Savage: -fierce, violent, and uncontrolled. -a member of a people regarded as primitive and uncivilized. Aiyanna Mohave. Women envied her beauty and men wanted her in their beds. Most were terrified of her. She was lethal. Not many of the townsfolk dared to associate with her. Until he came along. An arrogant gunslinger named Ashton McCall. Captivated by her beauty, her arrogance, and her trying temper. He wanted her. She was his. Too bad for her she just didn't know it yet. But will the gunslinger tame the savage?

"be mine" he spoke softly, I want to give in but I cant risk the hurt. I just mended my heart and screwed every piece back together. I can't afford another heart break. "im sorry Xavier I cant im-im not ready" he lets out a sigh and slowly puts me down. "Savannah you've had over 2 years you are ready and I know you want this" he pleads. "No-no Xavier please dont" "just try it! I promise you I wont hurt you" "Xavier stop" "your in denial god dammit! you go through one bad relationship and assume every new one will be the same. but in reality its not, Savannah your beautiful, you have a perfect heart, a smile that can send people swooning for you. me, im falling for you Savannah Lyric, please let me take you out and if you feel like it's wrong or you cant handle it then I will back off. I wont ever bring it up" Savannah an aspiring model modeling for a fashion house. She is stuck up and has an ego. Her past making her the way she is today. What happens when the 20 year old meets him?

Thea Knight. Nobody knows her face. But they fear her name. James Carson. Leader of Vice, Knight's rival gang. Just as Thea thinks she has left the rough gang life behind, James offers her a deal she can't refuse. Suddenly she's roped back into a life of violence and mutiny, only this time she's joined the enemy, turning on the only family she has. And Thea's brother is out for blood. Her blood. **** "You miss it don't you?" Her eyes shot up to meet his. She shook her head. He laughed humorlessly, "Oh don't even. We both know there's a rush that comes with the life style. The adrenaline of being shot at. I saw it in your eyes while we were running. As much as you try to deny it, you crave it." ***** Amazing cover by @MaddiBear120800 *****

There were two names known by everyone around the school. Amber Simmons and her friend Terra. Life was normal, routine. There were schemes, manipulation and blackmail to get what they wanted but that was just another day. They ruled the school in their own, sly way. And then Blake Carlton showed up with flowers. But these were for Terra.

Reign Morrow is running from her troubles back on the East Coast. Her ex boyfriend was heading down a dangerous path, that involved underground boxing, drugs and domestic violence. Reign needed an escape, something he refused to give her. So she decides to drop out of college and head home where she knows her brother will protect her from the trouble that plans on following her. Axel Taylor or Gunnar to his mates in the Dark Howlers and to the rest of the biker world is the Vice President. He has seen a lot of dark things in his twenty four years on this planet. He hadn't experienced any source of light until he meets Reign. Follow, Reign and Gunnar as they go against themselves to be with one another. Highest Ranking #9 General Fiction as of March 28, 2017 #7 General Fiction as of April 8, 2017 #1 General Fiction as of December 14, 2019

Violet Knight has a very bad past with violence, abuse, blood, and most of all... DEATH. She has had the worst childhood you could ever have. She has scars to prove it. Violet's past has made her an emotionless, killing machine. She can kill you without a second glance. She decided to move away from her harmful past in Orlando, Florida to LA, California. She's mysterious, scarred, and dangerous. She's the new girl. Jordan Smith has a rough past, but not as rough as Violet. His parents never pay attention to him. He is the leader of the most dangerous gang in Cali with his friends Caleb Monroe, Dylan Farfield, Kane Forest, George Dean, and Kyle McKnight. They are bad, sarcastic, and dangerous, but they can't compete with Violet. They are the bad boys of California Highschool.

You'll just have to find out for yourself. Copyright © 2018 by Lylo A. All Rights Reserved

She sighed as she closed her eyes, sinking into the feeling of the tranquility and peace. When she was here, she wouldn't have to worry about anything. This was her alone time. A deep, "Hello." made her nearly jump out of her skin, screaming. Why was there a hot, young male sitting across her. Of course, he was shirtless. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" She all but screamed out. "I'm having some 'me time', I don't know what you're doing here." Dark Blue eyes, dark hair, full lips. This was not going to end well for her. His velvety, sonorous voice was not helping. "Whoever you are, hot specimen, you have to leave." He only raised his eyebrows at that, "Well, equally attractive female, I got here first." He stood up and walked to her, slowly, like predator and prey. "W-what are you doing?" Her voice was shaking with caution. He sat down next to her and leaned into her ear, "I'm claiming you." "Okay... I'm leaving." She sat up abruptly and stormed to the door. The knob jiggled and jiggled until a cracking noise sounded the room. "What was that noise?" She turned with an awkward smile on her face, "I broke the door?" The statement sounded more like a question. "I just 'eff'ed up, didn't I?" "Yeah, you did." He chuckled, "But we can make it worth while." That devilish smirk did not look good. Is it getting hot in here?

A beat of a second passed before he slowly pulled away from me, the suffocating heat withdrawing with him as he straightened up. My eyes lifted to meet his as he released his hold on my knife, and I flicked my wrist, flipping it with ease so my hands closed around its smooth, still-warm handle. The room was silent. The ten other men seated on the couch didn't bother trying to hide the shock on their faces that a hunter had just agreed to a deal with their Alpha. I totally felt the same way, even if I was that dumb motherfucker. They seemed to be imagining what horrible, unthinkable threats he could have whispered into my ear to make me cave, but to think my resolve had dissolved with just four unexpected words from his mouth. Sometimes, I wondered if I even had a brain. "So," I said now, holding back a sigh as I looked up into those steely, unreadable eyes, "If I'm going to work with you, I'll need a name to call you by. Unless you prefer to be referred to as moody dick?" Silence followed my words. "What, don't you guys know Moby Dick?" I asked no one in particular, and ten pairs of eyes exchanged glances that further questioned my sanity. The last pair of eyes held mine steady. The ring of gold in them seemed to burn like a flickering candlelight against the night of the sea. "Heath," he said, and I could finally place his accent as the name curled and settled in my ears like a cat by the fireplace. I smiled. "Well, cool." I put my hand out between us, the one holding the knife, the silver-pointed tip facing him as I offered him a handshake. "Nice to meet you moody dick, I'm Alessandra."