There are three bad boys of Brookshire High and they are Axel Thrasher, Blake Lockhart and Nathan Rostro and somehow Oriana Thorn gets a house with all of them. She's probably considered lucky that she gets to live with three hot boys but she doesn't exactly think so. Oriana Thorn, the crazy and wild girl who really didn't care what she looked like, didn't care for others opinion, didn't care how people looked at her, she was fine being herself. She was fine wearing sweatpants to school and not showing her magnificent body all the time, but when she did everyone was surprised. She was also naturally beautiful, she never wore any other makeup except pomade from her eyebrows unless her friends made her. The three bad boys as they were known. They didn't care about anything at all to be honest, they all got what they wanted and that was fine for them, except Oriana Thorn who they didn't manage to get in each of their beds. You'd think it would be easy to get her in their bed as they lived together and have kissed multiple times but she'd always to tell them to stop. She just didn't want to be one of their toys, she wouldn't ever let someone degrade her like that. But maybe they'd give up trying. Maybe she'd give in or maybe they'd fall for each other. Who knows, right? [Highest Rank: #1 Wild & #1 WattpadWattys & #3 Education & #5 WattpadWattys & #15 BadBoyBadGirl]

*NOT FULLY EDITED* Adelyn Laurent; the only child to the rulers of the French Mafia. Treated nothing less than a princess her whole life, she dreamt of travelling the world, escaping her father's strict gaze and starting her very own French Patisserie. That is until an arranged marriage forces her to settle and give up on her chances of freedom. Luca De Santis; the heir to the Italian Mafia. Getting everything he wanted since birth, defying him is not option, and Adelyn is no exception. Star-struck with his wife's beauty even before wed, Luca is the first person to see through her princess act, and is willing to give her the world, if only she'll accept. ---- "Don't try and fight me Adelyn" he chuckles, "you want me on your side, not your enemies' side" "Oh is that so?" I say dryly He leans closer to me, "Tesoro I can give you the moon and the stars" I turn around and meet his eyes, my voice barely a whisper; "But I don't want that" // Reached #1 in French Reached #1 in Italian Reached #1 in MentalHealth Reached #1 in PrincessTreatment Reached #1 in Alliance Reached #1 in Promise Reached #2 in Rich Reached #2 in Slowburn

They were known as the two rivals. Since attending the academy at such a young age together, both Kye Santiago and Aliyah Perez, - the heirs to their mafias- have hated each other, and everyone knew. Until one day, their parents agreed for them to get married, joining the two mafias together. Kye and Aliyah have to learn to get along, showing the world that they were perfect together. The marriage has torn them apart even more, but has brought them even closer. ✥ ✥ ✥ ~Mature Content!~ Be warned this book contains language, mature scenes, and violence! All these characters and plot belong to me.

After flying overseas to enroll in a prestigious boarding school, Blake Graham assumes that she can finally catch a break. Instead, she encounters the boy who she fought with almost every day as a child. After moving back to England, then over to Cambridge Academy, Clark Ellington assumes that he can relax throughout high school before being thrown into the toxic world of the one percent. Instead, he bumps into the one girl that seems to always get on his nerves.

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)

Practice makes perfect, and when you're fighting to be the best in your sport that is especially true. Ryder and Francesca are no exception. They are dedicated to their sport and refuse to let anything distracted. But when a scheduling conflict forces the two to share the ice, staying focused becomes just a little harder. TW// mentions to abuse & scenes of verbal abuse

•Fine lines are a tightrope that are bound to break• Tate has just moved home from college to show her Dad how serious she is in pursuing her photography career, taking a 'job' opportunity for his hockey team. Not being home even 12 hours she's face to face with a text message in the middle of the night that changes everything. She's sworn off putting herself in harms way again and yet she may have done that blindly. Will she regret it? Wyatt is the team captain of his hockey team, living away from his family to pursue his dream of being in the NHL, he loses sight of what's important and goes through a nasty break up throwing off his game. Drunk and disordley texting the wrong number he think's is his ex girlfriend, only by luck he doesn't type in the right number and is left with talking to a mystery girl. He can't get attached to someone new and focus on his game and team. He has to pick one or the other. Can he have the best of both worlds? *All chapters, characters and storyline is owned by myself the author*

Aaron Russo - Don of the Russo mafia. "To kill or be killed" He had many women in his life but the one thing he didn't do was love or relationships. He said it was a weakness, something people can exploit and hold against you, something he can't have being the head of the mafia. His main objectives are making money, killing traitors and over powering every other mob. That's until he laid eyes on her. Aaron Russo may not do love or relationships, but he knew she was going to be his. She was made for him. Florence Stan - First year uni student. Finally away from strict parents and boyfriend. Studying, making friends and partying is on her agenda for the next three years while she stays in accommodation. She wanted to see what she'd been missing over the years when her father wouldn't allow her to go out, that's untill she ends up at the wrong club at the wrong time. His club. Little did she know the "freedom" she thought she'd just gained would disappear once again. She would no longer be her father's property but his. •• "Well you didn't think I'd just sit here, accept your deal and fall at your knees begging for you to be with me forever, did you?" I smile at her causing her smile to drop. "Don't answer that, you proved you were a freak when you kidnapped me. Anyways, since I have lived with my father for 18 years, I know what men like you and him are like, there's no way for me to get out of this. So, for the next two years I will do everything to make you hate me, I will make you wish you never brought me into your life. By time It gets to the end you will be begging my father to take me back." I slowly get up and walk around the table till I'm right in front of her. Her breathing hitches as I sit on the desk with my hands on my knees, bent down inches away from her face "Princess, I don't beg, the only person who will be begging is you when you want me to fuck that sweet little pussy of yours. Don't make empty threats again