I was grabbed by the arm and pinned against the wall, I gasped in shock as I looked up to see the dude from earlier, "what the h-" I was cut off when he placed his finger over my lips and shushed me, "Mine" he growled. yes growled, I mean who growls. Before I could respond, he smashed his lips on to mine and ravished them. Instantly a strange spark ignited inside me, tingles erupted on my lips. I suddenly felt this uncontrollable pull towards him, like he's meant for me. Why do I feel like this? I felt his hands grab my hips and pinned me harder against the wall with his body. Before I knew it I was kissing him back. His hair was wrapped around my fingers as I pulled his lips closer to me. One of his hands stayed on my hip as his other hand, slid down to my thigh, his thumb, rubbing circles in a spot, sending shivers up and down my leg. His tongue swept into my mouth, exploring the interior. My eyes widened when I felt something very prominent against my stomach. I pushed him away and I began to panic. Suddenly, the sound of my smack against his cheek filled the empty hallway.

Of all the things on my dresser, my red bag had to be the first thing Will saw. My red bag full of tampons...

So I might possibly...maybe... have been kidnapped by five really hot football jocks...? Because I caught them doing drugs... (They think I'm a guy at the moment... ) So that might possibly cause some problems... My name is Madelyn , but my friends call me Maddie. At least they would if I had any friends. I am seventeen, tall, with long brown hair, and dark brown eyes. I have some issues with accepting my body... Meaning I have anorexia, bulimia, and sometimes self harm. I haven't cried since... Sorry, I don't like to talk about 'it'. I never have been good with emotions. They are un-needed in my life, so what's the point? There isn't one. Do me a favor and get me out of this hell hole full of boys!!!

Highest rank #1 in humor [30 chapters] The hermit Ryder Quin never thought that one day, her crush of three years now, the very handsome Aiden Caley, would suddenly want to be her friend. What's more, a stranger broke into her backyard one night, his face hidden underneath a hood, and ever since then he would show up at night and leave before midnight. The quiet and uninteresting life of hers, unexpectedly was thrown into chaos. Having an introverted personality, Ryder struggles to keep up with the very energetic Aiden. However, because of the lack of her social skills, all of Aiden's flirty remarks and hints miss the mark, leading to Ryder accidentally friendzoning her crush, all while trying to figure out who the stranger that meets her every night is. With the mystery of the stranger's identity and the awkward moments spent with Aiden pickling her mind and heart, Ryder realizes that she has been dragged into a whirl of feelings she has never experienced before.

#1 Teen Fiction - 25.04.18 {Completed} "No one has ever spoken to me like that." "And why is that? Because you're the 'bad boy'?" "Exactly sweetheart. You'd be best to remember it." Ashley Anderson switched apartments four times before she found one that actually looked like it did on the website - no grubby shower, no busted sink and no 'DIY wardrobe' - the only problem was she wasn't expecting a roommate. Ashley Anderson and Mason Murphy both study at the local university, only thing is they are complete opposites; Ashley is a hard-working, non-drinker, non-smoker who is tidy and never home late, while Mason is the uni bad boy with a bad rep and a girl on either arm. How will they get on? First draft - Excuse any spelling errors or mistakes. [cover by: Imperfect_beautyy]

Kayleigh Marks is the typical good girl, good grades, virgin, has never touched alcohol or drugs and has never been to a party. Daniel Smith is your typical bad boy, skips class, plays around with girls, smokes, does drugs, drinks and hosts many parties. What happens when one night Daniel sneaks into Kayleigh's house during a party and steals her one and only thong? Find out in The Bad Boy Stole My Thong

Ryder is the bad boy of Jones High. Girls falling all over him, guys dying to get into his group, staff adoring him... He's athletic, beautiful, dangerous, and daring...but mean. Oh, so mean. So when he's selected to join Music class (to his dismay), I'm the "lucky" girl chosen to teach him to play guitar. Joy. ~~~~~~~~~~ A/N; This is my first story published on Wattpad! Yay!! I've got lots of writing experience though, so don't worry! I hope you guys enjoy my book! Lots of love, Meg

"There is no way I am rooming with-uh that" I point to the devil sitting in the corner. He looks down on his phone not even paying attention to me. Or what I have to say. "Woah" he says. He starts chuckling. "What in the world is so important" I practically scream at him taking his phone. Once I look at his phone and look. I scream even more. "Ew. Ew. Ewwwww" I screech. He laughs evilly. "Oh yea. And that my friends is, Carly, room 17" he says. "Ew" I say for the last time. "Is there anyway I can switch" I ask again. "I'm sorry ma'am there is no more rooms available. Unless you want to drop out" he folds his hands together. I take a deep breath for what feels like 20 minutes. "I guess I'll keep my room" I say rubbing my eye. *--------* Rilen Hamiltion just a normal teenager that wants to live a perfect life. But before she can do that she has to go to college for 5 years. Her life will change when she realizes that her roommate Bailey Thomas, is actually a guy. A disgusting guy that is full of himself. Biggest player yet. What will happen when she has to stay 5 years with him? Will she get to the edge to just Quit school? Or will she stay? Read more to find out!

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