What happens when Eastblank High's Bad Boy, Carter Jacobs, takes an interest in a quiet, kindhearted Emma Williams? Will she learn to trust him? Will he win her over? Or will both their pasts catch up with them? Cliché as so if you don't want cliché then don't bother reading. I update everyday in the least.

She looked up, tears drenching her dark eyelashes. She sees him in the obsidian shadows of the room. A scream is stuck in her throat, unable to erupt from her mouth. She tries to turn and run, but as she moves her feet and takes a step, muscly arms encircle her waist. She feels her body lift above the ground, and seconds later her back slams against the wall. His fingers dig into her wrists, making her feel a stinging pain shoot up her arms. Her eyes are shut tight. 'Open your eyes'. She keeps them shut. 'Open your eyes, angel'. Her head is twisted to side, wanting to melt into the wall. His broad chest pressed up against every inch of her skin. He slams her against the wall again, making her yelp in pain, 'I SAID OPEN YOUR EYES!' She opens them slowly and looks at his face. She can see his eyes, black pools of emotion. Obsession. Lust. Possessiveness. Desire. Love. Dominance. Angelica Ziva Kareem. A beautiful, young woman, who aspires to complete her degree in Medicine. Her dream? To travel the world, to be free and to help those in need. Gabriel Dominic Rodrigo. Handsome, dark, possessive. Rich and hard working to the world above. Monster to the underworld. His life? What he wants, he gets. And he has his eyes set on little Angelica.

Tay Mitchell is the cliche stereotypical shy girl, except more clumsy. She's also so incredibly awkward that no one but her best friend is willing to talk to her. Life just seems to put her in the wrong place at the wrong time. Eric Kennedy is that one kid nobody wants to mess with, but most people wanna hang out with. He's kinda terrifying if you get too close. Or stare too long. Man, these are two completely different types of people! I wonder what would happen if they somehow crossed paths...

[ARCHIVED 2018] "Why are you so obsessed with me?" I asked his dark silhouette. My bottom lip quivered as he turned around to face me. The hair on the back of my neck rised in anticipation as he scanned me. He took a few steps closer. I shivered as his fingers touched my collarbone. I let out an uneven breath as his fingers began to trail down up my neck. "You're the woman that was made for me, you belong to me." He paused and wrapped his hand in cup motion behind my neck hoisting me towards him. "You're mine." I darted my eyes up to his and I closed my eyes. "Then why are you doing this to me?" I asked in exhaustion. I felt his hand grip my forearm tightly and I let out a choked up gasp. "P-Please..." I whimpered. "You wouldn't love me otherwise." He paused. "You're too good for me and I can't lose you." His hands gripped at my waist bringing him closer to me. "I need to make sure I know what you do.." He began. "Where you do it, how you do it-every little thing you do I need to know." He ended at a stern note. "You're mine...you're my obsession." He whispered pushing me back to fall onto the floor. "Learn that and I won't have to teach you."

He strides closer, his eyes focused intently on me. I stumble backwards, feeling the cold wall press against my back. He stops inches away from me, forcing me to stare at his dark brooding eyes. I was enthralled by them, luring me in. "What are you doing?" My throat went dry as I spoke, his figure closing in. His scent made it even harder to think straight, a mix of fresh pine and smoky wood was all I could breath in. He doesn't answer and leans in closer to me, I could've gotten lost in his eyes, he tilted his head as the light shadowed the side of his face. "You amuse me, Abby" He whispered. His lips grazing my cheek. I stood there, stunned by our proximity. He pulled back slowly, staring, unflinching. "Don't go looking too deep, you'll regret it once you find what I'm hiding" I heard the door close, and he was gone once I regained my sanity. *** He was fire to my soul, his touch an electric cold shiver to my skin, and his eyes were the most troubled I could ever find. The way his eyes gazed at me, they held forbidden secrets. I was curious to what made him so closed off to the world, so twisted and cruel. I was drawn to him than anyone I've ever encountered, a man with a brutal past and a forgotten heart. They told me to stay away, but I didn't listen. They said my curiosity would kill me, then let that be the end of me. *UNDER EDITING* *READ AT YOUR OWN RISK*

Clarence is a shy girl with a dark past. Justin is a popular guy who everyone loves...well except the English teacher. After a run in Clarence cannot refuse Justin's request, and becomes an English tutor. ~ "What are we doing?" Her voice fanned across his neck as his hands slide around her waist with a tight hold. "Giving examples of verds." She could feel his smirk as his lips kissed her shoulder. ~ WOAH WOAH WOAH TOO FAR IN THE FUTURE TRY THIS ONE ~ " 'Oh my fucking god. This is not possible. Justin Smith cannot be on top of me.' She slowly took her arms away from him, and unlatched her left leg, as it tangled itself with his during the fall. " **TRIGGER WARNING-ABUSE/SEXUAL ASSAULT/BULLYING ARE ALL IN HERE** --Not as cheesy as it sounds, please give it a try, and I'll give you the best virtual cookie ever-- --#237 IN ROMANCE~ January 29, 2017-- --#322 IN ROMANCE~August 28, 2017-- --#431 IN ROMANCE~August 8, 2017--