My name is Christie Teagon White....but I hate my name, I prefer my secret middle name; Violet. It's not official, but Im pretty sure that's my secret middle name. Im a cheerleader, the head of the squad actually. But instead of wearing make-up, talking about guys, and catching up on the latest drama. I play soccer, hang out with my bro and his friends, and eat. I eat a lot actually. I like the way I am, and I hate that my 'friends' try to change me, I think they should just accept the fact, that Im just one of the guys

On her eighteenth birthday, Sasha Pierce's life tragically comes crashing down. Now, working at a Strip Club in New York City, her only focus is surviving from one day to the next-at least until a handsome stranger makes her an offer that she can't refuse. Everything about Jaxon Edwards draws her in. His charm, his mystery, and especially his simple request; to accompany him to his sister's wedding as his fake fiance and to live with him for six months in exchange for more money than Sasha could ever imagine. But, to top it all off, he also offers her a glimpse into a dark, secret lifestyle unlike anything she's ever experienced.

Friendly, sweet, kind, mild mannered, those are all perfect descriptions of Faith Viera. Nothing ever riled her up, except for her playboy of a next door neighbor Blaze Malone. If she didn't have to deal with his loud music blasting at all hours of the night or morning, she had to endure moans and shouts of his constantly changing bed partners. The satisfaction he got from ticking her off had her holding even tighter to her emotions than usual whenever they came into contact. There was no way she wanted him to enjoy her ire. Unfortunately that becomes impossible on the day of her break up with her boyfriend of two years. Blaze finally sees past the wall she's put up to the hurting woman beneath. One vulnerable moment changes the way they see each other. The only problem is, will Blaze help heal her heart or break it beyond repair?

One lucky girl gets to have the best moments of her life with a couple guys she just met. Will she end up with the guy that's falling for her? Or will she go for another one?

Jayden Lance has been through much difficulties in his life being openly gay; the only reason he was so open about it, was for his 3 year long relationship with his boyfriend Anthony-- he gave his boyfriend everything mentally and psychically possible. 5 years ago his boyfriend moved away to the other side of the country, leaving Jayden alone and crushed. He slowly got over the fact that the relationship ended on bad terms, and the only way to cope with that loss was the development of his addiction; He found healing in tattoos, gallons and gallons of ink was pierced into his skin as a part in his healing process. He receives a letter from Anthony, saying that he will be returning back home. All the emotions he had felt for Anthony come flooding back, but he refuses to let them overtake him, allowing such pain to creep right back up and make home in his heart.

Brayden Mitchal is a 17 year old 'bad boy' that is the man of the house and taking care of his twin sister, little sister and his mom living in San Diego. What will happen when his father tries to come back into his life with unknown information? Will he find someone that he can confide in? Will he find someone that will help him quit his bad habits?

"You see I would happily screw, but not get off. I want to listen to you moan my name, scream it. I want to feel your kitten tighten around me. I want to feel all of you. Thats all I want" He said in my ear. My hole body tingeling. I was not giving in to him. "I'm not being a good fuck for you. Sorry. Go find some girl who would actually want to fuck you. I don't and never will. Sorry to burst yo- OH!" He pushed his erection against my ass. "Yeah sure you don't. That is what you do to me" He relased me and went and sat on my bed. "You're an asshole" I spat at him. "I'll be anything you want me to be baby" He said suductivly. How the hell am I suposed to live with this asshole. "I hate you!" I said glaring at him. He chuckled. "Baby me and you both know you don't hate me. You want me. Its obvious. Every girl does" He said with a smirk. "If any good looking guy wanted sex all the girls would be there begging him to have their way with him. Its sad actually. Good thing i'm still a virgin. I'm saving myself" I said. "So you have no chance" I said with a smug grin. He got up and walked towards me. I backed up and hit the wall. His hands on either side of my head. He leaned in and his lips hovered over mine. "We will see about that Shea. I always get what I want, and I want you" His lips brushing up against mine. I wanted to kiss him but I didn't. I wasn't giving in.

The twisted tale of two best friends, filled with laughter, lust, want, need, romance, bromance, fighting, arguing, crying, death, loss, pain, sorrow, joy, highs, lows, ups, downs, life long memories, but most importantly... Love.