Highest rank on romance hot list: #5. She is called The Ice Queen, due to her stoic non-readable features and her standoffish attitude. Angelica Taverron builds protective walls around herself from people she doesn't know or trust. She's secretly afraid to be used for her looks for others to use to their advantage, may it be man or woman. Julien St. James is a tall, dark, and handsome, high profile business man with billions and is expanding his businesses into the western side of the states and also just moved across the street from the Taverron's. His penetrating silver eyes captivate her and take her breath away, and secretly she desires him. Julien secretly names her the Duchess for he saw a daring strength, a wealth of knowledge, charm, grace and inner beauty befitting the label. He's confident, an Alpha, a leader and she likes that. Her deep blue eyes are full of so many feminine secrets only one man will be lucky enough to unlock and Julien is determined that it be him. Will he be the heat that melts all the ice. . .? . . . Or will a threat, forces beyond their control, tear them apart? Follow the St.James family in these spin-off series: His Yasmina His Camelia His Hope

{This is a finished story} "Vanessa?" A deep voice called out. I turned to face him, quickly wiping away the tears that began. "Yes?" I smiled, holding my head a little higher. Vanessa Keating doesn't cry in front of anyone. She certainly doesn't show weakness. A lanky body was leaned against a gleaming motorcycle. His aphotic hair was mussed onto his head and he took a drag from a cigarette that was wedged in between two of his fingers. A denim jacket sat on top of a white v-neck. Despite how cold it was, that's all he was wearing, besides jeans and shoes. Sunglasses rested on his nose, unable for me to see his inky eyes. "Everything alright?" He called from about ten feet away from me. "Yup. Everything's fine," I lied. He flicked the butt of the cigarette to the concrete, putting it out with his foot. Wasn't he scared he was going to get caught? He was on school grounds.

"You have cute freckles too..." he mumbled nervously. Despite the dim lighting inside the house, I could still see his cheeks turning slightly pink. I was shocked. Only my parents and my bestfriend knew about it."You noticed?" "Of course," he said as if I just asked him if the sun is yellow. I gave him a sad smile."Harry never did."

winner of "Popular Choice Awards India 2019". in ** ( Poetry: Hindi )** "अक़्स" "REFLECTION" चला जाता हूँ जहाँ जहाँ तेरा अक़्स दिखाई देता है, छुपा लूँ जमाने से मैं कितना भी जख़्म दिखाई देता है! हम अपने दोस्तों को मिलनें चलें जाये क्यूँ बताओं तो, चुप ही होते हैं पर होठोंपे उनकी बज़्म दिखाई देता है! आईना है जैसा बना दिया है हमनें अपना घर लेकिन, जब भी देखूँ यह सूरत आँखों में अश्क़ दिखाई देता है! रात ख़ामोश बेज़ुबान हैं और सितारें चिराग़ो से रोश़न, ख़ुशबूसे महकता है बिस्तर सामने हश्र दिखाई देता है! यह जिंदगी ए मोहब्बत तो ख़ुदा की अमानत है मगर, यह जमाना इश्क़ वालोंसे बहोत सख़्त दिखाई देता है!

अजीब है सुनने वालों के लिए पर जीवन का सबसे बड़ा सच है कहने वालों के लिए । इसलिए कुछ डर कर कुछ सकुचा कर मैं ये कहती हूँ ; "हाँ मुझे डर लगता है!" ----------- My first Hindi short story. I hope you guys will like it.

You wouldn't think that the kind, quiet girl Rylie Peyton would do anything but apologize when she runs into someone in the school halls. But when the new boy - the bad boy - Max Harris runs into her, she loses it. What is it about Max that allows Rylie to let go and yell at him? To stand up for herself? What is it about bad boys that good girls love?

He didn't care about anything, he was free and careless. That's what drew me in. There was a certain thrill being with Aaron. Maybe because i knew he was bad Or maybe because I knew it was wrong to be with him. But he just made everything so exciting . I took a risk, Read to see where it got me.

"The Goodgirl always falls for the Badboy Ms. Hunter, always." Jason whispered into my ear, causing my breathing to speed up again from the closeness of us. "And who ever said that I was the Goodgirl?" I asked, pushing him farther away from me so that I could start to breathe normally again. "Hollywood said, Isabella, Hollywood." Before I could even process what he said, I was being pinned up against the wall and his lips were on mine, kissing me deeply. Before I even knew it, I was kissing him back, with the same amount of passion.

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.

The Bad Boy and The Tomboy is now published as a Wattpad Book! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Original Edition and Books Edition upon purchase. Nicknames, a love of soccer, and school rumors are all the bad boy and the tomboy have in common. But if they give each other a chance, will they find something more? ***** Seventeen-year-old Macy Anderson is a tomboy that plays soccer, hangs with the guys, can't stand girls (except her best friend Jasmine) and doesn't know who Sam Cahill is. But when the pair unexpectedly meet, everything goes downhill from there. Because Sam Cahill is the school's bad boy, known for skipping classes and getting into trouble. Not to mention his cocky attitude, British accent, and magnetic charm, which seems to work on all the girls -- except Macy, who has a rule not date in high school. But when Sam starts showing her his moves (on and off the soccer field), Macy begins to see a different guy under the leather-clad exterior. Will that be enough to convince her that he's the one guy worth breaking the rules for? [[Word count: 300,000 - 350,000 words]] [[2015 Watty Winner]] All Rights Reserved- ©nikki20038