She hated him, she genuinely hated him. He was cute, very attractive, but his attitude and mouth made him almost repulsive. He was an asshole to say the least, and she wanted nothing to do with him, which really said something about his character. She was gentle and sweet-- the whole school loved her, from a distance, but Preston could see past that. He lived next to the school's sweetheart, and the sounds he heard from her home weren't exactly as sweet as her. He wanted to know her. He wanted to know why she was so guarded. He wanted to know why she wouldn't allow anyone to see her for who she really was. And he was determined to see the unseen, no matter how he got there. So what happens when, in the midst of a weather crisis, the two get trapped in a very small room, alone. Will Preston finally get the answers he's always wanted, or will Kayla continue to keep herself hidden?

NOTICE: First Three Chapters are free, and readable but the rest of the book can be bought online. Please follow @authorcr4vinz on Instagram to stay updated. And for any queries, @zcr4vinz@gmail.com "Don't Play Games With Me." He Whispers As He Pulls Me Onto His Lap. "I'm Not." I Bite My Lip. "Then Tell Me, Who You've Been Texting All Day." × × × Everybody wonders how I do it. How I love the most dangerous man on this planet. How I keep him mine with his wild looks, and handsome figure. When really, I didn't fall for him. . he fell for me. _____ Model in the cover: Instagram- _Amoafoa_ ❤❤ https://instagram.com/_amoafoa_?utm_source=ig_profile_share&igshid=17qgc9hx1nyly #41 in Romance 01/02/18 #21 in Romance 13/02/18 #18 in Romance 19/02/18 #6 in romance 26/03/18 #5 in Romance 02/04/18

" I don't have time for your games Thurston." I sighed, exasperatedly " Me? I'm just throwing hints. Your the one playing games." He began walking toward me Chants were coming from downstairs. 10...9...8 "I gotta go." I grabbed the doorknob and Thurston grabbed my wrist. " No, you don't. Bring in the New Year with me." He pleaded ... Black teenage girl Kymberlee Baker is recovering from a tramatic year. And now she's being thrusted into something else. Her mother is now engaged to a white man whom is borderline tycoon. They all move into his house along with his son; her new stepbrother. The guy is a bit arrogant,sarcastic,cute and not to mention oddly mysterious. But when emotions come into play and due dates are closer than they appear, what will everyone do under pressure?

STATUS: [INCOMPLETE] When Bronx Romano gets into some trouble, his step-dad has the perfect offer for him. He thinks he's just going to volunteer and get a free vacation but he's in for so much more when he meets Charlie. Even with her intense mood swings, he can't seem to stay away. Charlie Lane's co-workers have become her family but she's afraid of attachments. When Bronx comes to the island testing her temptation and making her break her own rules, she has to figure out whether he's worth the risk or if she should keep her distance and guard her heart. Masochist is a first-person narrative written from the perspectives of Bronx and Charlie. It is meant for a mature audience, 18+ due to language and sexual content.

{EDITING IN PROGRESS} She left me when I was locked away, taking my heart and something else I didn't know about along with her.....I am out now and I plan to have her again. Whether she likes it or not... Story Cover done by: ojclarke **ATTENTION! A brief but serious disclaimer*** This is a MATURE story. Meaning that it is meant for the audience of 18+. This Story's content is not meant for anyone under the age of 18. If you still decide to read this story then you do so at your own risk. I will not be giving warnings before every chapter that has sexual content in it. So please be forewarned now. This story also utilizes strong language and violence, so if you are of under age or sensitive to such things then continuing to read is strongly not advised by author. His Baby. Copyright © December 2015. All rights are reserved. No part of this story can be used or reproduced in any sort of way without my permission (characters, story plot, idea, etc) on this site as well as any other resources! Author has also taken precautions in registering this work through the Unites States legal copyrighting services. So the author can and WILL legally pursue actions if found that any part of this story is duplicated in any sort of way!

Copyright © 2016 by VICMAD ~We fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.~ Multi-Millionaire Edward Scott thought he was living the perfect life. He had an amazing supermodel girlfriend, owned one of the biggest software companies in the world and had more money than some small countries. Living in New York, he was ready to settle down, start a family and live his happily ever after until he receives a letter taking him back to green pastures of Clinton, Louisiana. It had been nearly twelve years since he stepped foot in the old historic antebellum home that he once lived in. He had vowed never to return but here he was coming back to face his past. The one he tried so hard to escape. Evelyn Peters, his mother, was known as a heartless, unforgiving bitch. She was stern and raised her son with a firm hand until she hired a maid, Mamie Flores in which Mamie brings her daughter, Savannah into Edward's life when they were children. What started as a friendship, changed over the years, into a sweet love. That was until Evelyn found out and with her treacherous ways, threatened that love causing Savannah to leave without telling Edward or leaving a clue. Unknown to Edward and Savannah, Evelyn's husband, Edward Sr. and Mamie had begun their own love affair, that was until Evelyn found out the truth and quickly destroyed it leaving questions unanswered. Now present day, Edward is called upon as his mother is now on her deathbed. Will she reveal the secrets that she's carried all these years, or will she keep them buried within her? **Currently Editing**

Mía's life has gone to hell. Her mom only has a part time job, they haven't paid any of their bills-most importantly their mortgage-in months, Mía has had to sacrifice her college life to help out with all these complications.... But everything just went completely south once the family discovered that the reason little Sofia hasn't been feeling too well was because of Cancer. Osteosarcoma to be exact and that's when they become devastated. With precisely nada in the bank and crappy medical insurance, they don't think they could survive through this battle. Eventually Mía has to resort to doing jobs that are none too ethical to get them by and keep the treatments going. Although, it was working it wouldn't last for long and she knew it. However, she probably would have kept on doing them too, if it wasn't for Kostas Sarantos showing up. The infamous Greek entrepreneur. Sadly but fortunately, the CEO of a multibillion dollar corporation is the only chance she has at saving Sofia now. Of course knowing Mía, she would take a Plan B any day before agreeing to work for him, but with such little time on the clock and the amount of money Kostas is willing to pay, what's a girl to do than suck up her pride and take it?

In 2018 the world enter into World War 3. No one remembers how it started. All anyone seems to remember were Screams, Blood and Death. It is now 2066 and the world's population was decreasing rapidly. People were killing one another for food, clothes, anything that would seem to ensure their own survival. Order was needed or all hope would be lost. The government decided to organized a group of soldiers to help tame the overwhelming violence that populated the world. Regular soldiers wouldn't do, for they were already tainted by the sins that ruled man. That gave birth to the Halo Project. Soldiers were selected from birth. Raised in a secluded part of the world. Trained to fight and be loyal to ones country. Weakness would be beat out of them. They would feel no emotions. Taught to only obey and establish order. Nathaniel is the Halo Projects number one soldier. A merciless killing machine. He feels nothing. Pleading will get you nowhere with him. Disobedience will not be tolerated by him. Men, Women and even children will be taken in or killed by him if you break any law no more how small. He feels nothing.... Until he meets a loudmouthed, lewd shoplifter.

Meet Halle. A young brilliant black woman with a passion for writing. When Halle first left school, she'd had aspirations of pursuing her longtime dream only to wound up Assistant to the editor in Chief at a local magazine. That's life for you ... A big sloppy ball of humour. It didn't help that her boss was the neighbourhood Scrooge either. One day, she finds a letter left her mailbox and though it wasn't addressed to her, it may just change her life forever. Meet Nate. A workaholic and the young C.E.O of Bane Industries. In his few years, Nate's been searching for love the likes of what his parents shared and had told him about so many times before but hasn't found it yet. Instead, he entertains relations with a socialite. He had everything anyone could want for, and yet he had nothing at all. While on a spur-of-the-moment vacation planned by his secretary, Nate writes a love-letter that may just bring him closer to what he's been looking for. They live two completely different lives ... but love transcends all bounds, doesn't it? At least, that's what the elderly say. What do you think? Can they work? Why don't you read to find out? All Rights Reserved.

"You can do it. Don't stop now." I said to myself as I continued to run. After 2 minutes my legs gave out and I fell. I quickly crawled and hid behind a tree breathing heavily trying to catch my breath. Once my breathing quiet down, I remained silent so I could listen to my surroundings. It was silent. The only thing that could be heard was the birds chirping. I stood up slowly and looked around seeing nothing but trees. Once the coast was clear I started running again looking behind me. That wasn't the best idea because I bumped into a hard chest. Arms immediately wrapped themselves around me. I struggled against the person and then kicked. They released me and fell to the ground. I backed away from the person and saw that it was one of the Head Master's trackers. I was just about to turn around and make a run for it but was caught again. The person put their arms around me squeezing the life out of me. I screamed and fought against the person. "Let me go!!!!" I shouted. The rest of the Head Master's trackers surrounded me coming from behind trees. I continued to struggle trying to break free. I couldn't go back. I knew I was good as dead when I got back. Head Master is going to kill me. "Please let me go!!"