"She's hot." "Yeah, I know. I'm kinda jealous..." "I'm gonna ask her out." "Are you crazy? You're asking for a death wish." "What's so wrong with me asking her out?" "Everything! You just can't." "Why!?" "Because she belongs to the king." - Mia White was just an ordinary girl that walked the face of earth. She was who people looked up to. She had good grades, was the kindest person you'd ever meet, and was breathtakingly beautiful. Everyone in ClearHills Academy loved her. But, there were also some who feared and despised her. Some people hated Mia because she was known as 'little miss perfect' and because she was claimed by the one who practically owned everything. Besides her best friend, Sarah, not many people approached her. Most people feared that if they were to do something wrong, it would anger him. And that was the last thing people wanted. Ace King was someone not to mess with. His father owns a powerful company that he would soon take over. He was what parents told their kids not become. He was the bad boy of ClearHills Academy. Ever since Ace first laid eyes on her as kids, she was what he wanted most. Mia was the only person who he'd drop on his knees and bow down to, she was the only person he cared not to be feared by. She was the only who could tame him. - "What is it dear? Do you want something else?" his mother asked, looking down to see his attention focused on something. Or rather, someone. "Her," he said, pointing at a girl, sitting on a small wooden stool with a book in her hands. "I want her." - ❝Everyone knows she belongs to him.❞ - WARNING [ contains mature language ] Highest Ranking #1 - 01/27/18 | Billionaire #1 - 02/01/18 | Romance STARTED on November 7, 2017

"Before I show you who I am, I want you to remember what you're fighting for," Aide replied cautiously and gave them all a piercing stare. "Keep an open mind." "Just tell us, lad," Hanke snarled impatiently and bobbed his sword. "Brace yourselves," Aide said as he slowly reached for his hood. Emaia's heart pounded vigorously in her chest, so loudly, she feared people could hear. This was it. She would finally see the face of her rescuer, the face she had so longed to see. Aide gave them all one last lingering look before he closed his eyes. "Your whole world is about to change." He punctuated his sentence by pulling off his hood. The entire crowd gasped and all readied their weapons, as long silver hair burst free from the cloak and long slender ears appeared. It was impossible, Emaia thought. They had been extinct for decades. But there was no denying it. She looked at the man who had rescued her a few nights ago, and remembered him as charming and valiant. It all made so much sense now-why he could do, what he could do. He was an elf. And not just any elf. - A Northern Elf.

Hazel Harper isn't your average girl. Haunting events from her past have kept her inside her own little bubble, a wall that she has subconsciously build over the years. As new people emerge into Hazel's life, she realises how much she has been missing, she also realises that people aren't always who you think they are. Everyone knows that through the hardships there is always that little ray of sunshine and maybe Hazel's ray of sunshine will be the boy who is covered in ink. ~*~*~*~ Current cover made by @makeshiftwords. Go and follow her. Previous cover made by @ilovepizaaaa. You should definitely follow her too. Highest ranking: #1 in teen fiction.

"Turn around, Adelaine." Heart hammering in my chest, I didn't budge. "I said turn around, Adelaine." His voice, a grave, resonant command had me obeying completely this time without a second thought. My mind screamed to bolt out, to ubpush him away or slap him. But none of the three was going to happen, because I couldn't flee, and neither could I fight him. Closing the curtains behind him, he dropped his suit jacket on the floor. His hands came down to my shoulders, and very carefully, he started to lower down my crossed arms down to my sides. Slowly, he leaned in, and I had to tilt my head back to look at him. "This has to stop," Mikhail whispered. "I refuse to suffer another morning wood, Adelaine, not anymore. These...endless fantasies of you have to stop." He caressed my shoulders and his breath fanned warm on my neck.       "Get dressed. I'm taking you to my house tonight." (adult content: sex, mafia, substance-abuse related chaps® mature readers only)

Dominic is a loyal husband who owns a successful publishing agency. After hiring Anya, Dominic's world as he knows it starts to collapse. He will have to make a choice, be with his wife or follow where his heart tugs him. Anya is doing her best to keep her past hidden. When she falls in love with her new boss, she is trying every trick in the book to keep him at arm's length and keep her own heart safe.

{Completed} Elizabeth Walker wasn't much of a social butterfly, to put it lightly. She actually preferred to spend her time by herself, where she could think in peace, which she planned to do on her family's two-week long beach vacation. However, her parents did not seem to understand that concept at all. In fact, they were all but mad that she wasn't out being a normal teenager. So, her mom practically forced her to spend time with the rude boy they met in the elevator. (Something about being more social? Who needs social time, anyways?) All she could think about was how rude this boy was. Hayes was nothing but trouble, the tattoo on his chest told her that much. But when he insists on betting that she will fall for him in two weeks, she agrees to the bet, positive that she would never even come close to falling for him. (She is nothing if not competitive.) Will she fall for Hayes before the two weeks are up? I mean, sure he can sing really well. And sure, he's kind of hot. Okay really hot. But seriously, he's just some rude boy from an elevator. There's no way she'd fall for him. Right? "Give It Two Weeks"