Adopted By Jox. Follow Angie's journey with a new life... ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © Bearystyles ! DO NOT COPY OR STEAL THIS STORY

Brooklyn Ryan thought she had enough trouble with her two very annoying, older, twin brothers; Drew and Kyle. But she guessed wrong when the universe just had to challenge her a little more... Or her parents did that is. With a surprise long term visit from the O'Conner boys there's just not one of them, or two, but FIVE of them! And they're all incredibly gorgeous, handsome, sexy, and stunning. But looks can be deceiving, because in reality they're all rude, annoying, bratty, insane, idiots, and most of all their like little satins spawns all clamped in a bottle, or her house that is.... Well not all of them she hopes. Will one of these boys spark a new love for her or would she just completely not want anything to do with them? Her new mission in life: Survive the O'Conner Boys. ******BE WARNED! Most of this book is not edited! There are LOTS of mistakes. Editing is being done to it. READ AT OWN RISK!********

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CONTAINS VERY MATURE CONTENT. "Katarina," my name passed his lips in a gruff whisper and I felt like I was going to melt into a puddle. Rafe's hands ran over my body as he backed me up to the bed. Everywhere our skin touched a fire burned within me. It consumed me. In that moment I wanted him more than anything. I was hyper aware of his hardness pressed against me and I bit my lip. Looking into his dark eyes I could see his desire. His mouth was on my neck, his teeth grazing the skin. I let out a moan as he hit my sweet spot and I could feel his body react to it. He pressed harder against me and slowly slid a hand down the front of my jeans, leaving a tingling path as he made his way. "I want you to say it Katarina," he said. I felt his hand stroking me and I bit my lip. There was no doubt I wanted more, and he wanted to give it to me. "Say what?" I asked, my voice strained as I tried to hold my composure. "You know what," he said sliding my shirt up, sucking on my exposed breast as he teased me below. I moaned again and I could feel him smile. He thrust two fingers in and my control started breaking. I couldn't remember the previous arguments with myself, I couldn't remember why I had been so afraid of him, I couldn't remember why I had tried staying away. All I knew was I didn't want him to stop, I wanted more. "Rafe, I'm-"

Life through the eyes of Liv Grier; how does she live with her brothers and deal with all the drama in between? ◇ Warning: mature content. Contains some self harm and swearing. ◇

This is my story of Alex Morgan and Cristiano Ronaldo because honestly I think, if she wasn't married, they'd be super dooper cute together. Alex Morgan, striker for USA's National Women's Soccer Team. Cristiano Ronaldo, striker for Real Madrid Club Soccer and Portugal's National Men's Soccer Team What happens when they are brought together in a charity player swap up? SEQUEL COMING SOON!!

She's not afraid of all the attention She's not afraid of runnin' wild How come she's so afraid of fallin' in love She's not afraid of scary movies She likes the way we kiss in the dark But she's so afraid of f-f-fallin' in love, love Ciara is a girl who is unlike others, but at the same time, like every teenage girl out there. She's wild and outgoing, not afraid of much. She's sarcastic and loud, obnoxious and crazy. But there's more to her than her personality. Her parents passed away only a month ago, forcing her to move in with her loving aunt, also known as Harry Styles' mother. She's beyond happy that she's moving back to her summer home and happy to stay with her brother-like cousin. But one note from her father, given to her aunt before he passed, could change her view on her future. With the boys' help, one boy in particular, music may be in her future. Along with drama, romance, and pure humor. Something to check out(:

CAUTION CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. "Say it, Allison," he said, his voice low as he trapped me against the rough wall. A shiver ran down my spine, his voice pulling at me, the power in it making me want to do anything he asked. I shook my head, afraid my voice might betray me. His teeth lightly grazed my neck causing a sigh to get past my lips. I could feel him smile against my skin. He knew he was going to get what he wanted one way or another. I tried to slip away, but he grabbed my wrists, pinning them down tightly. He pressed his hard body against me. I was aware of every inch of him that was touching me. "Don't think you can just leave. We're not done yet." My stomach tightened at his words, the desire inside burning for him. My damn body at war with my mind yet again. He slid his hand up to the edge of my shorts, slowly working it's way up as his mouth trailed small nips from my neck to my collar bone and lower, stopping only when he reached the fabric. I could feel my resolve weakening as his hand reached its destination. "Say it," he demanded. I moaned, my head tipping back as he moved expertly. I wanted to say it then, I really did. But if I said the words, there was no going back. ***************** Allison Cole has just turned seventeen. Most girls would be excited, but she doesn't see it as anything special. She can now find her mate, wherever he is. But she doesn't put much stock in mates or true love. How could something like that be predetermined? Things only go from bad to worse when on that very day she discovers who her mate actually is. Will Allison be able to overcome her bleak thoughts about mates and accept hers? Or is the man bad enough to make her run away? Caught between her body, her mind, and what's best for her pack. Allison must make her decision. Is it worth it?

Hayes Grier fanfic complete I did start writing this when I was starting out as a writer(14 years old) so I am sorry if things don't make sense. - Update (12/11/18) I'm currently editing. I'm rewriting some things so they flow better.

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.