Highest Rank: #1 in Teen Fiction!! VERY CLICHÉ! And written by a fucking 16 year old then who did not know better. *** "He is well known." "He is bad news." "He is dangerous." "He is a criminal." "Stay away from him!" These were all the things Zoe heard about Hunter. Hunter Adams, the school's well known bad boy. Zoe had only heard about him. She also saw him a few times smoking a cigarette and she would get disgusted and just walk past him. She never knew if he noticed her though -not that she cared either. Her purpose was to finish school and get a good job so she doesn't get homeless. Zoe seems average, but she is not. She has so much going on at home. All she secretly wishes, is that someone would save her. But she keeps on hiding all the pain behind her cute smile. Zoe is attractive; there was no doubt in that, but who knows what her clothes are hiding? Her bare body, or her bare body with scars? Zoe's life completely changes when one day the well known bad boy claims her as his. Unexpected turns, unwanted feelings, and a road of disappointments are waiting for Zoe. Her whole world is about to change.

Reece smirked, "Trust me Chloe, the good girl always falls for the bad boy." Chloe Armel is a good girl. She never gets in trouble, gets excellent grades and is loved by everyone. Enter Reece. Wild, badass and has an ego that honestly couldn't get any bigger. He gets into fights, breaks every single rule and couldn't care less about the consequences that come with it. When Chloe's parents leave to treat sick children in Cambodia for two weeks, she is forced to stay at her neighbour's house. Her neighbour has a son, and it's Reece Carter. Sneaking out. Parties. Drinks. Hash Brownies. Flirting. Breaking the law...and road trips. Add a few shots of Cupid's arrows and what have we got? No clue. All we know is, it'll be unforgettable.

"You're an asshole," I blurted. "You're such an asshole that your actual asshole is jealous." Silence. What the hell did I just say? Out of all the insults, I choose one that makes the least sense? Damn it, why couldn't I just have been born normal... Wait, never mind. Psh, screw sanity. "Can we keep her?" Tyler suddenly says, bouncing on his tippy toes. "Please, Keith? Can we keep her? Huh, huh, huh?" What am I, a pet? "Keith" whipped his head towards Tyler so fast I could've sworn I heard a crack. "Keep her?" he echoed. "No, Tyler, we can not keep her." Thank you. "She's utterly useless to us, and you want to keep her?" I gasped, placing a hand over my chest. Useless? Damn, these people are rude as hell. "But," Tyler whined, walking over to me. I tensed all over when he squished my cheeks together. "Look at how adorable she is. She's just so innocent... you'd never suspect anything bad from her." Keith expression changed, to one I knew very well from my experiences with Val. Lightbulb. "Tyler, you are a genius," Keith says. Tyler's hands stop squishing my cheeks. "I am?" "He is?!" everyone else says. Keith doesn't reply, just keeps on grinning wickedly. And suddenly I have a feeling that I am not gonna make it out of here alive. - WARNING: VERY CRINGE WORTHY MATERIAL NOW AVAILABLE TO PURCHASE http://www.lulu.com/shop/angel-zenith/the-gangleader-kidnapped-me/paperback/product-23087208.html Highest Rank: #1 in Humor April 19, 2015 CoAuthor: DreamCreature

she dreads to get to school because of one name. ; high school au, tsundere!taehyung lmao » under edit » #4 in fanfiction on 171222

"haven't we met?" his eyes whispered and i had sudden flashbacks of us. it's been long, kim taehyung. ; pretend marriage au, tsundere!taehyung lmao but softer » sequel to mr arrogant book 1

❝All praise bts.❞ (Basically a book of lame ass jokes, facts, and wise words from the bangtan gods.) - Highest ranking #1 in fanfiction. Stand-alone sequel: Bangtan Bible: New Testament. --- kinkykook 2017 no plagiarism © all rights reserved

❝All praise bts.❞ (Another book of lame ass jokes, facts, and wise words from the bangtan gods.) --- kinkykook 2017 no plagiarism © all rights reserved

tinc•ture \ˈtiŋ(k)-chər\ : a substance that colors, dyes, or stains

the way you are, it scares me.

Angels have wings. Demons have horns. But what do fuck boys have?