She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

*Completed but needs editing* *I DO NOT GIVE ANYONE/COMPANY PERMISSION TO USE THIS BOOK ON OTHER WEBSITES, THIS IS WRITTEN BY ME ON WATTPAD ONLY, IF YOU SEE IF ANYWHERE ELSE IT HAS BEEN STOLEN* sabella was abandoned at birth, just left outside a pack house door on the steps in a hopes that the pack that lived there wouldn't kill her on the spot for being an imposter. This wasn't the case, the old Alpha of the pack took pity on the baby and took her in, although he raised her as his own when he died she fell into the bottom ranks of the pack because she never truly belonged, Isabella thought she wouldn't never be loved or respected until she met the Alpha of all Alpha's: The Alpha King.

Rose Waterstone, daughter of the lead commander, is sent to the facility at the ripe age of seventeen. She was sent for the same reason as everyone else - to prepare for the threat of war between sectors. She was more than willing to get away from her poor excuse of a father, ready to take on the real world - or at least she thought she was. Upon her arrival at the facility she can't help but catch the eye of the facility leader's son, Colton Grey. He was your typical broody, dark haired boy but he seemed to strike a nerve with Rose. He was intrigued by her but nothing but hatred seemed to fuel their actions towards each other. They couldn't stand each other, for what reason they did not know. Maybe it was because she was so stubborn? Or maybe it was because he thought that he had some kind of claim on her that excused the way he treated her? A new threat arises, rebels. Rebels who are hell bent on taking down the government and destroying everyone in relations to them, including Rose. They are both forced to work together, to help each other take down the rebels but how when they both despise each other with every fibre of their being? How when their resentment for each other runs so deeply? Colton hates Rose but won't let anyone lay a finger on her. Rose hates Colton but won't walk away.