Bronte Davis is Worthington High's sweetheart. With a charismatic and loveable personality and a drive to help anyone and everyone, it's easy to understand just why everyone loves her. That is, everyone except Blake Parker; the school's rude and arrogant bad boy. But even that's not hard to understand why. While Blake is mean, cruel and egotistical, Bronte is kind, helpful and humble. So what happens when Bronte is forced to stay at Blake's house since her parents are off on a work trip around Africa? Well, with Bronte's sudden determination to befriend the arrogant Bad Boy, you can only imagine all the different possibilities. Yes, all the possibilities that involve the two ripping each other's throats out, that is. With late night conversations, ruthless pranks, constant bickering and secrets that are yet to unfold, its a miracle the two haven't killed each other... yet. Then again, opposites do attract. ▲ ▲ ▲ Cover made by @jeoneunkiko

When 17 year old November Jones accidentally burns off her left eyebrow in a freak accident, she brushes it off. Nothing a bit of makeup can't fix, right? But when she finds herself shoved into the backseat of her own car as a couple of very big, very bad, and very dangerous-looking men drive off with it, things can't be so easily fixed...especially since it's not just her missing eyebrow that needs to be covered, it's also the fact that one of the most wanted criminal organizations in the country accidentally kidnapped a teenage girl while trying to escape a drug deal gone wrong. Could things get any worse? Well, with a girl like November in the mix, the answer is yes.

When Victoria 'Tori' Peige found out that Zachary Anderson was the reason for all of her bestfriend's past break-ups, she knew she had to step in and make a move. Even if it was against her will, Ms. goody-goody asked Zach to be her boyfriend. Little did Tori know that Zach only agreed because he wanted to use her in order to get to her bestfriend. But what would happen when the relationship that started out with lies and deceit turn into something...real?

Check out the His series; His Lust For Her, His Every Need and His One Desire. They're up on my page and better than this cappy book. Warning, they are dark romances and not for the faint hearted. Check them out! --- *DON'T READ, IT'S SHITTY* --- "You're so cute and innocent,'' He says laughing. "Like a kitten." "I-I.. Shut up," I grumble. "Aw, don't be mad, little kitten." He says with a smirk plastered on that stupid face of his. 'This bad boy will be the death of me.' I think as I try and keep the blush off my face. ***** Summer Reynolds is the nerd. Jayden Vermont is the bad boy. When Summer and her bestfriend since childhood, Carly, run into Jayden and his band of bad boys, things get awkward. And when Summer and Jayden get closer what will happen? Will Jayden stop being the player and actually fall in love? Will Jayden's past be too much for them to handle? Follow Summer and Jayden on their awkward, flirty, funny and dangerous adventure. **A/N: (UNDER MAJOR EDITING!) I'm in the process of major editing and reconstruction. This was my first story and it is not very detailed, has a lot of grammar mistakes (cringe worthy), but I hope you like it anyways. Thank you to those that read**

Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.