She made a preposition. "Just say I hate you and I'll leave you alone forever. But can you?"

It's hard having a crush, but it's harder having a crush on the asshole bad boy. /////////// Harley Deyes doesn't have a best friend. She doesn't have a close group of friends. She doesn't have a family. She doesn't have a boyfriend. All she wants is for someone to love her. Her heart longs and yearns for love, especially a certain bad boy's love. Jaxon Parker is the most egoistical guy you will ever meet. This guy can make you do anything with his charm and skills in talking. With his charm and title as bad boy heartthrob, he gets all the attention and all the ladies. His heart longs and earns for...nothing. He has everything he needs and wants. At least that's what he says. Will the heart get what it wants? Or will things such as depression, sluts, bullies, and etc get in the way? /////////////////////// #1 in TeenFicition as of July 8, 2018 !!!!!!!!! I FRICKIN DID IT, MA!!!

"You truly are evil Tyrece, do you know that!" I shout angrily as I try to push him away from me. When that doesn't work I slap at his chest, then his face as hard as I possibly can. He smiles, finding amusement in my anger before grabbing both of my arms and pinning them against the wall above me, I am fully exposed. "You begged me to fuck you even though I tried shooting you in the head, even though I tried killing your brother, stop with this pathetic good girl act dimples. You watched me blow a guy's brains out. Any other girl would run. You are just as twisted as me if not fuckjng worse," He spits out causing my heart to skip a beat. "I'm not as sick as you, "I say, Tyrece smiles viciously before throwing me onto my bed roughly, he climbs on top of me, he kisses me and I kiss him back desperately. My words were saying one thing but my actions were saying something completely different. ........ Rosewood is split into two sides what happens when Kabrina gets mixed in with the wrong crowd?

"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble. Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my lips. I am NOT falling for these guys. And then, at the corner of my eye I spot Owen and his gang approaching. Well, that's just great. *** The West and East gang of Tygerwell have been at each other's throats since the dawn of time. And the two leaders of these gangs want to end the fight, once and for all. But fighting with fists is easy. Fighting with wit and charm, is a whole other ball game. Blake. West-side gang leader. Leather jacket and killer glare. Don't talk back. Owen. East-side gang leader. Fancy coat and toxic stare. Don't resist. And in comes Amber. Hair of gold and oceans in her eyes. Has too much sass for her own good and always, ALWAYS, manages to get into the middle of trouble. But these boys have no idea who they're really dealing with. And when Amber descovers she knows a little too much when it comes to guns and fighting, she has to question everything she thought she knew about herself. Three can play this game. *** "Let's settle this. You got rejected, I got rejected. It's only fair that the fate of the gangs be on who gets the girl first." "That sounds rather good, Rhodes. I'll take that bet on the golden girl." *** COMPLETED FICTION AWARDS: Best new story and best new account Highest ranking in Teen Fiction: #1 on 25/06/2018

He stares right at me, "You eat like a pig." "You look like a pig." I rolled my eyes, continuing to eat. "A pretty damn sexy pig." He winked. "You might be a sexy pig, but you talk like a donkey." "Are you agreeing that I'm sexy?" He narrowed his eyes, smirking. "No...I didn't mean it like that. I just..." I blushed. The nerve of this boy. __________________________________________ Cassie Davis. A girl leading her normal life. She has great grades, an amazing personality, and two better than awesome best friends. Insert in Carter Wayford. A type of guy Cassie Davis hates. In other words, he's a bad boy...Carter Wayford the bad boy. A guy with a flirtatious personality filled with sarcasm and sass. One day when Cassie's best friend leaves her 'for good', Cassie needs to find a way to get revenge. Well, the best person to help her with that? Carter Wayford. But Carter Wayford will only help her if she wins a bet. Little does she know that this bet will change everything... A bet with the bad boy. _______________________ Please read at your own risk! This story involves lots swearing and other mature ideas and one stunning bad boy bound to make you swoon! xoxo -Meggie |||Highest Rank: #38 in Teen Fiction||| [COMPLETED]