The Devil's den; a notorious hangout for high school seniors, computer geniuses and competitive gamers. And a home to the most feared hacker between the students. Not the place for an innocent young highschooler to find themselves in. Francy's oldest brother is one to be a regular and he made her swear neither she nor his other siblings would ever under any circumstances come near that place. But when Francy's cat gets into a painting accident, she rushes to her nearest brother for help, straight into the Devil's den. Only instead of her brother, she meets the Devil himself. And just so it happens he has a soft spot for cats.

Angel Rodriguez is the daughter of a very powerfull man named Robert Rodriguez. She has everything any girl ever wanted. But she also has a secret no one knows about. Because under all these designer clothes and lit vacations hides an emotional little girl who struggles with a low selfesteem and depression. River West is the outsider of West High Academy. Everyone is scared of him, including Angel. He's known by everyone as the boy with a fucked up family and no friends at all. Everyone knows he has alcoholic problems like his father, multiple mental illnesses and he's an addict just like he's crazy mother. They had lived in the same town for years and never spoke a word to eachother. Watch how everything changes in just seconds. ----------------------- ! WARNING ! This story contains : - selfharm - depression - murder - fights - abuse - drugs,alcohol,cigarettes,juul,.... - mental illnes - bad language - and a hella lot of sexual tensions

|| Highest Rank - #3 in Teen Fiction || Amanda thought she had found the love of her life. She had everything perfectly planned out; the university she would attend, the car she would drive, the house she would own, the place she would get married and even the money she would earn. Much to her dismay, all her plans went straight down the drain when she caught her golden boy in bed with someone else. She thinks she is the only person who feels absolutely devastated, but she is proven wrong when, one night, a certain bad boy knocks on her door. Now what could a six foot tall, arrogant jerk want from her? Isn't it obvious? He wants revenge. - Cover by @-belllawrites Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

"I need your help." He was obviously drunk, and I was obviously confused. "What the fu-" Mason pushed a hand to my mouth. "Shhh," he shushed me loudly, "someone's gonna hear us, Maddy." He could not be serious. ••• A drunken boy sneaking into Morgan Collins' room was all it took for her life to turn around. Now she had to deal with a very moody bad boy and the problems/ drama that rolled with him. Could she handle the drama? Could she possibly save him? Most importantly, who the fuck was Maddy? Now published and available for purchase! How to Save a Bad Boy: A Teen Romance https://www.amazon.com/dp/1644341476/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_api_glt_fabc_AEAP3CYHRGBAKKHXBN2D

Vedant Shah. Born into a family full of successful, self made entrepreneurs, struggling to make something equally meaningful out of his life. Meera Modi. A daughter from a household in which a woman holds respect only as a homemaker, fighting against her teachings. Both equally frustrated with their lives. Confident, there couldn't be more hardships. And then, One fateful day, One coincidence. One Bag Swap They say, "walk one's shoes." For Vedant, it took fifty crazy journal entries and an identical red Nike backpack to realize what all he was ignoring in life. Highest Ranking: #95 in Teen Fiction as on 9th May 2017 Published : 21st April 2017 Completed: 3rd May 2017 I don't own the picture I've used in the cover. Amazing cover by @MusicAndMakeup ********************************** All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author.

Book 1 in Bombay Series. [Detailed synopsis inside.] ❝Sometimes, the devils have invisible wings.❞ ~~ Vivaan Arya. At the end of the day, we all need the pain to survive. She is strong. Like the shell that is meant to protect the delicate body of crabs and give them home. Like the fire, luring you in with the warmth in her eyes and promise of pain in her words. She was like those cookies hidden in the jar that my mom placed on the top shelf of the kitchen. Away from my reach. Forbidden for me. ❝Few things are forbidden for a reason and playing against the rules comes with a price.❞ ~~ Ahana Mehta. Lower your guards down. So I can hit you at your weak points. Just like you did with mine. He is complicated. He is that missing piece of the puzzle that I never really figured out. He is like a volcano, he burns everything that he touches. People say that he was born to destroy. Maybe my destruction will unearth the magic and cool him down. In my world full of black and white, he is red for me. A huge ass danger sign, that beckons me towards it. ❝Maybe I never bothered to find the wings of that person, declaring him the devil because he didn't bother to hide his horns.❞ ~~~ !!! The book deals with sensitive topics like racism, bullying, body shaming, LGBT and depression. ¡¡¡ All rights reserved @xEena101x

Nova can't escape the rich town of Riverside, where a tragedy follows her every step, but she can work to uncover who's been lying to her all these years. ***** When seventeen-year-old Nova Nightingale returns to her late mother's hometown the last thing she expects is to be public enemy number one, but the rumors surrounding her mother's sudden disappearance fifteen years earlier follow Nova everywhere she goes. And to top it all off, the local rich boy, Isaac Royal, is adamant about making her life hell. Surrounded by rumors, lies, and a secret keeping the town on edge, Nova has to figure out why she's hated and why the boy hell-bent on making her suffer seems to be the only person she can trust. Content/Triggering Warning: this story contains themes of suicide and violence [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

Life couldn't be more mundane for sweet, kind, and naïve Kiara Reeves, who has been bussing tables to make ends meet. Until she unexpectedly finds herself in the arms of a handsome billionaire. Blue-eyed, dark-haired, and enigmatic, Jasper Lockhart comes from a world of wealth, power, and sophistication. Despite being worlds apart, Kiara is drawn to him, enthralled by his presence. And soon, their friendship blossomed into something more. But fate has other plans for them... ...and now Kiara is knee-deep in trouble. And like a knight in shining armor, Jasper comes to her rescue. But little does Kiara know that Jasper's help comes with a price THIS IS THE REWRITTEN VERSION. NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON and Radish fiction Copyright © 2019 by Kashmira Kamat * * * NOTE*: THIS IS NOT A CLICHE BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE. CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, AND A PSYCHOTIC MALE PROTAGONIST. THIS IS AN UNCONVENTIONAL ROMANCE, NOT EVERYONES CUP OF TEA.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)