| Highest ranking : #3 in Teen Fiction | | Highest ranking : #20 in Romance | | Highest ranking : #1 in Teen Romance | (Undeniably in love with the bad boy - shortly known as Undeniably) "Grayson. . This isn't right. What if my brother finds out?" I stressed. He placed a chaste kiss on my lips, "That's a risk I'm willing to take for you, baby" *** Meet Grace North, she's kind, sweet and puts everyone's happiness before her own. All she wants is to get through her last year of school without anyone getting in her way. Meet Grayson Snow, the polar opposite. He's the bad boy of Riverview high, he's the most egotistical guy you'll ever meet not to mention Grace's older brothers best friend, his only intention is to annoy his best friend's baby sister of whom he's developed quite an attraction for over the years. Follow the story about a near impossible love that consists of a cocky green eyed bad boy and an unnoticed 'good girl'.

A story in which a girl falls in love with a sociopath. Highest ranks: #1 in Teen Fiction, #1 in Humor, #12 in New Adult, #26 in Romance.

QUICK BURNING TYPE OF STORY!! "i love everything about you" "nobody understands me like you do"

This is about a wicked set of brothers not really having a father figure to look up to. Well, they did, but it wasn't in a good way. They never had a real mother to help them or teach them anything. All they ever grew up on was guns, killing, and drugs. Then that's when they meet, 𝐾𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑗𝑖

𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮.

𝐃𝐀 𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃, 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 ❝ 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘, 𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐎 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒, 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀 𝐌𝐄.❞ 𝖨𝖭 𝖶𝖧𝖨𝖢𝖧 𝖢𝖮𝖭𝖭𝖨𝖤 𝖬𝖤𝖤𝖳𝖲 𝖠𝖴𝖱𝖮𝖱𝖠 𝖳𝖧𝖱𝖮𝖴𝖦𝖧 𝖠 𝖦𝖠𝖬𝖤 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖳𝖧𝖱𝖮𝖴𝖦𝖧 𝖥𝖱𝖨𝖤𝖭𝖣𝖲. 𝖳𝖧𝖱𝖮𝖴𝖦𝖧 𝖠𝖫𝖫 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖳𝖱𝖨𝖠𝖫𝖲 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖳𝖱𝖨𝖡𝖴𝖫𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖮𝖭𝖲 OF THEIR RELATIONSHIP, THEY MAKE IT WORK.

"𝖽𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗎𝗉 𝗒𝗈 𝗁𝗈𝗈𝖽" ⚠︎︎A Hᴏᴏᴅғᴀɪʀʀʏʏ Pʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ

"𝘐 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 , 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶." - 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘳 a street romance ❤️

𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘴

"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor. "Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched him blow smoke into the air. "Yeah." He smirked, cockily. "How about when you learn how to talk to your girlfriend?" I took the blunt out of this hands and smashed it on the ashtray that was on the coffee table. "Whatchu do that for?" He bit his bottom lip, leaning into me. "Hm?" He went on, softly biting my neck. "I've told you, you can't smoke in here, Mitchell." "You're really not even supposed to be here." I said to him, considering my mother did not condone boys in her house but here he was. He'd completely ignored me though as he mushed his head into my neck, leaving small kisses. "Stop." I whined playfully as he pushed himself up onto me and kissed my lips, pushing me backwards with our lips still attached. "Mitch." I spoke nervously as he climbed on top of me while I now laid my back onto the carpet. "Let me hit that shit, ma." He spoke softly into my ear as he continued leaving kisses on my neck. "Mitch, we cant. My mom will be home from work soon." I expressed to him but he ran his hands up my school skirt anyway. "Stop bitchin'." "Let me finally pop that cherry, Z." He spoke, putting his lips on mine as he slowly moved my underwear aside and rubbed his fingers against my Girl. "Mm." I moaned, unfamiliar with this feeling but it felt great. And though I knew my mother would be here soon, I no longer wanted to stop. He continued rubbing it as I laid there, looking up into his eyes. As I did, he smirked down at me and I smiled small, rubbing a hand down his cheek. I was so in love with this boy.