Clarity Charms is your average nerd at your school. She has Perfect straight A's in all classes, with a capital P. She's obviously the good girl. Her last name describes her perfectly, Charms. She is highly Charming, even if she doesn't think so. Ryder Chance just so happens to be the Bad Boy, with capital B's, or so Clarity would say. The beautiful features, and of course, the infamous leather jacket with a motorcycle. But what happens when Ryder all of a sudden has a need to know this girl? Well, Ryder isn't sure what he'll do when he meets her. And better yet, starts to fall for her. And as for Clarity, she'll just have to wait and see what happens when he comes her way. *WARNING!! THIS STORY WILL INCLUDE CUSSING, BAD LANGUAGE, AND OCCASIONAL SEXUAL CONTENT!*

Jade Pesado was perfectly happy with her life, but when "bad boy" Ryder Steele moves in next door she doubts his family will be there long. But after an annoying family dinner, Ryder starts seeing her around school and pestering her for his own amusement, will they become friends or will she grow to hate him. Little does she know the bad boys got bets. ~ ~ sounds completely cliche, and it probably is but hey, give it a read because who doesn't love a good cliche story ~ ~ COMPLETED <3 <3

Re-Upload It's a little cat and mouse game between this good girl and the smirking bad boy, with the catch being more than anyone could bargain for.

She was a good girl. She was polite. She was humble. She was extremely beautiful. She studied hard. She didn't drink. She was completely genuine. She would curl up with an good book every night and be completely content. She had a past that always tended to follow her around wherever she went. She wasn't as strong and resilient as she made herself out to be. Her name was Emily Collins. He was a bad boy. He was impulsive. He was arrogant and cocky. He was extremely good looking. He raced. He drunk alcohol. He was a complete player. He would go to a different party every night. He had a past that always tended to follow him around wherever he went. He wasn't as bold and confident as he made himself out to be. His name was Aiden Black. When Emily moves back to her hometown to be with her best friend and cousin she doesn't expect to be window neighbours with Pearlacre highs biggest heart ache. She definitely didn't expect the late night conversations and the events that always seemed to throw herself and Aiden together or the strange feelings she had soon developed for him. Emily was the epitome of a good girl. Aiden was the epitome of a bad boy. Fate has a funny way of doing things, well that is only if you believe in fate. And they say opposites attract Maybe Emily is just like any other girl Maybe Aiden plans to use her for his own benefit and then throw her away like so many other girls before her Or maybe she's the Bad Boys Exception.... ________ Please be warned that this is an extremely slow building story (more so than you think)!! Feel free to DM me at anytime to ask any questions or even just have a chat!! :)))

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)

The bad boy and good girl, the most famous kind of love... Jasmine has her whole summer planned, she already signed up for a special music summer camp in New York which helps young teens looking for a spot in the music industry to shine. She's been singing her whole life and wants to be famous one day to prove to everyone she has what it takes! What she doesn't expect is for her mom and dad to drag her to her grandmas for the summer. Her whole plan is ruined. But it just gets worse when she accidentally ends up running into a gang member! She finds her self falling for a certain bad boy who happens to run a very dangerous gang. Another cliché love story...