I started to aim the paper ball when I was disturbed by a husky chuckle, a sexy chuckle at that! "uh ,uh ,uh you have to be further away from the bin, not that close." He was right. I was just three maybe four steps away from the bin. I felt my face burn as a blush traveled from my cheeks to the tips of my ears. If feeling embarrassed wasn't bad enough, I soon felt two large strong hands grab securely around my waist as I felt my back on such a strong chest being pulled back further away from the trash bin. His scent was intoxicating, almost like coffee mixed with fresh pine leaves, a weird combination but I couldn't get enough. "Okay try now." Status: Ongoing

Emma van der Bilt is clever, snarky, and spoiled rotten. William Knight is cocky, impatient, and slightly dimwitted. So how exactly did Will manage to kidnap Emma and her best friend twice and live to talk about it? *** "What the hell-" I screeched. "Good morning, sunshine." I looked up in alarm and saw the smirking face of my kidnapper. His face would have made me a lot angrier had it not been terribly swollen, thanks to yours truly. "I'd say good morning, but judging by the boner on your face, I'd say you weren't having such a good morning." His self-satisfied smirk fell almost instantly, and his partner-in-crime laughed out loud from the driver's seat. "Actually," he said, "I'm having a pretty good morning. My luck's about to change. You wanna know why?" I didn't answer. "I'll tell you why. I've successfully kidnapped the daughter of one of the richest men in the country." "Don't start counting your lucky stars just yet. This isn't over yet," I snapped. "Isn't it?" he asked, raising the eyebrow above his good eye. His other one remained in a permanent squint, and it made it kind of hard to take him seriously. "I'm not the one who's naked and tied up in a stranger's back seat." I glanced down at myself and noticed for the first time that I was in my bra and panties. Honestly, I was kind of relieved. When he'd said "naked," I'd assumed he meant birthday-suit naked, not half-naked. *** Warning: Rated PG-13 for sexual content and language. Mostly language. I have a colorful vocabulary.

*Currently editing* His hands traveled to the hem of my shirt, going under slightly feeling my stomach. I moaned again. His lips left mine, which made me release a needy whimper. He started to place kisses along my jaw line til he made it right behind my ear. An embarrassing loud moan from my mouth floated across the empty parking lot. He kissed it again and told me in a very husky voice, "Say my name." Rose is the classification of an nerd. She takes A.P. courses and is never seen without a book. She is determined to pass her last year of high school with flying colors. No distractions. That is till her new, mysterious Literature teacher shows a particular interest in her. Will she stick to her plan or dive head first into a forbidden dance?

The first book in a series of crime thrillers. Val Bosanquet, a former New Orleans detective, is offered a job as Chief of a campus PD. A Haitian child killer he helped convict for the murder of her mother has just been enrolled at the university. Val stumbles across new evidence. Corporate corruption and Voodoo make for a volatile mix in the Deep South.

In the country of Hutcherson land 24 girls are throw into and arena and only one girl comes out alive. The one that wins gets to marry the son of the ruler. But in this case Violet is picked and so is her bestfriend. Will she kill to marry the rulers son or will she stay with her friend and not love him. Theres only one way to find out....

Nobody can forget their first kiss. Even if you were only 6 years old. Especially when the person who kissed you was your older brother's bestfriend. After Blair's father died, she became distant and her brother Blake has become very overprotective over his younger sister. His bestfriend, Aiden, was overprotective too. 10 years later, they're having a normal college life. After a few incidents, Aiden begins to look at Blair under a new perspective. But isn't there an unwritten rule about staying away from your bestfriend's sister?