Legit "For Chase, somewhere between fighting back and giving up, along came Levi." WARNING: Loads of swearing. Not edited. Copyright by Namukotak.

The Bad Boys Little Fighter Two people that seem so different, but are they really? Luka Knight, the bad boy of the school. The gang leader. The one person you don't want to cross when on a dark street alone. Anastasia Fray, the nerd and quite little girl of the school, but she has a secret. She's an underground fighter, and a great one at that. With a dark past and an uncertain future she doesn't trust and won't tell anyone what's going on in her life. She's closed off and hidden in her oversized clothes and a camera she never puts down. When these two meet they automatically feel something for each other, but with Anastasias past and fights and Lukas gang and his own past, will they ever fall in love? Will they be able to love each other when neither of them believe in the word at all? Or will their pasts catch up with them and tear them apart? Will they be able to trust one another and believe that they can fight for their love, or will they let the world batter and beat them to death? Find out as you read "The Bad Boys Little Fighter."

Conner Rogers: Hot, athletic, and popular, with an ego the size of the Empire State Building. Selena Rider: Clumsy, uncoordinated-and-most-definitely-not-athletic, and sarcastic, with an unfortunate affinity for making self destructive life decisions. Against all odds, Selena and Conner have remained best friends longer than either can even recall, joined at the hip and constantly searching for adventure. Or trouble. Or both. Until puberty kicks in, and BAM!, they go from being best friends for life, to best friends with benefits. No one else knows, for now anyways, and keeping it that way will prove more of a challenge than expected. The two will have to deal with the fact, that the things they want, are sometimes the things that they never expected to want. There's a test of devotion and friendship approaching them, and no one is certain that they will make it out with their hearts in one piece. After all, best friends are forever. Right? UNDER MASSIVE CONSTRUCTION! So if things aren't making any sense, it's because I've been going back and editing everything XD

CAUTION SEXUAL CONTEXTS AND ABUSE... Her Mom's dead, She's moving to America from England, Living alone with her dog and only 16. But what made her mom kill herself? and are they after her two? Everything gets revealed slowly after her mothers death, not only that but people are hiding things from her, and where's her father? ITS A BIT BORING AT THE START BUT GETS BETTER! Also this is my first book, so I'm sorry if there is any wrong spellings and bad gramma.

Natasha Preston is a Regular at Melody Academy with her talents. She holds a heavy secret but it doesn't let her down. Castiel Masons is the new transfer students. He is your average Bad Boy but doesn't have the perfect family. Or more like parents. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What happens when two paths like theirs cross? Secrets,confessions, and problems. Oh but of course.... You can't forget about love. *Edited!*

"You know, I could show you?" Cassadee whispered sliding her long black fingernail down my torso to the tops of my jeans and tugging. She looked up at me through her beautiful long eyelashes and a smirk tugging on her lips. "Uh. I-I.." I stuttered my mouth hung open. My arms glued to my side not knowing what to do in this type of situation. "Come on. Don't you wanna know what it's like to be bad?" ************************** Cassedee Simons, she is what you would call a bad girl, trouble. Does whatever she wants when she wants. Meet Mason Stockman, he is what people call nerdy, goody two shoes, never does anything wrong and always follows the rules. But when Mason is sick of people calling goody goody, Cassadee notices and thinks it would be fun to help him out. Show him what it's like in her world.

After the divorce of her parents, Marley Parker stays in North Carolina while her brother and father move to California. Ten years after the divorce, Marley finds herself being forced to move across the country to live with her very wealthy father and brother. Marley's brother seems to be Mister Popular while she remains the quiet 'nerd' as her brother's friends would call her. She loves her brother, but will she survive being Mister Popular's Little Sister? Follow Marley's journey that will consist of love, hatred, laughter, and tears in Mister Popular's Little Sister. __________ Reader's thoughts: "AHHHH! I love it!" ⠀⠀⠀⠀@pagesandbooks "Love this story so far!!!!!" ⠀⠀⠀⠀@stephaniemuggeo9 "Loving the book so far ." ⠀⠀⠀⠀@RandomAdriana "I love your book! Can't wait to read more!" ⠀⠀⠀⠀@Liannabee "I love this book." ⠀⠀⠀⠀@never_look_back6739

"You'll do anything will you?" Keeley smirks, a mischievous glint lighting up her brown eyes. "I dare you, Jade Elsie Brooke, to break into Trystan Woods house and steal a pair of his boxers without him finding out." Jade Brooke was the dare devil who had never turned down a dare, no matter how bad it was. So when a simple game of truth of dare ends up flipping her life upside down in the form of a dare, she has no one to blame but herself. Trystan Woods was the boy out of reach for most, who stood at the top of the high school food chain. Everyone loves him, and he was the football team captain. Jade had never interacted with him, until the day she was dared to break into his house and steal his underwear. The only flaw in the plan? When he catches her in his room holding his boxers. || Humour #1 || // this story is in major need of editing and sucks quite badly so read at your own risk you have been warned \\

I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)