Nobody. That's who she was. A nobody. She didn't get bullied. She wasn't a preppy teenager that stuck out like a sore thumb. She was just, nobody. With unhappy parents and no friends to confide in she spends her days convincing herself that she's happy. His only view in life if revenge. Revenge on the man who killed his parents. Revenge on his rival gangs. Revenge on anyone who's crossed him. But when a delicate girl crosses his path his view changes. All he cares about is her. To make her happy. To make her sadness disappear forever. To make her his.

Theania Ryans has a temper. She will knock the living daylights out of someone if she has to. But, in all honesty, she is a softy. She is also the nerd with a dark past. Correction. She WAS the nerd. Will her new bad girl, with a hint of good girl, persona spill her secrets? What would happen if someone were to find out her past? Wait, rephrase that. What would happen if the Bad Boy found out about her past? ------------------------------ Ryder Connel is the cliché bad boy of the school. It's all wrong, though. He hides his sensitive side from the unknown...his passion for art. Art was his escape. That is, until his mom abandoned him. Since then, he never touched a canvas. He never touched a paint brush. He turned to alcohol and girls for his release. He would do what his mom did to him. He would lead girls on and then leave them. Then he meets Theania Ryans. The girl with broken eyes. The girl with a broken smile. The girl with a broken heart. Will he put her back together? Or, will she fix herself? ---------------------------------------------------- This is my first book. All these characters are fiction, not real. They do not relate to me or anything that has happened to me. I repeat, it does not relate to me at all!

***WARNING*** ----SEXUAL AND MATURE CONTENT----- My name is Laylie Francis Volevoy, and this is the story of my before. Family. Betrayal. Lust. Love. Money. Power. Death. This game only ends with me finding the truth. His stare full of lust and desire. His scent intoxicating. I needed him. And he needed me. We craved one another, yet we knew in this world death was just around the corner. ********************* I gently place my hand on her upper arm, "the slightest touch and already I can tell" I say in a hushed voice in her neck. "Tell what?" She says low and soft. Her breathing has hitched. I inhale her intoxicating scent, and place a small kiss on her neck. "How much you want me." I gently squeeze her arm,"how much you need me as much as I need you," her chest rises up and down trying to control herself. I raise my eyes from her neck to the mirror and see her cheeks flushed. Her nipples are protruding through the white shirt and are clearly visible. I lick my lips, and see her staring at me. Her body needs me. I place both my hands on both her arms and slowly bring them down.

Completed story! And please excuse the grammatical errors to my book. I just finished it and I'm in the process of editing everything. ************************ She was trained to kill Trained to have no feelings of regret or weakness She didn't know what love was She obviously wasn't like most girls her age but what can you do when you're a trained mercenary But what will happen when she finally discovers her true self with the help of the strongest gang leader in the country? #2 in action 5/01/17 #1 in action 5/10/17

Shantelle Blanchard is your average 16 year old teen...besides the fact that she's in a gang.. She's lived her whole life undercover and she's not planning on changing it. That is until she meets two bad boys who spin her around and turn her life upside down. After all, she is a teenage girl... Please bear in mind that I started this story a while ago and as it progresses my writing gets a little better (I think) so please dont give up after the first few chapters!! Going back to rewrite the first half is definitely on my to do list but at the moment I'd like to finish the story before retrace my steps.

Every King needs a Queen. Sebastian isn't going to let his slip away, no matter how hard she tries. +++++ Sequel to Million Dollar Man

Gangs. That was the one thing that had ruined Evelyn Summers life since the start. With her brother being the leader of “The London's Eyes,”growing up in a world of cruelty was something Evelyn Summers had to become accustomed to. But thing's about to get a whole lot worse. Gangs are starting to form all over London- with the intention of destroying London's Eyes. What will happen when the leader of the most powerful gang offers protection in exchange for Evie? Will Evie be able to survive Sebastian King? She just might have to- because as we all know, Sebastian isn't planning on letting her go any time soon. +++++ Our breaths were heavy and ragged, our chests skimming against each other. "You're no good for me." I whispered, my eyes searching his emotionless ones. "Well that's just too bad, now is it?" +++++

[Completed] [EDITED] *REALLY MATURE THEME* *MIGHT TRIGGER SOME* Jaxon Hunt. Gangster. Fighter. Player. Drug dealer. Jordan Johnson. Starting college. Sweet, sometimes. Smart mouth. Makes friends everyday without trying. And keeps Jaxon coming back for her. She makes him want to have her by his side the whole time and gets very possessive of her. •••••••••• "I can easily kill you. You don't know my life and you don't know what I live for. And you don't know what I do. So I can easily kill you with this." Then out of the blue he pulled out a gun. A fuckin gun. My eyes grew huge and held the knife tighter. "Get out." I hissed. He smirked then place the gun next to my head. "Now why would I want to leave?" "Because it's my house and I'm kicking you out." Then I placed the knife on his stomach. He looked down and then looked back at me. His smirk grew bigger. "Want to play that game?"... *highest rank so far- number 3 (08-23-17)* *needs tissues and torches later on* *Mature theme* *Cussing*

She rose her dainty eyebrows in surprise at my answer, her small lips slightly opening in shock. "I never took you for one who fails an assignment, Void." She pursed her tongue. My blank eyes stared at hers as I bit back my answer. She sighed at my silence. "You do know what we do to those who fails an assignment, right?" My mind went to the tortured screams I heard from the basement. Beckett must have seen the tiniest widening of my eyes because she smiled knowingly at me. "I may look strict... but since this is your first, I'll overlook it for now. But, may I remind you, that if you fail one more mission, you'll receive worst than those people. " Her eyes hardened at my blank stare. "Are we clear?" "Crystal." *** Meet the killer. Though she has a real name, she is more known as 'Void' because of her blank face and especially eyes. But her blank face has a story behind them-- A past that has left her broken and alone. This past made her perfect for killing innocent people with no remorse. Watch out. She may already be behind you.