He slammed me against the brick wall,making a short gasp escape my mouth. "Your mine...and only mine." He growled in a low,feisty tone. "Yea....haha here's the ish....your not my mom,or my dad...so I'm not yours....you don't own me and I'm sure I don't have a logo or tattoo on me saying 'oh I belong to Darren Smith' so shut the fuck up and do one child!" I yelled in his face,putting up the middle finger. Jennifer Lawson normal 17 years old ,funny,shy and clever high school teenager.When she finds out the biggest Bad boy in Swonsworth is out of jail and joining her High School, the only thing she wants to do is stay away from him for the rest of her high school year. Now,this may sound easy because, she is a normal high school student,who doesn't attract many people towards her,but what happens when the Bad boy has his target on her and only her and what's the secret behind this likeing? ...

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

"So this was all just a game to you . . .this whole time, you pretended to like me in order to humiliate me in front of the entire school?" An air of melancholia surrounded me, eyes watery like never before. "Were your feelings for me ever real?" There wasn't even a trace of an apologetic expression on his features as he tucked his hands in his pockets, before he gave a nonchalant shrug. The sudden urge for revenge became a prominent priority. He regarded me passively. "It's not my fault that you fell for me in the first place." he justified as he advanced my way, closing the gap between us. Unstably, I strode backwards on the concrete. ". . .stay back." I whimpered. "You're nothing but cold hearted." ·•● Two years ago, Emery Roy was tragically exposed to what some could call an intense betrayal all thanks to the originator - Dean Darnell. Everything went downward spiral after they started dating. What appeared to be a match-made in heaven, turned from blissful to disastrous the moment Dean humiliated Emery in front of the entire school, leaving her completely heartbroken. So to avoid him at all cost, she did what any person would do: transfer school. Fast forward two years later. What happens when she's returning back to Roosevelt High, for the first time during senior year? She only has a few tasks: avoid Dean and face her obstacles. The only question is will she succeed or will she get fooled again? Highest Rankings : | Teen Fiction #5 | | Romance #24 | | Basketball #1 | | Drama #2 | August 8th, 2020 | Humor #3 | September 6th, 2021 WARNING: Contains Uncensored Language Copyright © All Rights Reserved 2014

Book 4 of The Price Brothers Stories Tara wasn't a stranger to having no food in the house or having the power disconnected. Her father was a gambler and a drunk. He didn't care what happened to his daughter and when his luck had finally run out he used her. She became his way of paying his rising gambling debt. She became Mrs Lucas Porter. © Copyright. All Rights Reserved. #30 in General Fiction 23/1/2015

#1 in Thriller /15-05-18/ "I want her", he says in a deep voice, causing me to shiver. His hair and eyes are the same color as the sky at night and his lips are curled up in a mischievous smirk. He reaches out his hand and gently touches my cheek and I take a step back, my eyes full of anger and fear. "Ah, feisty one, aren't you?" I hear him say as he leans in closer, trapping me between the cold wall and his tense body. Copyright © 2014

Archer Morales's life is finally perfect. He's married to the girl of his dreams and finally has a job he enjoys. But when something completely unexpected happens, Archer discovers that his wife, Hadley, has been keeping secrets, and that his past isn't going to be staying in the past for much longer.

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

Many years ago, the vampires exposed themselves to the human civilization. They had believed they could live among the humans peacefully; however, after years of coexisting, one vampire loses control and kills over one-hundred humans in New York City. One by one, the vampires are hunted down and placed in a sector that is heavily guarded day and night. Whenever a vampire tries to escape, he or she is shot at first sight with a gun powerful enough to burst their body into million of pieces. Outraged with what is happening, the king of the vampires rises against the humans with the help of the king of the werewolves. Together, they conquer the earth. What is left of the human population is forced to either live in sectors--encircled by large walls--or be exterminated into extinction. Now, every year, any human from the ages of eighteen through twenty-one is chosen to go into Bevelon--the capital; the place where the wealthy supernatural beings live. When Kendra gets chosen on her eighteen birthday, she has no other option but to leave everything behind to live with her new master; a dark, dangerous man capable of ending her existence and her family's with the lift of a finger. Perhaps, living in the wealthiest place on earth isn't as bad as it appears. Inspired Obviously by The Hunger Games and my obsession with supernatural beings.

7 years ago I was an ignorant, naive fool blissfully happily married to my husband. 5 years later I was a determined FBI Agent who wanted nothing more than to put the same husband in jail.

(COMPLETED & UNEDITED) His full lips were curled into a smirk as he grabbed her by the arm roughly. "And who might you be?" He asked her while she heard her father mutter something in a language she didn't know. "Estefania De Luca," she answered him as his smirk slowly turned into a smile. She wanted to break free from him and run to her father, but she knew that would only cause a bigger mess for her to clean up and she did not want to get into trouble with Dominic. Her father already was. She watched as he slowly turned to her father and laughed. "De Luca I didn't know your little daughter was so adorable," he said while her father just groaned out in pain. She instinctively tried to move forward only to be roughly yanked back by Dominic. "How old are you again kitten?" Stef tried to turn to her mother but he took her chin in his big hands and forced her to look at him. "I..I just turned eighteen," she forced out of her mouth. ************ Dominic Moretti doesn't care about anything or anyone except for the family business and money. Uses women like trash and treats people like it too. So when an opportunity pops up for him to be head over the family business and have more money, what's a guy to do? There's only one problem. Dominic has to settle down, and get married. Estefania De Luca is your average teenager. Pretty, sweet, shy, and just graduating high school. She has no experience with the harsh brutal world of violence. What's a girl to do when she's forced into such ferocious world with a man who could care less about her? What happens when these two cross paths? *Cover by: @duhmeter **Steamy Chapter is private