|| 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

Rose goes to Australia for her summer before senior year, she never thought she would meet a guy nor ever hook up with him, but she did and now shes back in school and finds out that the guy she hooked up with is her new chemistry teacher. She tries to ignore him and pretend nothing happened but all he wants is her. Now available on amazon kindle: https://www.amazon.com/Teacher-Ravewood-Vish-ebook/dp/B06XQQH57T/ref=sr_1_4?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1490027901&sr=1-4&keywords=ravewood

A pair of rough hands pushed her firmly against the back of the chair that was seated underneath a small desk. His fingers clutched her waist, pressing his muscular body to her. Faces inches away, he towered over her, his white teeth sinking into his pink lips as he bit down, his dark brown eyes looking at nothing other than her. Hallie gasped, surprised and confused at this sudden outburst of affection and confidence that came from her very own p.e teacher. Hallie Turner, your average 18 year old. By doing everything herself since the age of 7, she doesn't think she needs anyone else, other than her two best friends. When a certain someone comes along, he takes up a big roll in Hallie's mess of a life and begs his favourite student to break down her walls and let him in. TEACHER X STUDENT ABUSIVE CONTENT

"Why did u punch him?" I asked in shock. "Why did you kiss him?" He asked me angrily. "What? I... but..he... " "Is he your boyfriend? Or Did he pay you to be with him?" He asked this annoyedly by interupting me. But hearing those words coming out from his mouth made me loose my temper. I went nearer to him and slapped him across his face. "How could you say like that? I am not like other bimbo's who are dying to do anything for money. I certainely don't need to explain to you anything and i don't wish to work with you anymore. Goodbye Mr. Pearce." ❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇❇ Alexander Pearce is the CEO of leading multi national company- The Pearce Industries. He is the most eligible bachelor in the New York city. While Scarlet Reeves is just a simple girl from a small town of Ohio, who just recently shifted to New York with her best friend Taylor Hope to pursue a descent job and improve her way of living life peacefully. Little did she knew her destiny has something else written for her rather than living peacefully. She got an opportunity to work with Alexander as his Personal Assistant and that would be a hell of a ride for her. He is possesive, highly develish,stubbornly handsome and a greek god. With so much of qualities in him will she really be able to handle this hell of a Ceo? Or is there a possibibility that this Possesive Ceo will be her's forever? What do you all think? ********************* This book is not so perfect. But i am just trying it out. After completing the story i will check out the mistakes and edit it well. Still I hope you guys will read and enjoy this book. You all can share your pretty thoughts to me anytime. Thank you for reading the above description! Ranked at #113 for Romance [8-08-2016] #70 in Romance [18.08.16] #49 in Romance [21.08.16] #9 in Romance [14.09.16] # 3 in Romance [21.05.17] #2 in Romance [01.07.17]

"I love how innocent you act, but I know you're not." **************************** My dad had given me a simple journal that I thought I'd never use. When I found out he died in a car crash, that next week, I decided to start writing all my feelings in it because I'm not really good at expressing them verbally. My journal was full of decent thoughts... Well some were decent, Until I met Dillon Taylor. He was the cocky, annoying, loud mouthed boy next door that wouldn't turn his music down if the queen of England walked in his room. So one night, I finished my diary entry and fell asleep. I left the window open because it was hot. Bad idea. I heard some fiddling in my room so I turned on my lamp. Only to see that annoying boy from next door's body was halfway out my room window-- with my diary in his hand.