"Hi, I'm Esmerelda. I work at a diner to survive and keep my little apartment. My parents died in a fire when I was 12 and I lived with my grandmother until I was 18. I didn't make it to academic, but I am smart. I'm a innocent girl in a big town. Not much to say until you give my life a try;)" Esmerelda Jensen is a 21 year old woman. Innocent, kind, feisty, and independent and she's on the brink of losing her apartment.. What happens when innocent Esmerelda sees the "Bad Boy" of town come into her little diner and begins talking and stalking her? Give the book a read and find out:) *DO NOT copy this book! This is my first book I've written on Watt Pad. I'm writing on my i phone so there will be some autocorrects in this story but I will try my best to edit it:) And Haters, if you don't like my book- don't comment about it. Delete it off your library and move on to a new book! I will not tolerate hate!! Thanks!!:)*

Joey Harris Your typical bad boy and popular boy in school. He has the face , the body and not to mention that he's athletic. He may not be smart in his studies but he's so talented in sports. He might be a bad boy but he has his eyes on one girl who happens to be his enemy Valentine Regens She's an ordinary girl who loves reading books when she got a spare time. She's really lovely that's why boys always falls over heels on her but she only has a crush on Raymond Sterling the captain of soccer for almost a year but then someone decided to make her heart flip "I hate you , I hate you Joey Harris. From now until forever I will hate you. You ruined my highschool life and I swear you will get karma because of this" Valentine bursted angrily

DARK ROMANCE "Don't please," she sobbed, shaking badly. The fear of her situation was slowly sinking in. "Please let me go, I want to go home." She cried. He smirked and cupped her face. She immediately stiffened upon his touch and stared into his Smokey grey eyes. "You are home, tara, this is your home now, by my side." He spoke firmly. She saw the determination in his eyes and her eyes widened with shock. "No!" she shrieked and tried to push him away but he didn't budge. Before she could retaliate, he had caught her wrists in a vice-like grip with one hand and locked them down while with the other hand, he firmly griped the back of her neck, his fingers digging into her scalp, making her whimper. "Refuse me again tara, go on, I fucking dare you." He hissed, his eyes blazing with rage, the grey had darkened. But she wasn't one to give up so easily. "Let me go . . ," she tried to shout but was immediately silenced by his lips crashing against hers into a fiery harsh kiss. Meet Anissa Ghalib, a young doctor, possessing a strong, kind and confident character. She's a known beauty and has a very high moral sense and regard. For her, family is everything and she would do anything to protect her family. Shehryaar Ghulari, the cold and ruthless leader of the country's most dangerous Mafia; He's a powerful man who gets anything he wants. He's cold, brutal and absolutely inhuman, a borderline psychopath. For him, morals and ethics hold no meaning, Family is nothing. He rules with tyranny and loves every bit of it. What will happen when the country's most powerful and dangerous man becomes indebted to a certain doctor? It starts with a twisted malice, hatred, murder,politics, darkness, sacrifice and love. RANKINGS; #158 (25-09) #110 (27-09) #86 (2-10) #74 (4-10) #58 (6-10) #49 (12-10) #31 (26-10) #22 (28-10) awesome cover credits @Cyan_senator

BLSC #15 Lucas Vecton Dark and Dangerous are the perfect words to describe Lucas in everyway. He's a businessman and a mafia. He doesn't hesitate to kill someone if they mess up with him. He never thought one day he met a girl who will tame him and make him get down on his knees begging Crystal Lemiere Carrying the Lemiere last name makes her special in everyway. She might be a sheep outside but she's a wolf inside. She's a tough girl and no one messes with her easily. She has a lot of special skills that will surprise someone a guy name Lucas Vecton "Do you think I'm scared of you just because you hold a gun in front of me? I'm not scared of you Mr. Vecton. Oh , I don't need to introduce myself right?" Crystal smirked at Lucas

"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble. Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my lips. I am NOT falling for these guys. And then, at the corner of my eye I spot Owen and his gang approaching. Well, that's just great. *** The West and East gang of Tygerwell have been at each other's throats since the dawn of time. And the two leaders of these gangs want to end the fight, once and for all. But fighting with fists is easy. Fighting with wit and charm, is a whole other ball game. Blake. West-side gang leader. Leather jacket and killer glare. Don't talk back. Owen. East-side gang leader. Fancy coat and toxic stare. Don't resist. And in comes Amber. Hair of gold and oceans in her eyes. Has too much sass for her own good and always, ALWAYS, manages to get into the middle of trouble. But these boys have no idea who they're really dealing with. And when Amber descovers she knows a little too much when it comes to guns and fighting, she has to question everything she thought she knew about herself. Three can play this game. *** "Let's settle this. You got rejected, I got rejected. It's only fair that the fate of the gangs be on who gets the girl first." "That sounds rather good, Rhodes. I'll take that bet on the golden girl." *** COMPLETED FICTION AWARDS: Best new story and best new account Highest ranking in Teen Fiction: #1 on 25/06/2018

Kim Hyerin(you) is a famous actress. You have a cousin in a famous boy idol group, BTS. You even a fan of them but you never met them personally except for your cousin since you're always busy. You never expect that you'll get close with one of them, Park Jimin. You always meet accidentally on show and other things. Will you get closer even more than you expect?

"You are MINE." He growls out, trapping me against the cool counter, the spoon immediately falling out of my hands- creating a crash on the floor. His big hard body covers mine like a sweater, His thick blonde hair running against my chin as he dips his head down to my chest. "Who do you belong to?" He whispers in a deathly taunt. Shivers cover my body as I squeeze my brown eyes tight and with all my might, push him off me. He stumbles back a little bit looking up with dark eyes full of lust and anger. "Not you." I reply. My eyes narrowed at his hazel ones, trying to ignore the heat that went off me as he left. "I guess I'm going to have to teach you a little lesson then." His voice coming out deeper then ever. Fear leaks into me as I notice the sly smirk that forms on his face. "This will be fun." He blurts out, before he lunges for me. ~*~ Christmas is for fun and laughter, opening presents, giving, and spending time with your family. Who would of thought I would be spending MY Christmas, the most important day of the year, being kidnapped by a sexy hunk in Santa boxers. Definitely not me.

He was powerful. He was terrifying. Said to be cruel and unjust. Terrifyingly possessive. He had the world, but to him she was his world. There was nothing he wouldn't do for his miraculum.

What happens when you come face to face with the gang everyone warned you about? Do you run? Hide? Make them not notice you? But what do you do when you become a witness of on of their murders?...You run for your life! "Let me go" I said struggling to get the gigantic beast off of me. He didn't let go. I took the best idea that developed in peanut sized brain and I kissed his angelic lips. Yup, I kissed him, I'm stupid. I know. He finally loosened his grip and I kicked him were the sun doesn't shine, I hope. He yelped in pain. I felt sorry for him, but then I remembered that I could've died because of him. I ran away as fast as I could. I hope I wont be seeing them again.

He claimed me as his. That's what he did. The first time he saw me, I was his property. That's what he told me. I was no longer a free woman. I was no longer an in-depended woman who lived her own life and made her own decisions. I was ruled by him. From the moment he laid eyes on me, I was his. I belonged to him. I belonged to Xavier De Laurentis.