Axel James King commands attention as the ultimate heartthrob - blessed with looks, wealth, and a trail of adoring girls. A world of opulence and glamour orbits around him until his gaze locks on Chloe Jones. Chloe, the classic good girl, is all about doing things right - stellar grades, on a scholarship, and from a down-to-earth background. Juggling two jobs to make ends meet, she quietly shoulders the responsibility of caring for her father, navigating a life that's far from easy. As their worlds collide, the clash of cool meets good isn't all smooth sailing. Tensions rise, and the unexpected chemistry between Axel and Chloe threatens to disrupt the status quo of Richmonte High's social hierarchy. Dominic King strongly disapproves of his son's relationship, but the storm truly hits when a scandalous video of Axel and Chloe spreads like wildfire at school, turning their lives upside down. To escape the drama, they run away, but life outside isn't as rosy as they thought. Dealing with surprise obstacles, a silent tension sneaks into Axel and Chloe's relationship, making them wonder if leaving their old lives behind for each other was actually a big, regrettable mistake. It's like an unspoken question hanging in the air - can their love tough it out or will it crumble under the pressure? Content Warning: This story addresses highly sensitive themes, including sexual abuse (not involving the main characters). Reader discretion is advised. Additional details can be found in the disclaimer.

"It is your choice," he said, stepping so close to me that our lips were almost touching. "Either do what I say - or get another job." My heart stood still as I gazed up into his deep, dark, dangerous eyes... In a world where women's only role in life is to sit at home and look pretty, Lilly is determined to fight for her freedom. There's only one problem: a powerful man blocking her way.

[WATTYS 2016 WINNER!] [COSMOPOLITAN Featured!] Trapped in her white trash hell, Layla Danner is failing at life. Her friend Peyton? Everybody thinks he's perfect, a staggeringly rich, handsome, and well-mannered story book prince. But they don't know what Layla knows. And she'll never tell. Jake? Jake's trouble. A down and dirty charmer, this one's got a devil-may-care attitude and a mouth to match. Everything goes to hell in a handbasket when he shows up to town one summer. Layla never meant to fall in love. All she wanted to do was finish her senior year, get the hell out of this town and never, ever look back. But when mysterious secrets from the boys' past refuse to stay buried, Layla must decide how far she'll go for a chance at a once in a lifetime love. Follow three unforgettable characters in this captivatingly melodramatic, soap-operatic, and larger-than-life tale of first loves, loyalty, intrigue and the magic of growing up. ♦️WARNING: This writer is a hopeless romantic with a filthy mouth and a dirty mind who loves to re-work cliches. The style of the story reflects this. Also, some dark themes. ♦️

"If you turn your back to me again, you better be bending over, sweetheart." *** Everyone warns you about boys who go looking for troubles, who have bruised knuckles and split lips, whose eyes are so dark that it seems like they could swallow oceans and come out alive, about the boys who look like danger, but no one warns about boys who stay silent for way too long, or ones with rings under their eyes, boys with sad eyes and boys who whisper things so sweet, so quietly that you wonder if he was an angel. Everyone warns you about the bad boys, but no one seems to warn you about the broken ones. Bar Red was a broken boy who finally finds someone to help mend his scattered pieces. Everyone saw him as the untrustworthy, unstable beast who was more than willing to punch anyone's face in. Swear words and bad habits mixed with smirks and wicked grins are enough to ward anyone off. But, apparently for Clementine, that's exactly what pulls her in. She has no clue what she's getting into but she's about to find out. She wasn't innocent, not by far, but she had dignity, a warm aura, niceness, and stubbornness that could rival a mule. Mix that with Bar's possessiveness and overprotective behavior, some interesting situations will definitely arise. Adding in the fact that Clementine had to tutor Bar for the rest of the school year and his almost instinctual urge to be apart of her life, they are bound to get close. Bar swears, Clementine hates it. He fights, she glares while bandaging up his knuckles. She reads instead of eats and he refuses dinner until she joins him. He is rude and she ignores him until he apologizes. Both, easily, frustrate the other while simultaneously falling into love. Broken boys are the only ones that can fix themselves so will this broken boy manage to do so before he drives away the one girl who wiggled her way past every barrier? This is the story of a broken bad boy clashing with the sad good girl. * #1 in the Red series Stand alone

ʻʻWhat's forbidden is always the sweetest.ʼʼ This is a story where you're going to hate him. You might even hate her. The two people who are doing something very wrong in other people's eyes, but to them it's the most right thing they've ever done. He consumes her whole. He's a bastard and she hates him at times. But there's a thin line between hate and love. And she can't help herself but fall in love with him. Even if her love should never happen, even if she loves the man she should never have. He's not the man for her, she's not the woman for him. Yet they still let themselves get sucked into the depth of forbidden pleasures.

"C'mon guys! We need to get to-" Plop. "What the fu-" I growl, but don't get to finish my sentence because I'm met with a pair of dark aqua eyes. "My bad... Actually, I'm almost 100% sure it was you who bumped into me," the boy grumbles. "Listen up pretty boy," I start saying while standing up, "I don't know what happened to your manners, but you just crossed a line you shouldn't have even drawn, now are you going to apologize, or not?" He chuckles, "You're cute when you're angry." "I get my temper from my dad," I reply, keeping my face intimidating. He rocks on the back of his heels, "I'm waiting for my apology, clumsy." I glare, "My name's Astrid, call me that or don't bother calling me at all." I growl, stomping away with my bag. Before I can catch up to Grace and Carter, I look back and see the blonde idiot smirking to himself at the end of the hall. AUTHORS NOTE: Hello my fellow fishies!!! The last time I wrote a chapter for this was over a year agooooo. The second book can be read as the last one. I won't delete this but I don't see myself finishing it. I'm so sorry :( Xoxo, Batman

I hear footsteps close behind me and the door pushes open meaning he followed me in here. "I hate you!" I yell at him and he gets closer as I back up, and I hit the wall. "I hated you first." He shoots back glaring right into my eyes. "You just had to go off and tell your little friends didn't you? You just couldn't resist the urge, then they went off and told Rebecca." "What that we kissed?" He says smirking and then rolling his eyes. "Worst kiss ever." he added "I couldn't agree more." I said glaring into his blue eyes. "I think you think the opposite princess." He says smirking moving a little closer. "Ace your too close." I said putting my hand on his hard chest, and he looked where my hand laid. "Am I?" he asks and I nod nervously and close my eyes. "This thing between us, is done." He says, referring to the little flirty love romance thing that we both knew we had between us. The fact that he said that made my stomach drop. "Over, for sure." I agree, trying to hold back the urge to cry right there. "Your a jerk, a jerk that I can't believe I used, key word used, to have a crush on. You play girls like they're some kinda of toy and nobody deserves that, and you don't deserve me." I look to the side studying the tiled wall, then I look back at his face and he stares into my green eyes as I stare into his blue ones, stunned filled his eyes and maybe, possibly hurt. Before I could even think of what was happening, I feel his lips roughly press against mine and I didn't take any time to kiss him back, our lips moving in sync. I missed this. I missed the time he kissed me in the hallway, the time that I wanted to kiss him more and more but I knew that I couldn't because he had a girlfriend. This time I didn't have any holdback, I kissed him like he had been gone for years and I had just seen him again. It felt great.

Amber Johnson is your typical seventeen year old. She loves her friends and family. She gets good grades and doesn't go out to party regularly. Max Lopez is your typical bad boy. He hates school and always has an attitude. All the girls fall head over heels for him. He goes out partying every weekend and is barely passing his classes. What happens when Max moves next door to Amber? Will she fall for him? Or will Max break her heart like all the other girl?

Have you ever had a crush on someone and no matter how hard you try you just can't get over it? Lexi Blue has had this problem from the moment she laid eyes on Alex Collins. The only problem is she was completely invisible to him and she was tired of it. This all changes when Jordan Evans, the best friend of Alex takes a sudden interest in her causing the seemingly always moody Alex to become aware of her existence. Will this help in her quest of getting over Alex or will these inevitable interactions lead to deeper feelings being developed? Will she make a mistake in going out with Jordan for selfish reasons or will it lead to her finding love where she least expects it. Follow Lexi Blue on her quest of doing what we all wish we could do- getting over a crush. DISCLAIMER: Started writing this when I was around 14/15 so it's not the best but I think it gradually got better. It's also unedited and may contain plot holes :/ Read at your own risk :)

Her name is Jessica. No doubt her beauty's a pain in my ass because I never can seem to get her out of my head. It's not a crush though. Guys like me don't have crushes. We have flings. So why is it I remember her name? I never remember girls names. I definitley can't let my friends found out or they'll give me hell for having a crush on the good girl. Wait, crush? No, I don't have a crush. I'm just Flirting With The Good Girl.