Cor Sander wants nothing to do with the attacks happening around Crowe Academy, but that doesn't mean he's not part of them. Begrudgingly part of the group known as the Collectors, Cor helps a shady man run an even shadier business- and send a message to those who cross him. When the school's student council starts to suspect Cor and his friends, Cor realizes just how much trouble they're in. The group must play a dangerous game to keep themselves out of trouble, hopelessly trapped in a web weaved by grudges, lies, and violence. But Cor has no choice- it's a game he'll have to play to the bitter end.

He pushes me to the wall harshly and i whimper "I told you to stay away from him, didn't i?" His voice is filled with anger "Yes you did..." I whisper as he pushed me harder into the wall and leans closer, his lips touching my ear "That's what I thought, i don't want you to ever look, speak, or even flirt with another guy who isn't me. You wouldn't want to make me jealous Zack." He sucks under my ear and I shiver His hands grip my hips tightly and he rubs his crotch against my crotch roughly, I whimper from his rough actions "We'll continue this later, you need to leave to work or you will be late, remember, no talking or looking at another guy" he licks my neck and jumps out of the window, running as fast as lighting through the trees Sigh, why did I have to have a possessive, over protective, easily jealous, short tempered, vampire mate. Life can be SO cruel. -------------- Hope you like that little scene *wink*

Brendan didn't set out to find a "Daddy" nor did Edmund think Brendan would be his perfect "little boy," sometimes fate and love just find a way.... #70 in lgbt ...you guys I'm screaming!! I LOVE YOU

B x B one shots, what else can I say?

A collection of stories that are too short to be considered a book.

*Category : Thriller|Action|Mystery|Romance.* *MatureContent. 18+ Only.* A/N: Trigger Warning PLEASE NOTE: CURRENTLY EDITING, ADDING AND FINISHING THE BOOK, PLEASE COME BACK IN 60 DAYS (15th June 2023) Excerpt: Intoxicating. That one word is my undoing. Dangerous. That one word describes you the best. Opposite. That one word is how I would describe us. Delicious. Your lips. Your smile. The colour white on you. Attraction. Something so strong I am afraid it will break me one day. Scared. Because I can't control what I feel about you. Jealousy. I am so selfish when I am with you. Broken. It is what I feel when you are not around. Constant. You. You are my undoing, Rage. I will forever remember you as the one and only person who can so easily and seamlessly break me into pieces with just one look. I built a perfect world here, right under your nose. A country under your thumb, at your beck and call. A country so shit-scared of the mere sight of you that they can't even call you by your real name. Because when they look you in the eye... all they see is rage. Born in a family run by drug peddlers, daughter of a drug lord... it's seriously laughable how easily I sneaked into your country right under your nose. And you didn't even know. And then you noticed me... Piece by piece I came apart, right at your feet. So easily breakable that all this time, I lived in a delusion... That nothing could ever touch me. And yet you did, Rage. I know, I know. I know, I belong to you... But here is a thing, Rage. I OWN you. *** • Start Date: 12th August, 2016.

"I can't be with you." I whispered, tracing my hands down his arm. The blank stare he gave me was clear that he was trying to stay strong. He hated showing his feelings and I knew that he did. "Why?" His deep voice cracked. The French accent I grew to love seemed as if it had faded along with his emotions. "We don't come from the same community," Tears trickled at the corner of my eyes. "You're from the richest family in LA and I'm just a transfer from Colorado. I'm in the middle class and for crying sakes, I'm black. You're white and we just don't mix." I lied and with every word my heart broke a bit more. "Does that really matter?" He stepped dangerously close to me. His hot breath fanning down my face now as we locked eyes. His beautiful green eyes staring down at me. I nodded. "Can I tell you something?" Once again I nodded, feeling slightly dumb for repeating the same actions. "I'm in love with you Milan Foster."

Michael is a grudge holding Mafia leader, who rarely shares his emotions with anyone. Jenny is a neglected wife, who's only wish is to have the affection of her husband again. Will Jenny and Michael make it out over troubled water or will they perish and sink?

*cover made by weird_liv* DISCLAIMER: This Sebastian Smythe is NOT the character from Glee. The names are a coincidence and I did not know about that character at the time that I wrote most of this story. Artemis Novak has never been so excited to move. After all, she will be moving back to her hometown and see the friends she had to leave behind five years ago. But what she doesn't expect is the transformation of her former best friend, Sebastian Smythe. Sebastian is the bad boy of the school, getting into more fights than everyone at the school combined. Not to mention he smokes, drinks, parties, and rides a motorcycle. Nobody knows what happened, but he claims it's because his best friend left him without so much of a warning. Artemis knows something is up with her former best friend and she's determined to find out. But what happens when finding out what's up with Seb becomes trickier and more dramatic than it seems?