[THIRD BOOK IN THE 'HIS' SERIES] [2017] "Why don't you go for a hike in those ridiculous death traps you call heels." I suggest. "Maybe you can fall off a cliff while you're at it." "Y-you bitch!" Is her amazing reply. I roll my eyes. "Amazing comeback. Do you want a cookie?" "Shut up!" She squeals, stomping her foot. "I don't want to hear your voice!" "I'm just replying to your stupid ass comebacks, puta." I tell her. "If you want me to shut up and not hear my voice, you should walk far, far away. Right into a shark's mouth." "Ugh!" She stomps her heeled foot again and storms off. "You're good." Blake says from next to me, an amused smirk on his pink lips. "Well, duh!" Harmony stretches out. "Her mother and grandmother are both queens, so obviously she inherited it." Rose tells him. Then Ryder, Tyler, Carter and Kiev rush over to us. "Hey, if you guys see a fuming Ms Hayfer covered in paint, tell her we moved to Mars." Ryder pants out before they run off again. Just then, a fuming Ms Hayfer walks over covered in green paint. "Where are they?" She questions angrily, stopping in front of us. "Wow, Ms H. Green is definitely not your colour." Blake says bluntly, making Rose and Harmony giggle into their hands. "Where. Are. They?" She grits out, teeth clenched. This time I answer her. "They moved to Mars." *~* (THIS IS THE THIRD BOOK IN THE 'HIS OREO PRINCESA' SERIES.) BOOK 1: HIS OREO PRINCESA BOOK 2: HIS LITTLE DEVIL BOOK 3: HIS BEAUTIFUL AMORE

[SECOND BOOK IN THE 'HIS' SERIES] [2017] "Of course I'm just like my mother." I roll my grey eyes. "I popped out of her uterus." "Miss Paris!" "Ms Hayfer!" I mimic my History teacher. "Ms Hayfer, think fast!" Ms Hayfer turns her head just in time to get nailed in the forehead with a paper ball. "Mr TeNana-Williams!" She fumes. Raziel shrugs innocently. "What? I told you to think fast." "Ms Hayfer, catch!" She turns around and an eraser lands in her mouth. She spits it out. "Mr Hale!" River shrugs and gives her a smirk. "Ms Hayfer, watch out!" Jayden throws a pencil, which nails her in the forehead. "Fee-Fee Fuzzy Poops will shove his horn so far up your a-" Ashlynn starts but is cut off by Hunter. "So far up my what?" He continues to poke her arm. "YOU SIX ARE THE SPAWNS OF SATAN!" WARNING: Mentions of abuse and r*pe. *~* [SEQUAL/SPINOFF OF: HIS OREO PRINCESA] BOOK 1: His Oreo Princesa BOOK 2: His Little Devil BOOK 3: His Beautiful Amore

Peyton has no family. Her parents died in a car crash, her grandparents died a while ago and she's an only child. She's been to at least fifteen funerals in her lifetime, for family but now she only has one more funeral to go to. Her own.

When the quiet girl in Clayton Hugh's chemistry class comes knocking on his door at five in the morning barely covered up in her little pajamas, inattentive, and drooling like crazy, he has no choice but to take her inside. But once Lucy Walker wakes up inside a room she has never seen before wearing an over-sized t-shirt and gym shorts, you can imagine the pure panic setting in her. The subtle addition of Clayton entering the room shirtless doesn't help much either. After three years of fawning over him, leave it up to her sleepwalking to finally get Clayton Hugh to notice her.

"Vladimir please just let me go I won't tell anyone just please leave me be." I pleaded while still curled in a ball. "Let's get something straight you will never leave my side you here...DO YOU UNDERSTAND ASHANTI!!!" He says snatching me up and bending my head at an uncomfortable and hurtful angle. "I...I understand." I say trying not to cry harder than I already was. __________________________________________________ My name is Ashanti and this is my story of going through life with an abusive husband who happens to be the biggest mob boss in Russia. Why does he want me? Why did he take me? Why won't he kill me? I don't know the only thing he tells me is that my beauty and name draws him to me and makes him want me more than anything. He will never understand that I never wanted him and if given the chance I would kill him if I wasn't fearful of him or the people who'll come after me if their boss was dead and all at the hands of his wife. __________________________________________________ Like what you reading then stay and continue on this journey through hell with me and don't forget to vote, comment and follow me for more dark romance or whatever genre appeals to me or you guys in the near future. Love ~ Laila ❤

"I never chose the life I had back then. Never asked for it but now all that I have, I have earned. Maybe not by the right means, but they are mine all the same. " His rough hands caressed my tear stained cheeks with such gentleness that it could easily fool me. It almost did. I wanted to scoot away but the ropes tying my hands to the bedpost, tugged at my skin harshly. There was no escape. "But even if I get everything in the world, there will always be one thing missing." He didn't have to complete the sentence for me to know the answer. **** The darkness from her past had returned hand in hand with the taunting present. Rose was caged in the hands of the devil, and he was not ready to let go anytime sooner. **** Sequel to the submission series. (Submit #2) Triggers and smut present. I do not own the background picture of this book's cover. Book cover made by me.

Highest rank #1 in ChickLit ● ● ● ● ● ● All it took was a few minutes for her life to change forever. Six years ago she was saved from an imminent death by a good samaritain. Now, years later, she's offered a deal of a lifetime that could possibly be the best decision she's ever made, or the worst mistake of her life. ● ● ● ● ● ● Is five million dollars ever enough, if it meant giving away life itself? Eva Chambers is about to find that when it comes to life, this art is harder than we think.

"Go ahead," I said, backing up against the pink wall of the shop. "Do something other than glare at me." I waited. One, two, three seconds... and nothing. I raised my chin at him. "You're boring me, mute boy." He stepped closer. Leaned toward me as his gaze burned into mine. Then... ❀ ❀ ❀ After three months in juvenile detention, it's time for Romy Pereira to help out with her family's flower shop. And it's not all bad... until they hire Jack Michel to work beside her. He doesn't speak, communicating with glares and scowls instead of words, and seems to be more interested in literal rocks than other human beings. And with an ex-convict mother, her friends drifting away, and the flower shop falling apart, the last thing Romy wants to deal with is Jack's attitude. She'll forever praise the day he screws up big time and gets himself fired, but until that day comes, it's mostly one cold-hearted girl, her silent (but still infuriating) coworker, and a whole lot flowers. [word count: 100k] [originally written in 2014-2015; re-write completed 2020-2021] ❀ Rankings ❀ #1 in #badgirl #1 in #goodboy #1 in #flowershop #1 in #sociopath

In which a girl can't go a day without an anxiety attack and a boy can't go a day without noticing

I wiped my eyes once again to see deep piercing green ones looking down at me. More tears came as I saw the root of my anger, and I stood up pushing past him. I tried to run but got pulled back by a hand grabbing my wrist. "What happened?" Clyde demanded angrily. "Get off of me!" I growled and pried his fingers off my wrist and continued to the bathroom. Once inside I went into a stall and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe my face. Why was I always crying? I heard the door open and I tried to contain my sniffling so that they wouldn't hear. Then I looked down to see the feet and saw Clyde crawling under my stall. ~~~~~ Alexa Moore is a crybaby. She can't deal well with her emotions; if she is frustrated, angry, sad, mad, or hurt she can't help but cry. She hates that she always feels the need to cry and tries to stay happy by being unconfrontational, and staying away from jerks. Clyde Wood is seemingly heartless. Through the bad, sad, hurtful, and pissing situations he appears to be tougher than nails. Sure he is happy most times, but in the eyes of many he is a heartless jerk that picks on everyone. If it wasn't for his great looks he'd probably be with the Gothic kids, not the popular ones. That, and he made a hobby of being a player. Alexa meeting Clyde was definitely a recipe for disaster, causing her to shed more tears than in her entire 17 years. The year goes from good to bad to good to bad, and end bad? With so much heart churning events, will there really be a rainbow after the storm?