Was Originally: My parents sold me, to my dead brother new best friend. My brother disappeared when I was eight, after a while we just assumed that he was dead. On my eighteenth birthday my life fell apart as my dead brother turned out to be not dead at all. What's worse was that my parents did something that I will not forgive. They sold me to his best friend who is supposed to be some kind of “prince”. They made the decision to ruin my life and payback is an understatement. Also it is being edited, but it takes time so just deal with it tell it gets fixed. dont like the dont read, go find something else to read or work on your own work so i can come bitch about to you.

They took me in the night... I was terrified. They took my cloths and tied me up. I've heard about these camps. I never thought they were real. Now I'm here naked and tied up. Waiting for my new owner.... and the bids begin. This book contains violent and sexual actions.

Fun in the sun.

This is book two of @Daddys Princess _____________________________ "I gotta go..." Dolline said quietly towards him. "Cmon, five minutes" He said as he laid his hand in between her inner thigh. "My dad is gonna be home...i need to go" "Shh" he said as he leaned in kissing her lips deeply, dolline's cheeks burning red. Dolline shoved him away, "Stop it, you have to go" "What the fuck Doll, I came over to get in those panties, why the fuck are you being a bitch?" He shouted at her. Dolline looked at him, she was silent. "Now will you relax...?" He grabbed her roughly kissing her lips with such force. He moved his hand up against her pussy rubbing her in between the fabric of her clothing. The bruises seemed to real. And I felt empty.

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I crawled in through Chad's bedroom window, the silly dick had left it open. I'm dressed head to toe in black, a kick-ass ninja belt around my waist, well really it's my Dads builders utility belt, back from the time when he thought DIY was his "thing"-It's not. I can only imagine what someone would think if they saw me now, well they'd think "call the cops there's someone breaking into that house", obviously. But then, whilst waiting for the cops to come, they'd look at me and think, that girl watches too much Mission Impossible, which is true of course, but irrelevant. So where was I, oh yeh, I'm in Chad's room, searching for his phone. It's part of my pay back for the Victoria Secret rumour. I mean just because our rooms look onto each other, does not mean that any rumour he spreads about my underwear is automatically true. Does the student body think so low of me as to even consider the possibility that I would get changed where Chad could see me? What the hell! I was going to fill his locker with shit or something as payback, but that seemed a little extreme. That said getting arrested for breaking and entering is hardly minor. Anyway I'm stumbling about the room looking for anything that resembles a phone, when my hand grasps a small article of clothing. OMG! Ew. Please don't let this be what I think this is. I bring the torch forward so I can see clearly. Omg, it is. I'm holding the bad boys boxers, ew ew ew! Wait... Is that Mickey Mouse? The bad boy has Mickey Mouse boxers?! Oh this is gold. I bring out my phone and take a few pictures. This is gold, blackmail gold, and I intend to use it. This is going to be so much fun... ---------------------------------------------------------- What do you do when a Greek god moves in next door? Well you torment the shit out of him of course. Besides, we all know that Greek Gods are cocky, arrogant, players anyhow, right... Right?

Autumn Faye Jacobs was caring and responsible. There was a reason for this. She had never known her dad and her mom was a heavy alcoholic. She grew up without the love and affection most children did and she envied that. She hated the feeling of being alone and uncared for. All she wanted was to feel loved and her reckless parents couldn't giver her that. Nicklaus Hastings was wild and reckless. Nothing could ever tame him, even the law. He was selfish. He had no filter. He did things that hurt others, sometimes even unintentionally. Even then he was never sorry. People were afraid of him, he was unpredictable. He was a fighter and in the end he always got what he wanted.

there are going to be a lot of lemons so if your not okay with this I wouldn't suggest you read☺

14-year-old Lisa Foster , knows summer will be filled with water , no school , & a lot of cute boys , but she doesn't know that 14-year-old Jessica Ramirez , will change her life forever !❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️