{SPIN-OFF TO "THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE" | SECOND BOOK IN THE SERIES} {2018-2023} *~* "Thank you for quitting that disgusting couple moment before I had to interrupt." "Careful, I might start making out with him just to torture you some more." "I hate you." "I have no objections." "Oh, god, please don't. Let's just get back to the task on hand." We all turn back around but find the table empty. "What? Where the hell did they go?" We hear the clearing of a throat right next to us, at the end of the booth, opposite the window. "Uhh-no hablo inglés. Me llamo Pablo." "You bitch-" "Traitor-"

[suffering because of w.b.] 'The battle-line between good and evil runs through the heart of every man' . . Does it? Really? . . The rules that are carved into every heart. The rules that should never break. Those rules are crumbling. And so is he.. . . The boy that was made then discarded.. The boy that was taken in then thrown away.. The boy that only knows how to hide behind a smile.. The boy that is lost.. The boy that cry's alone... That same boy, who is not what he appears to be.. . . Living by the rules carved into his heart with venom.. Because it's what he knows and what he believes.. . . Hurt..? Keep smiling.. Boys..? Can't cry.. Happiness..? Is torture.. Friends..? Are enemies.. The world..? Is hell.. Death..? A sanctuary.. Family..? Doesn't exist Lost..? Stay that way.. Alone..? Deserve to be.. Broken..? Keep it inside..

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)

Jade Jennings has spent most of her life in the Australian army. After coming back from a tour overseas she expected to be welcomed by her loving fiancé. What she didn't expect was to find him in bed with another woman, doing drugs and all her hard earned money gone. To escape the pain and betrayal Jade jumps at the opportunity to go back on tour. However, 9 months later she is back after a gruelling and horrifying tour that has left both her body and mind in pieces. Moving into her new apartment the last thing she wanted was to be living next to the gorgeously attractive Marcus Blackwood, who is well known for his heroic acts of bravery in the field as an elite SAS solider. As tension and attraction flies will Jade be able to keep her heart safe or will Marcus break her more, than she can handle. ***** CURRENTLY UNDER EDITING

{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 }

❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.

I walked barefoot across the huge battlefield. My white dress stroke the lifeless bodies, I carelessly walked over. "She's here!" the king yelled in relief, and with a quick swing of his sword he ended an enemy soldier's life. "I thought you were calling for reinforcements? We need an army, not a single woman!" the prince yelled back over the noisy crowd. I liked the deal from the king, I could devour thousands of souls today. Although one day I would take him and his cheeky son too. My eyes turned black, I was hungry, I needed to fill my own emptiness. The king stepped aside and bowed his head respectfully. "No son, an army wouldn't be enough. That's why I called her." __________ A descendant of death. Everyone fears her power, her character, her abilities. There aren't many creatures that can rival her. But what happens when she meets someone just like that, someone whose ability brings chaos? What if someone gives her cold heart a new flame? Does this create an alliance? Or a war of the Immortals? ---------------------------------------- This is my first story on this Wattpad account, I hope you like it! Maybe you know me from tik tok already :)) (ma_ddie0210)