"He was bad. He smoked, he broke the law, he drove too fast for his own good. He didn't care because no one taught him how to. But when it came to her, he wanted to be the best man. He couldn't bare the thought of her being hurt by him.... or by anyone else. He would kill to protect her, the girl who cared about someone as worthless as him in all her perfection." - unknown Valentino Lacuna is a ruthless killer, the leader of the most dangerous gang. But after he kills Willow Davids brother- things change, he starts to see the light again when he's around her. Willow Davids is Valentino's little angel, he will do anything for her. She is stubborn, sarcastic and full of life and she HATES Valentino. Will things change when she meets the big bad gang leader? Highest rank: #12 in teen fiction as of 29/9/17 Amazing cover by; @Innocent Sequel is "The Gang Leader Wants Me" Spin off is "Breaking Titus" NO TRANSLATIONS AS OF NOW MAYBE IN THE FUTURE, YOU WILL BE IGNORED IF YOU ASK (The 'gang leader' series) <Being edited>

"But why are you here?" he pursued. "Mr Boyd," she started. "Ethan," he interjected. She chanced a confused glance at him. "Call me Ethan. After all, we're gonna be housemates for a month." He then put on a cheeky smile. She nodded agreeably. "Okay, Ethan," she emphasized. "I forgot another rule. No asking after my personal life."' *w*w*w* Skylar Smith was not what he expected for a cabin owner when he booked a cabin in New Zealand on a spontaneous streak. He didn't know what he expected but this woman definitely was not it. First off, Skylar was friendly and nice. She was kind. She was beautiful. She had a dog with a weird name. She worked at a bookstore even when she was loaded. She owned a cabin with high price rates. She didn't know who he was despite the fact that he has had his face splashed across TIME, Forbes, Vanity Fair and a dozen of tabloid front pages. She was also the most secretive human being Ethan Boyd had ever come across in his life. Ethan, with nothing better to do, decided to play a game of fact trading with her. They would each tell a fact per day. And as he got to know her more and more each day, he found himself magnetized by her and falling for her. And that couldn't be good, because he was bound to leave sooner or later, which meant it could only end with one of them heartbroken.

(Book 2) *Contains spoilers below* "I needed more closure than what you gave me." I half lied. "It feels like an open wound someone keeps pouring salt on." His expression remained hard and cold. Almost distant. "I don't know what you want from me, Willow. You coming here isn't closing any wounds, it's just opening up old ones." I let out a sigh and rubbed my hands over my face. "I just needed to see you, okay? It's a relief to know you're even alive right now." I was begging myself not to cry. Noah shifted a little and folded his arms against his chest. "I don't know what you want me to say." "Anything is better than nothing." I said as I took a step closer. "I missed you. A lot." He peeked from under the mess of curls falling over his eyes. "You want me to tell you I missed you too? Is that what you're doing here?" I clenched my jaw shut and curled my fingers into fists at my sides. "I don't want anything from you." Scott isn't gone...yet. But he still refuses to let Noah go without harming anyone Noah cares about. It's been nine months since Scott took Noah under his wing and moved away from California. Willow hasn't seen either of them since the night Noah left with the promise to come back. When Willow finds Noah, she didn't expect what she finds. Noah's completely transformed into something she never thought she would see again. Besides the arrogant, obnoxious attitude, came countless tattoos, a ring through his lip, and a new name. With Scott still lingering and Noah's new found attitude, there's bound to be a little trouble. Way more than Willow bargained for. And maybe, just maybe, Scott isn't the real enemy.

(Book 1) "What exactly did you do to get kicked out of your last school?" I felt my chest tighten when the vicious smirk played across Noah's lips. He leaned toward me in a flash, pressing me against my bedroom wall. "If I told you, I would have to kill you." Willow Abernathy is your cliche good girl. Grades are pristine, homework is always turned in on time, and she never misses her curfew. Noah Lockwood is the poster boy of the term "Bad Boy". He shows up during the first day of Willow's Junior year. Despite the one year difference, they end up seeing a lot of each other. The secrets Noah's icy blue eyes hold, won't be held for long. Willow denies the temptation, and Noah ignores it. It doesn't take long for Willow to find out what she needs to know about him. He's a drummer, his family is loaded, and he was kicked out of his last school for unknown reasons. Noah's blurred past catches up to him, and things get out of his hands and falls into Willow's lap. *Not edited* +If you're going to leave rude comments, don't comment at all. Also don't judge all my books off of this one omg.

Raelynn Johnson enjoyed being the only person to live in her double. No annoying neighbors, no dumb landlord calling about complaints. The free and adventurous spirit could do whatever she wanted. That was of course until a moving van parked out front and her bubble happiness was burst. Curse the extremely hot guy moving in next door. Curse his crazy flirtatious and god-like self. And curse his weird obsession with wanting to bed her. Amazing cover art by @sweatersinspace Edited by @nerd-ciao

"I had one deal breaker between us-two, actually: You sticking your dick in another girl, and you going inside her house." I'm Ayla-Ayla Morgan, that chick with tats and long, black hair. Totally screams bad girl, right? Except I wasn't. I'm just a regular twenty-two-year-old girl working at my mum's café. I'm honestly a good girl-unless we're talking about what goes under the sheets. And my tattoos? When you date an architect slash tattoo artist, I guess you just let him draw. He's Griffin-Griffin James, my tattooed, extremely handsome, long-haired boyfriend with a glorious full beard. He's thirty-seven and has twin sons. I have moved in with them, and the kids love me as I adore them. Having them around is no big deal-but his ex-fiance from hell constantly turning up uninvited in our home is. She lives just across the road and is having free-reign over our lives: stealing things and insulting me in front of the kids to boot. God knows what she has on her evil, conniving mind... but I bet it's about making my life a living hell and breaking us up. And Griffin's letting her, his idea of keeping the peace for the kids-or at least that's what he said. For a long time, I believed him, willing to let things stay the same for the sake of my hot new love. But the ghosts of his past are haunting us...suffocating me, fucking me over, and breaking my heart. I am turning into a hormonal, paranoid mess-the kind of girl I swore I would never be. Something has to give, or it's my mind that's gonna break. Will I get him to change his ways? Will we ever escape Karen's nasty grasp? Griffin's old habits might just come back to bite him in the ass-bite him so hard that he realises just how much he wants it and just how close he is to losing it all. A steamy, erotic romance book with just the right amount of kink and BDSM. Not for the faint-hearted. Grab your copy on Amazon now!! - chapters have been removed due to publishing.

[Completed] [EDITED] *REALLY MATURE THEME* *MIGHT TRIGGER SOME* Jaxon Hunt. Gangster. Fighter. Player. Drug dealer. Jordan Johnson. Starting college. Sweet, sometimes. Smart mouth. Makes friends everyday without trying. And keeps Jaxon coming back for her. She makes him want to have her by his side the whole time and gets very possessive of her. •••••••••• "I can easily kill you. You don't know my life and you don't know what I live for. And you don't know what I do. So I can easily kill you with this." Then out of the blue he pulled out a gun. A fuckin gun. My eyes grew huge and held the knife tighter. "Get out." I hissed. He smirked then place the gun next to my head. "Now why would I want to leave?" "Because it's my house and I'm kicking you out." Then I placed the knife on his stomach. He looked down and then looked back at me. His smirk grew bigger. "Want to play that game?"... *highest rank so far- number 3 (08-23-17)* *needs tissues and torches later on* *Mature theme* *Cussing*

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

•••Excerpt••• I walked Vivian up to her apartment. During the ride back she couldn't stop talking about the clothes she saw and her smile was constant. The spark in her eyes never left. How could I ask her to stay just because I was a self-centered fool. I'd miss her. "Thanks for dinner, Rich. I really appreciate it." I knew she meant for more than just dinner. "Your welcome, Viv." I hugged her. She was still here for another week. There's no need to go all sappy now. It was only 3 months. She'll be back before I know it. But for now, I needed this. To be with her. We pulled apart. That glow was still there. If I hadn't known any better, she looked like one of my many one night stands after hot sex. Wait, she looked like- "Oh, shit." "What is it?" She asked. Her face was surprised that I cursed out of nowhere. "Who is he?" I demanded. "Who's who?" "The man that you're fucking, Viv." *primarily in Vivian's pov, and this story was created about 3 years ago with not much editing. Sorry for the choppy style and grammar. I won't be changing it much because I wanna keep the memory of my writing.

Turning my head, my eyes locked with the school's bad boy ' Cayden Grey'. Everything about him was so beautiful but mysterious. He had strong sharp features, his eyes were sensuous and radiant like pure diamond with a hint of sky blue, which captured every nerve in my mind. His body was firmly built like a knight waiting to rescue me in his strong arms. His cheeks were chiseled like a finely carved Michelangalo statue, his nose was perfectly symmetrical and his lips were slightly full, the kind that end in cute little smirks at the corners... He broke hearts, slept with many girls and left them just like that. He dated and cheated on hundreds of girls, breaking their hearts and filling their ears with pure utter lies. He didn't care about anyone but himself. He trapped many girls, making them fall for him and making love to them, but he didn't care, he just left them the very next day. This guy can make you feel like the most beautiful girl with his enchanting words and false promises, but they were all lies. This is my story of how I got pregnant by a bad boy..