Lilah is the plain, simple girl that no one notices. She's just another face in the crowd, nothing more. Her world is very different from the ones of her two best friends, which causes them to rarely see each other. So, they share a notebook. They write their feelings and their secrets in this notebook and it is only passed between them. Until Lilah loses it in the hallway. Reece is the school's bad boy, street fighter, and also the boy who finds Lilah's notebook. But Reece doesn't want to be nice and simply give the notebook back to her, not unless he gets something out of it. How far will Lilah go to get her notebook back? Guess you'll have to read to find out. ;) (This is not edited)

Lilah James has never had any troubles with getting into a club, even though she was not 'of age' yet. Still, no bodyguard ever demanded to see her ID. That all seemed to change when a handsome, tall and not to forget tattooed-to-his-neck bodyguard came in the game. Before she knew it, he had denied her entrance to the city's local club. She was beyond embarrassed, but over all angry at him. He was just doing his job, she knew. Yet she couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more behind it. Especially after seeing him let teenagers in. He didn't ask for their ID's, but Lilah could swear they looked like ten! She's never met him before and really wasn't planning on getting to know that handsome, ink covered devil. But after she discovered what he did when he wasn't guarding the club, she knew she would never hear the end of it. Especially because of her brother's interest in fights and his unmistakable admiration for one specific fighter: Prince Charmink. »»» "Jason." I hissed at my brother. "What?" He asked absentmindedly. "That's him." I whispered, eyeing the three men in the cage. Prince Charming stood tall and proud with a knowing smirk on his face. "Yes, I know. He's my favourite too." He informed me and I scoffed. "No, you dumbass. He's the bodyguard I was talking about." I snapped at Jason and his eyes widened. "You mean he was the one who didn't let you in?" He almost stuttered. "Yes." I nodded and looked back at the man who hadn't left my mind in a week. I could feel my anger rising again as I glared at his smug facial expression. As if sensing my eyes on him, his confident look faltered and it got replaced by a surprised one as his eyes settled on me. My eyes widened and I looked away. Jason's breath hitched. "He's glaring at you." He whispered and then he gulped. "Now he's glaring at me."

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

"I could nibble at your nose... or at your ear... or at your lips... or..." • • • It's December, and Jack Frost has just come to town. Literally. Summer is one of those people who hates winter. Not just because she was named after the opposite season, but because she hated the cold with a burning passion. But when a stunning man with silver hair, frosty blue eyes and a jovial charm walks into her coffee shop, ordering an iced caramel macchiato with extra ice, she suddenly finds it hard to hate the cold. Especially when (despite his constant cold hands) he always seems to burn her with his touch. Something seems off about him, and Summer is not mistaken. Jack Frost is known for bringing on the cold, but Summer is about to learn that he sure as hell knows how to turn on the heat, too.

"Come to sit on my lap again?" • • • It's that time of the year again, and people are all waiting for Santa to come by with their presents. Hazel is living a humdrum life in her small hometown, doing nothing in particular when a certain Santa Claus asks her if she wants to sit on his lap. Brown eyes, chocolate hair and abs carved like stone, Nick is nothing like the traditional Santa you know, yet he still straps on the beard and red suit. In town for just the season, Hazel slowly discovers there's more to Nick Saint than what meets the eye. Peeling back one layer at a time (like a Christmas present) she uncovers what truly lies beneath that red suit of his and finds herself in shock at the result. As the saying goes... Santa smirks because he knows where all the naughty girls live... And he was smirking at Hazel.

"Oh c'mon, I know you're attracted to me, I saw you staring at me" She said as she flung herself on the stranger. "You're drunk, go away" The stranger pushed her away, making her trip and fall back to the ground as a hand took hold of her in time, helping her stand up wobbly on her own feet and turn around only to face the devil himself, Issac Winchester, looking coldly at the stranger. "Go away" She said and was about to walk towards the stranger again when Issac took a grip of her hand and dragged her outside the club. He forced her inside the car as he too got in and started driving. "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU TAKING ME!?" She screamed at him, as he loses his temper and hits the steering wheel, frowning angrily. "Will you shut the fuck up for fuck's sake!?" He screamed at her as she flinched and instantly sealed her lips. He parked the car in front of his house and dragged her inside, into his room, throwing her inside. "ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND!?" He yelled at her, getting angry that she was carelessly throwing herself at a stranger. "WHAT IF THAT PERSON WOULD'VE HURT YOU, HUH!? YOU'RE FUCKING STUPID" He once again yelled at her which caused her to flinch as she backed off towards the bed and sat on it, quietly folding her hands on her lap. "YOU'RE FUCKING DRUNK FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE" He yelled once again, at this point, her body shivered in fear as tears started to form in her eyes. He went towards her and held her head up with her chin while screaming at her. "DON'T FUCKING DO THIS TO ME" He once again screamed and that's when she croaked out a sentence in fear, innocently. "Are you going to hurt me?" #EWA2019

When 18-year-old Laura first sees her new German teacher her world is turned upside down. She can't get Mr Rydell out of her mind. Is it coincidence that she keeps bumping into him outside class or does he share her feelings? He's totally forbidden fruit. But the two of them are soon breaking every rule. ~~~~~ NOTE: these are the first four chapters to Forbidden Lessons. The full book is available on Amazon Kindle, Smashwords and iBooks among others.

Amelia is almost 18 years old. She has a twin called Jake. When Amelia turns 18 she plans to leave the place she is forced to call home. Ever since the death of her older sister Jorden, her parents and her own twin abused her. What happens when badboy Jace moves right next door, and sees her being abused?

Casual sex is harder than it seems. In order to keep it safe, both emotionally and physically, Jake comes up with a set of rules.