18-year-old Farrah gets thrown into a whole new life with her best friend Olly. Moving half way across the world comes with complications and troubles, but undeniable joy and new experiences to thrive in. One of those experiences being meeting someone. He's arrogant and conceited, the complete opposite of Farrah. But like they say, opposites attract... right? She keeps unfolding new secrets within the professional environment where she newly works, finding out that not everyone is who they say they are. Trust is delicate, darling. -------- My thoughts are crumpled as I go flying to the floor behind me, hitting it harshly with impact. I land straight on my ass, my forearms flying to my sides to support me. The room spins slightly as I lift my gaze to try and see the cause that made me fall to the ground in front of so many people. Way to make a good first impression, now they all probably think you're a clumsy bitch who doesn't belong in this professional environment. I try to rid my fogged mind as I direct my gaze upwards, as soon as I do, I freeze. My mind doesn't take in any of my surroundings apart from the dark eyes locked with my own, sending daggers in my direction. They are a cruel grey, they look like shadows descending onto me. I never knew that the look in someone's eyes could make me so timid and afraid, I feel like prey and the predator is stood intimidatingly over me waiting for the right moment to attack again. "Watch where you're going next time, darling," the husky voice echoes off of the cold walls of the foyer, making his condescending tone rebound multiple times through my mind. I stay slouched on the floor, hands behind me as I stare up at him in shock, unable to form any words. His strident words still rebounding through me, words that were patronising and brutal. His eyes make me afraid, but his words make me infuriated.

He tilted my chin to face him again and he whispered. "Say it, darling." "What?" I whimpered out. "I am yours and you are mine." He stroked my cheek with his thumb. He brought his lips to the base of my jaw and started kissing down. "I-I am yours." I was breathing heavily. "And you are mine." Damien came back to my face, smiled, and kissed my lips again. *** Naya Belle Gardner has been through a lot. In less than a year she lost her entire family and was sent away to a rehabilitation center. After being cooped up in there, she was just released. She decides she should get far away from there and moves back to New York. She wants a new life. Her plan was to stay in her small apartment, find a job, and hopefully make enough money for a good living. However, that doesn't go as planned once she meets him. Damien Amante is the local gang leader of the Scarlet Vipers. He's mean, rude, and doesn't care about anyone else's feelings. Before quite literally running into the new girl in town, he only lived life for sex and fights. Once he met her, though, that all changed. It seemed like the universe wanted them to end up together, even after trying to push her away with the multiple rude comments. Will Naya let Damien treat her like that? How will she deal with her past coming back to haunt her? To what extent will he go to protect her? This isn't a story about finding love. Rather it's a story about fighting the obstacles that try to end it. #1 in Promise (12•10•21) #1 in Gangs (6•9•22) #1 in HimandHer (3•19•23) #9 in Love (6•9•22) #2 in Laugh (5•15•22) #2 in Hot (1•5•22) #8 in Sexy (1•5•22) #2 in Party (1•9•22) #8 in Darling (1•7•22) #2 in Leather Jackets (1•12•22) #2 in Damien (1•15•22) #2 in Naya (6•1•22) #4 in Couple (2•20•22) #6 in Motorcycle (4•4•22)

"Did I make myself clear, Paris?" He said and put a strand of my hair behind my ear. I gritted my teeth in anger. He- no I'm the stupid one! How could i let him do that to me. Now he thinks that he has power over me. "About what, Elias?" I crossed my arms on my chest. My breathing pace picked up again when he came closer to me. "That I'm the only man you should stay close to, that I'm the only man that can make you wet, and that I'm the only man that can make you cum." Paris Armer-a sweet and precious but hotheaded girl. What will happen when she falls into Elias Campbell's arms? Will he be able to catch and keep her? ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ please don't expect A LOT from this book. It has a lot of errors, typos mistakes bcs i'm not a perfect writer. It's CRINGE at times bcs i was 16 when i wrote it!!! Be aware‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘖𝘕𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠} Ria Romano knew hurt like the back of her hand. She was dealt her fair share of bad cards, more than anyone so young should have to face. A cynical girl riddled with the remnants of her past, a shattered sort of soul. She concealed like it was second nature; her instinct being to suppress. She'd offer you a cigarette with a shrug while you were crying because she never was too great with affection. She didn't smile so often but when she did and it was directed at you, you'd never feel such satisfaction. I was told Aria preferred to be alone, isolated; clouding her mind with inhales of her cigarette and drowning it in alcohol. Until she was dealt her good card, out of the pack of bad. They had a love beautiful enough to last a lifetime, the type directors desire to capture and authors aspire to write. Two souls, shattered by the cruelty of the world time and time again with flames that rekindled each others. They were each other's oxygen. They breathed life back into each other, those two insomniacs. <3

Luna is always looking at the bright side of things. She looks for any ray of sunshine in a sea of darkness. She manages to bring a smile to her face even on her darkest days. One day she stumbles upon a boy in a library. Everyone needs a little bit of light in their life. Maybe she could be his. Highest ranks: #1 in library #1 in teen love #1 in funny #2 in high school #2 in cute #2 in good girl #1 in cliche #3 in friends to lovers

** Sequel to There's No Good.** ••• So I'll play the part, they'll have no idea. Both sides will think they're using me. Both sides will think I'm on their side. I'm their puppet and they're my puppeteer. Telling how to act, and talk. But the won't be able to tell me what to think. They won't know this, but I'll have them exactly where I want them. I want them all to burn, and I want even more to be the one to light the match. •••

••• In a world of heroes there will always be a villain. Because wherever there's a hero around, there will be a villain lurking in the shadows. Because that's common sense right? For every hero, there's a villain. Hero's wouldn't be needed if there weren't bad guys for them to stop. So every story has a villain. This story is about a villain. But what if the villain is actually not so evil at all. What if she's just a girl, being punished not because of what she did. But for what her father has. Is that fair? You don't get to pick your parents. But you do get to pick and decide how you, yourself will act. This is a story about a girl. Maybe evil, maybe good. But under all the labels thrown at her, she's just a girl. Forced into a life she didn't want. Forced to go to school with people who look down on her. Forced by her father to follow a plan. A plan to make the world's most loved boy, the prince, to fall in love with her. All so that her father can get what he wants. But her father didn't think of one slight flaw. The fact that his daughter, is just a girl. And even if he's a prince, he's just a boy. And could it be more obvious? Naturally, one is bound to fall in love. It's all fun and games until the wrong person falls in love. Love fucks everything up. •••

| 1st Book In Devil May Care Series | If you're going to start a war, you better know what you're fighting for. The voices in her head won't stop but pain is something she's use too. Azrael lives a life shedding tears of sadness, she hates the world and everyone in it. She feels trapped after having her father taken away from her, she's left to take care of her little brother. She's left lost and confused with nobody to help her, she's someone whose fearless and tough on the outside but inside hides a weak girl who lives in fear until a childhood best friend comes rambling back into her life. Lucio's back to face his past. To face his brothers and everyone he's left behind, to face the girl he fell in love with. The girl he's loved since he was a boy. Only one problem. She wants nothing to do with him. Azrael (N.) - angel of death |Editing|

Libby Johnson fantasizes of the future. Counting down the days until her high-school graduation, until the day she can whisk herself away from her small town and her nightmares of the day that almost stole her life. Grayson Smith is glued in the past. He constantly is in search of a person to save from his own history. Every day he sits idle in hope of a troubled soul to salvage. Starting fresh in a new school away from his past peers, nightmares loom in his path. When Libby and Grayson meet on the first day of a new semester, Libby is adamant to keep her head down and her words bitter when his smile cuts through her. His words of pleasantries mold into something sour with each day that passes. Libby cannot afford anyone holding her back in the town of Plainsville where the people are drab and the forests hold a thousand secrets. When the pair keep bumping into each other, despite Libby's disapproval, it's uncertain how Libby will escape Grayson and his stubborn ambition of saving her fate. With each coveted meeting in secret hidings, only time proves to Libby that Grayson isn't her enemy and that not every citizen in her home-town wants to suck the good out of her. It's only with Libby that Grayson cam begin to heal the history that wounded him. But as Libby and Grayson's world comes together, the sky brews a storm that only few are estimated to survive.

{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 }