Highest ranking: #1 in teen fiction. I though I knew Archer McCarty. The controlling, stubborn bad boy who always try and get his way, the bully who made my childhood days waste away. The guy who grew up to be hot as hell. That was why I agree to play the game, for revenge. I wasn't prepared to see a whole different side of him. He is overwhelming and possessive. He goes all caveman when another guy so much as breathe in my direction. He let me break his defense. The tables are turned and I see everything in his view. It seems to make more sense. I wasn't expecting to fall for him by unraveling him but it was easy. I don't know how to tell him that all of these started with that game. Do I even want to? [WARNING: PG-13 Some scenes may be inappropriate for younger crowds. If you are not a fan of over the top possessive hero. This is not the book for you]

"I'm not beautiful." She told him, hoping that he would leave her alone. He stared at her incredulously and she watched as his dark eyebrows arched into a quizzical frown. "Okay then," he shrugged and her immediate reaction was of shock. He looked at her curiously and she coughed under his intense gaze. "Would you like something to drink?" He asked her with a blank expression. She narrowed her eyes at him. "I hate you." She blurted out before spinning around on her heels to exit his bedroom. Hand on the door knob, she was halted by his grip on her elbow. She turned around to face him with a tongue heavy of curses, but she was stopped by his lips crashing down on hers. She gasped in surprise and he used it to his advantage and plunged his tongue into her invitingly warm mouth. She shuddered and gripped his shoulders for support, afraid that she would fall. But she had a feeling that she had already fallen. For him. The Sex God. How did that happen? The Heated Series Book 1 All rights reserved. Copyright©1999beauty.

Meet Elliot Adams.Elliot is just your 5'6 average 17 year old boy.He is funny,cocky,and crazy.And have a burning passion for music.Not only that but gets bullied by David,the football team co-captain and his friend,Cole.But there's two secret that everybody doesn't know about Elliot. Meet Nathaniel Colton.Nathaniel (Nate for short) is the Coral Ridge High School 18 year old 6'3 star-quarterback and the school feared bad boy along with both his friends, Jace and Jason. All three bad boys are street racers and street fighters.They all at a race having fun untill they get suprise by a special someone. what happen will when bad doy Nate and crazy Elliot path cross each other?,What happen will when Nate discover his love for Elliot?,What is both of Elliot's secret?,and most importantly,How will Nate feel about the shocking news Elliot told him? READ TO FIND OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"What the fuck..." Olivia could hear the barely audible voice surfacing in her mind as she began to wake up. Sunlight stung the backs of her eyelids, causing her to blink. A sting in her throat kept her from swallowing easily. She turned to the side where she heard the voice and her eyes focused on a guy, who was shirtless, and in the same bed as her. "Oh no..." she whispered as a painful sensation made its presence known. This can't be happening. I'm a good girl. I don't screw up, Olivia thought as she stared in horror at the figure beside her. Abruptly she stood up taking the navy blue sheets with her. Exposing the guy she also saw the dark red stain in the centre of the bed. She groaned aloud. "What have you done?" he shouted as he frantically tried to pull on his boxers. "What have I done? You did this!" she countered unsure of what really happened. "Do you even remember?" her silence spoke volumes, "There, then nothing happened, we just fell asleep..." "Naked? And if that's not enough evidence look at the bed..." she drifted off ashamed and watched his eyes focus on the bed. "Oh man, my sheets!" "This is not about your sheets!" Olivia yelled angrily as she moved around the room and picked up her clothes from the night before. Don't panic. It's okay. Maybe it isn't what we think it is, she tried calming herself as she awkwardly put on her underwear and dress. Dropping the sheet she made her way to the doorway and disappeared out of his bedroom. Swallowing three times she found her purse and coat beside the front door of the apartment. "We're not even going to talk about this?" "There's nothing to talk about!" Olivia shouted as she held her purse and shoes in one hand and slammed the door on the approaching figure.

•Finished• I'll see you at midnight with the velvet red box.

Nora Trenton likes her men simple, uncomplicated and married. Wait what?! That's right she a mistress and enjoys every second of it. While working at her law firm she meets Dorian Chance, a spoiled rich bad boy who's just about to become her most prestigious and most wealthy client. A player of the same sorts, Dorian likes his woman easy and not clingy. But that all changes when the two of them get stuck working with each other. From the very beginning Nora despises him but when she discovers that Dorian is alittle more integrated with her social network of friends they begin to head off in a whirl wind of flying emotions, raging tempers and passionate nights that wake the neighbors in the dead of night. But will their passion break their number one rule: Don't Fall In Love?

Being normal is boring and overrated, we hate normal. We weren't born normal anyways and I thank God for that, now it's our turn to have fun and go crazy. We do as we please and ain't no one can stop us. By Jay

~an~ Carissa whimpered enjoying the pleasure of Amedius's hands on her cold skin. His eyes were glassy clouded with lust for his new concubine his queen had picked for him. Carissa tried to convince herself that he was wrong for her that he'd had his choice in women over the years each one meeting a tragic ending. "Strip for me." he groaned out licking down her neck. she tried to supress a moan looking around at the attention they'd drawn to them selves from everyone." Here, in front of everyone. In front of the queen?" He let out a hum. "yes Carissa. tonight you're mine, I want them to know that when I playing inside of you infront of all of them." she blushed at his words looking up at the queen. Is this really what she wanted? The young queen nodded and Carissa closed her eyes murmuring against his neck "Yes my king, take me now... in front of all of them. In front of your queen."

Julius is a successful business man who knows what he wants and gets what he wants. He lives the BDSM lifestyle and has many subs and notches under his belt. But soon reconnects with an old child-hood best friend who has a abusive past that starts making Julius question his lifestyle. His first and number one goal is to protect Lily from a past that'll soon catch up with the both of them.

Elena liked Liam the first time she laid eyes on him. He was fun, he made her laugh, and he seemed so carefree. Very much unlike herself. She fought depression on a daily basis and worried about everything. They were raised completely differently, and seemed to be completely different people. Could they get past their differences and make it work? Could he handle her and all of her problems? And could she handle him always telling her what to do, and punishing her when he she didn't please him? Is he really as carefree as he seems though? Read His Way and find out. _____________________________________________________________________________ Elena smacked him again for good measure. She knew she was going overboard but she was so damn irritated with him she couldn't help himself. Why did he have to be so mean for no reason? His face hardened as he gripped her arm. She winced and looked away. In a low growl, he said "smack me one more time and see what happens. I'm about ready to burn your ass up." She could feel the heat rising to her cheeks and knew he could see it too. She wanted so badly to tap his arm just the tiniest bit just to prove she didn't have to listen to him. But she knew what would come of testing him, and nine times out of ten, it didn't go her way. She knew what just his hand could do to her bottom. And she knew he wasn't afraid to use it. But damn if she didn't hit him anyways.