His sparkly green orbs look into my soul as I slowly walk back until I hit a wall... god how inconvenient. I gulp and raise my hands to block my face but his hands grab my wrists and pulls them above my head harshly as I let out a small cry. He smirks as he pushes himself closer to me if possible and presses his forehead against mine while redness rushes to my cheeks. He gives me another smirk before his lips find my neck as I give a slight gasp trying to hold in my moan as he leaves feather light kisses across my collarbone and around my shoulder and neck. "You know Lola," He murmurs while I let out pathetic small whimpers to him letting him know how much I am enjoying this. His lips leave my skin as his eyes lock with mine again my hands still firmly held up above my head. "I always love the innocent ones." -*-*-*- Meet Lola Kingston, a shy 17 year old trying to survive high school but with no friends,no life and being a social outcast it isn't exactly going great. With her head in her books and never looking up what happens when she bumps into... literally into one of the biggest gangs in her state while they are mid robbery? Now, Meet Scar or S as he is known by his gang. He is the leader of the biggest gang in the state, 'The Flames.' His grandfather created the gang and since his late passing of his father, 21 year old scar must take on the task of becoming the leader and providing for his family. Lola and Scar have never met I mean why would they? Lola's quiet,cute and smart while Scar is ruthless, gorgeous and heartless but what happens when they meet? Will sparks fly will there be falling or will it all be breaking? Find out in 'What He Wants'

A young boy who grows up not being very popular turns out to be very lucky. After a few years of moving away from his only friends he doesn't really make any in his new school. A person suddenly shows up one day, a young boy about his age. He doesn't think much of it until he realizes it has been following him. Then his life changes when he decides to confront the young boy.

'James looked over to me with a bemused look on his face "I guess you're not that shy after all." He had no idea...' When Olivia moves to a completely different place, she had one thought on her mind: fuck. She'd have to start it all over again, new house, new school, new people. You'd think she'd be used to it by now, this is the fourth time she'd moved since she was 13, that was five years ago now. Will she find herself being the invisible girl again? Or will this town be different? (Especially with the known boy player of the area living right next door...)

"Bad boys- They're cocky, arrogant, and distracting... but maybe that's just what I need." Jess is your not-so-typical teenage girl with a genuine heart and punk style. She's not fond of bad boys and Brett is the worst of them. He always seems to know how to get under her skin. You'd think it would be easy to just stay away from him- right? Except.. she needs to use his talents for some old fashioned revenge on her first love and best friend. Her plan- not well thought out. Her partner- not trustworthy. Her heart? Totally vulnerable, and she'll do all she can to keep it out of Brett's reach... But in a game of hearts someone is bound to get hurt. Or worse; fall in love. Check out the sequel! http://www.wattpad.com/story/3785670-my-bad-boy-summer-watty%27s-2013

The Princess and the Pea is so overrated. My not so majestic tale begins with a pea, only it doesn't determine my royalty. No, it determines the pathetic strength of my step-sister straight out of Cinderella. It determines my patience which snaps and wins me a one-way ticket out of the Palace of Hell and into the cozy cottage of a sweet old couple along with their mysterious handsome son who is supposed to be my Prince Charming. Only he's not really a prince and is far from charming and fights for money. Only I'm far from being a graceful majestic smiling princess. Only the love part is nothing whatever the hell they prepared you for in the fairytales. This is my royal psychotic adventure with a cynical boy and of course lots of icky green peas.

Sebastian, the bad boy with the damaged past. Chanel, the quiet girl with the damaged past. Two teenagers paired to work together don't realize just how interlinked their pasts are. Will they work together to untangle the past and solve everything once and for all? ~ "Stop acting this way!" He yelled, his face flushed. "Acting like what?!" I yelled back. "Like I don't care about you because I do!" {#805 in Teen Fiction - 08/25/17} {#642 in Teen Fiction - 11/10/17] {#418 in Teen Fiction - 31/12/17} {#9 in Teen Fiction - 23/12/20} {#52 in "Love" - 30/12/22} Note: This book isn't really about smut. It's heavy on romance that revolves around understanding one another, being there for each other, and growing together. I hope this book can offer you something unique from the other books on this platform, which tend to draw from toxic expectations of relationships and love. It starts out very cliche but I promise you, it's worth the read. Thank you.

Sick of cliché Wattpad books? Then this isn't the book for you. We take every single over-used plot, character and trope on Wattpad - from player-meets-nerd to my-boyfriend-is-a-vampire - and mash it all into one, awful, hilarious parody. NOTE: This is a parody. Characters have not been created to mock a race/nationality/sexuality, they have been created to lightly poke fun at the way certain teen fiction writers reduce them into crude stereotypes. Thanks for helping this pile of junk get to #1 in Humor!

"You know, if you wanted me to come into your bedroom, I would've-" At that moment, I stomped my foot on his and clamped his mouth shut so he screamed inside. His face blushed in anger and I glared at him. "It's my sister's room, metalhead." He glared back and edged forwards. "Natalie, here girl..." "She's not a dog." I glared at him and slapped his neck before collapsing on the floor and checking under the bed. Boys, really. I mentally tried to remember why I had called Robbie but no answers came to mind. "Holy shit." Robbie cursed and I was on my feet in seconds to see Natalie squealing with her feet on the edge of the windowsill. Holy Sherlock. Holy Sherlock! How the heck did she get up there?

[Before you begin reading just a quick warning; this story has painfully slow updates, it is also very cliche but it does improve as the story goes on] When Jade Everett was ten years old, her first kiss was stolen by Jared Felton. Six years later Jade has still not forgiven him, although she doesn't really have to worry about it seen as she knows she will never see him again. This all changes when none other than the Jared Felton enrolls in her school, looking more gorgeous than ever. Jared quickly becomes worshipped at Eastwood high, despite his bad attendance record, awful attitude, low care tolerance for school and the cocky smirk which never seems to leave his lips; he still finds a way to make everyone in a 10K radius fall in love with him. Well, everyone except Jade. And Jared is willing to do anything to change that. Can Jared win Jade over, or will he always just be the boy who stole her first kiss? ♥My Stolen First Kiss reached #1 on Teen Fiction 20/8/14 ♥My Stolen First Kiss reached #1 on Humor on 20/8/14 [Story will be properly edited when completed]

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.