He's hot... He's sexy... He's perfect... He's a Greek god... Hendrix Campbell is one yummy guy and he is an all-in-one package. I wouldn't call him a 'player' or a 'bad boy' or any cliche names you use to describe a dude because he doesn't belong in neither categories. He flirts with girls a lot but that doesn't make him a player in my opinion because he never did settled to one lady and he likes to play and fool around so much that it's hard to muster if he really likes you or just teasing... I don't think he will ever find the perfect one who is gonna please his standards but fate bumped into me and dared me a challenge to see if I was the one.... Am I the one? >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>~<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Check out my new story!!! "Trouble Screams Yorkley" in my page!!! It's like an instalment of MSBIAP if you liked my first book:)

"Kiss me." He orders, slamming my locker shut. "Is she coming?" I ask, turning my head to look behind me, but he grabs my face and makes me look up at him. "Yes, now kiss me." I do as told, getting on my tippy toes as I lean up to kiss him. He kisses me back slowly, before he pins me against the lockers and deepens the kiss. My eyes widen and I try to push him away. This isn't part of the deal. He pulls away, a full on smirk plastered on his face. "I lied." He confesses, turning around. "She wasn't coming." Then, he walks away.

❝Temptation and Lust, will be his downfall if he drowns in his yearning love.❞ [Warning: Mature Content & Private Chapters] I won't regret the sins I will have to commit to have her. For me alone. The determined thought melted into his mind, and shook him with need. His desires had manifested throughout the past agonizing years, and along with them his feelings grew for her. He wanted to make her his, and he would take the risk of breaking this whole family if that's all it took...to have her. He would do anything...just for her. ________________________ A/N: I'm in the process of slowly editing this and adding a few more scenes to past chapters, for this week until the next update.

"what are you doing?" i turn around to see my best friend lucas staring at me in amusement. "what does it look like im doing?" i say sarcastically. He studies the canvas for a minute. "it looks like youre painting by numbers... Is that REALLY your project?" he asked in disbelief. I shrugged. With preston on my case, art wasnt really my main focus. "i guess so... It doesnt really matter anyway." he leaned down and grabbed my hand in his. He slowly lowered the brush and whispered in my ear. "wheres your inspiration?" "dont have any." i respond quickly. He was so close, i could feel his sweet breath running down my neck. He looked deep in my eyes. "Everyone has someone to live for. Question for you is, who is that?" Amy vega and lucas amato have been best friends since they were three. When amy finally gets a boyfriend, preston pierce, lucas and her slowly drift apart. What happens when lucas develops feelings for amy? Is it too late? Or will thier love paint a beautiful picture?