed his lips up to my neck, as he left soft kisses on my skin. I threw my head back, closing my eyes shut as the stress in my body left. I had been studying non-stop for my upcoming chemistry test and I had to admit it'd be nice to have a break. "I really need to study-" I started but couldn't finish my sentence as Pierce pressed his lips to mine. I gave in to his kiss as his lips moved in sync with mine. He pushed me flat down on the bed as his body hovered over mine. His hands grabbing my hips as he scrunched up my clothes, pushing them up to reveal my skin. I placed my hands flat on his chest as his lips continued to move with mine. The kiss turning from soft to passionate within seconds. He grabbed my thigh, forcing my legs to wrap around his torso not breaking his lips away for a second. I moved my hands down to the body of his shirt, tugging on the end of them. "For fuck sakes," Pierce muttered as he broke away from me, his phone ringing. He pulled away from me, grabbing his phone off the nightstand only for me to get a glance that it had been Xander calling. He placed the phone up to his ear, rubbing his face in his hands. "What is it?" I asked in concern, watching Pierce's expression change from annoyance to worry as Xander spoke through the phone. I waited for Pierce to say something but he didn't before hanging up and grabbing my leather jacket off the chair that was nearby, throwing it over to me. "We need to go. NOW." Pierce stated, his voice demanding and cold as he reached for his keys and walked out of the apartment. I sat on the bed, clutching my jacket in my hands as I stared ahead at the ground, swallowing a lump in my throat. Can I just catch a break for once?

IF YOU WANT A WELL WRITTEN GANG STORY: READ MY OTHER BOOK "RIDE OR DIE" This book is not well written, contains grammar errors, and overall super cliche. I was 13 when I wrote this. My other book is the same premise of this book but much more matured. * * * * Rain Thompson is an average 18 year-old. Well kind of Average. She lives with her dad; who was a lawyer but became a sheriff and 3 older brothers, while her parents are divorced. She's graduating High School. Rain has a perfectly normal life, that she's perfectly happy with. Ryker Anderson is a 20 year-old. He's the Towns Bad Boy. Has a horrible reputation. Doesn't care about anything. He is an all around play, and uses girls and throws them out. Ryker came from a foster home, and is now in one of the Cities biggest Gangs. Ryker and Rain are polar opposites. But what happens one-night when Rain and Ryker cross paths?? Will they develop a friendship? Or something more? Rain came across one thing, and that one thing is: The Bad Boy's Gang. ********************************* ● First Couple of Chapters are written horribly, but my writing skills approve later on ● I wrote this when I was THIRTEEN WARNING: Spelling and Grammar mistakes, do NOT leave comments correcting things Rated: PG-13

-I wrote this book a long time ago, and it's honestly written so badly I wouldn't even read it- WARNING: Please do not correct or judge anything, I wrote this book a long time ago and was young at the time, so the way characters and storyline are perceived is not the best --- DELETED SEQUEL -- -Completed Tatum Crawford. She's an average 18-year old teenager. She's clumsy, sarcastic, and has a tomboy personality. Her life was full of drama and she wanted nothing to do with it, to Tatum everything was frustrating. She's gotten over everything that did happen, except........... Her Ex best Friend. River Lockwood. He's the towns Bad Boy. River and Tatum use to be best friends. Until one night..... River screamed and flipped out on Tatum, and she doesn't even know why. They don't talk to each other, they haven't since sophomore year. What happens when River and Tatum cross paths? Will they become friends again? Or more? ************************************** WARNING: SPELLING AND GRAMMAR MISTAKES

Previously known as 'My Twin's Best Friend' 17 year old Riley Montgomery has put up with her twin brother's best friend, Tyler, the notorious bad boy and player, either constantly ignoring or bullying her since freshman year... He's infuriating and plagued with a dark past that she's completely oblivious to. He doesn't 'do' love, and instead of wearing his heart on his sleeve he wears his beloved denim jacket. She's broken. Shy and lonely with no one but her flamboyant best friend and golden boy twin to keep her company, she goes about life with her head down. Other than a futile attraction and some lingering stares, the two couldn't despise one another more. But will everything change by some stupid kiss? Cover by the wonderful- @liarede I literally wrote this book when I was 13, so please don't hate on my prepubescent self.

Maybe moving to America won't be as bad as it seems. _._.__._.__._.__._._ Copyright © 2016 All rights reserved®. #33 in Moving #29 in Teen Parent #53 in New Girl

Ava Grey is your ordinary, yet ambitious high school girl, enduring life with her friends by her side. Later on, she finds out that the school's jock is her next-door neighbor, and they form a unique and inevitable connection. Asher Cooper is the well-known jock at Eastwood High School. Although he has serious issues in his real life, he's good at hiding them and his emotions. He forms a special friendship with Ava Grey and decides to provide her with unforgettable adventures and memories to liven her senior year, yet he doesn't like how good she is at reading his lies and true feelings. Does their valuable friendship last? --------------- " How about we forget about everything that's happening in our miserable lives right now and just be ourselves ?" I say all in one deep breath with a really convincing voice. " Under one condition, brunette." " Did I mention you're also very complicated ?"I point out as she rolls her eyes. " Your condition ?" " Later on, you tell me about your miserable life, because I feel like I just told you about my past, present, and soon enough I'll start talking about my future. So?" I sigh, running a hand through my hair. " Whatever you want, Grey." She smiles. " Now my idea?" " I like this side of you, Asher Cooper and I hope I see more of it. " " Don't get used to it Grey, because for now you'll have to see the competitive side of me. " and with that I smack the ball out of her hands as she gasps and I start dribbling the ball away with my feet that are full of energy. --------------- What happens to this strong and valuable friendship? WARNING: Strong language, Violence, Cliche ( 100% ) Started February 12 2018 Status: Completed (September 29, 2020)

Hayden Willis had become used to her pampered life in New York, but all that's about to change after her mom marries a farmer from middle-of-nowhere Kansas. Hayden leaves the only home she's ever known, her friends, her boyfriend, and her city lifestyle, and everything absolutely sucks about her new home... Except for the Wyatt Cooper, the cute boy next door.

"You should really tell him soon," Austin said as he walked closer to me. "It's complicated," I sighed, avoiding eye contact with the greek god standing before me. "Try me," Austin took another step towards me and once again I moved away from him. My back hit the wall, preventing me from moving any further. "It's just that I didn't want to upset him if it turned out that this wasn't going anywhere," "So now what?" He asked. "Violet I like you a lot, this isn't just some fling," he took a final step toward me and placed both hands on the wall besides my head so I was trapped. I gulped at his words. "Do you really mean it? Because if I'm going to tell him and risk our friendship I need to know that I'm not going to catch you making out with some cheerleader next week," Austin leaned his head forward and nuzzled into my neck. "I want to try and make this work," he said huskily before trailing kisses up my neck and along my jaw. "Okay, I'll tell him," *** Like most of the female population at her school, Violet is completely and utterly head over heels in love with the sex god that is Austin Hendrix. Unlike most of the female population at her school, Violet just so happens to be best friends with Austin's brother, essentially meaning that Austin is off limits, not that that matters since Austin wouldn't even breathe in Violet's direction right? Wrong. After having Violet literally fall for him at a concert, Austin can't seem to get the girl with the sarcastic tongue and muddy converse out of his mind. Throw in Violet's over controlling dad, a phyco ex booty call and the fact that Austin has a knack for charming girls out of their dresses and things may get a little ... complicated. ** As much as I wish I took the picture of the sex god on my cover picture I didn't so credit to whoever that lucky person is**