16 year old Isabelle Montgomery had one mission: take care of her terminally ill mother. Beside her mother as she took her last breath, she revealed a secret. Isabelle's biological father lived, but doesn't know of her existence. After her mother loses her fight to cancer, Isabelle takes on a different mission: avoid Child Protective Services. So, she made her way to Jean, Nevada, filled with hope that her father was exactly where her mother left him 17 years ago. Jackson Montgomery never wanted children. And when he became President of The Bloody Skulls Motorcycle Club, he only cared about his club and himself. But when Isabelle comes into his bar, claiming to be his long lost daughter, he takes her in. And decided then, that he was going to raise her the only way he knew. The way of a Biker. Lucy_Pearl COPYRIGHT © 2016-2017 Ages 14+ Words 65,000+

They say the worse thing you can do is selling your soul to the devil. I didn't exactly sell my soul to the devil but I might as well have. I sold my life to the mafia, and not just any mafia, one of the most dangerous one of all, the Ardizzone Mafia to be exact. They don't play any games and are known to give just one warning, then you can expect death if you don't repay them. Nicky took me in when I proved my loyalty to him. the catch? I had to do the one thing he would request me later. and no matter what it was I could not refuse. He told me when the times comes I shall grant him his request. I shudder as every day I'm terrified of what it could be. Something tells me his wish is about to be revealed sooner then I expected. *Faithful readers, I am editing this book throughout this break. That means I will possibly be changing some names, adding or taking away from the plot, or maybe removing this book. Thank you for your patience as I pick up writing once more.*

"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

He is ruthless. He is mean. He is heartless. He is dangerous. He is cunning. He is known as the number one bachelor. He owns clubs, businesses and even people. But he has a side job, THE OMERTA. Omerta is one of the biggest known mafia in the world and so happens Dante Romano is the Omerta leader. She is sweet. She is kind. She has feelings. She loves both her sisters. She is known to have the perfect life. She is the smallest from both sisters. She is clueless to what business her father does. She is Violet Amber. When her sister Isabella gets cold feet for her wedding, Violet takes the place of the bride. What happens you ask. Read to find out. 'when these two worlds crash together. What's next?' (UNDER GOING EDITING)

******* "Is this what you want Angel?" Axel panted, trailing his lips up my neck to my face. I shivered when I felt his lips start sucking at a spot on my neck. "Come on, tell me this is what you want Mia because I don't think I can keep myself away from you anymore." His voice was deep and laced with desire, his eyes searched mine for permission. I found myself nodding my head, letting him know this was what I wanted, his lips on mine. I nearly passed out when I felt his teeth pull at my bottom lip, gently biting down on it "Use your words Mia." Axel whispered. "I need to hear you say it." He groaned. "I want you to kiss me." ******* Mia Morrison was a girl that was believed to be made out of steel or at least that's what everyone thought. After her mothers death, seventeen year old Mia had been jumping from one foster home to another since she was seven. That was until Child Protection Services remove Mia from a drunk abusive couple, and shipped her halfway across the county, her life just might take a turn for the better. But sharing the same roof with nine other people can be stressful. It's even more stressful when five of them are boys. And it's pretty much unbearable when two of them develop feelings for you. But can Mia overcome her troubled past and allow herself to fall in love? ******* ⇥TcF1vP9V⇤

"Why can't you let me be my own person?! You 3 are always controlling my life and I hate it. I hate it!" Turning around, I started to make my way to my room, refusing to let any tears out. I get to my room and close my door. I'm going to party I heard a chuckle from behind me and my eyes widen. Slowly turning around, I was met with the three idiots. "We've been expecting you..." Damien says, stroking the stuffed cat. I stare at him. "YOU WERE TALKING TO ME DOWNSTAIRS 10 SECONDS AGO! HOW THE MAYO ARE YOU HERE?!" I scream/ask. "Or were we.." "Yes....you were......Now why are you here?" Daniel decided to speak up this time. "Look Ari, us being how we are is for your own safety. What would happen if some boy tried something on you in school. Huh? What would you do?" I think for a moment before smiling. "Three step rule: Play along, distract him...then crush his nuts." All three shook their heads as Damien spoke up, "Ari we love you but we're doing this for your own good." Before I understood, Damon picked up something from my bed. "You go to the party, Nutty gets it." My smile drops as I stare at my squirrel teddy. "No...Not Nutty...Please," I beg with pleading eyes. "Stay in the house, and Nutty lives. Leave, and someone is gonna be tail-less." PS I literally hate them ------ WARNING: THIS BOOK HAS NO SET STORYLINE-IT'S JUST RANDOM AND MESSED UP LIKE MY LIFE! Ariella Decrola, youngest of the Decrola siblings. With their parents death, It goes Damien, Daniel, Damon and Ariella. The three boys are also known as the 'Danger Decrolas'. As well as that they are the 3 most hottest, popular guys in the school. Even though they are arrogant and cocky, they are overprotective over their little sister. Then, somehow, she goes from a normal girl to a sister of the greatest gang-leaders in America. And that's not good, because now she has an Italian gang leader and a British mafia leader wanting her.

|Highest Ranking: #39 in Teen Fiction| DISCLAIMER: I wrote the beginning when I was a little pre-teen so please don't judge too harshly! Gets better later on! -THIS BOOK IS DISCONTINUED!- They Called Them Demons. Always Wore Black. Rides Motorcycles. Has Tattoos. Devil Was Their Leader. Her Name was Rosie. She was Innocent. Never Got In Trouble. Beautiful. Seems Like an Angel. She caught the eye of the Leader of Demons.

"She's hot." "Yeah, I know. I'm kinda jealous..." "I'm gonna ask her out." "Are you crazy? You're asking for a death wish." "What's so wrong with me asking her out?" "Everything! You just can't." "Why!?" "Because she belongs to the king." - Mia White was just an ordinary girl that walked the face of earth. She was who people looked up to. She had good grades, was the kindest person you'd ever meet, and was breathtakingly beautiful. Everyone in ClearHills Academy loved her. But, there were also some who feared and despised her. Some people hated Mia because she was known as 'little miss perfect' and because she was claimed by the one who practically owned everything. Besides her best friend, Sarah, not many people approached her. Most people feared that if they were to do something wrong, it would anger him. And that was the last thing people wanted. Ace King was someone not to mess with. His father owns a powerful company that he would soon take over. He was what parents told their kids not become. He was the bad boy of ClearHills Academy. Ever since Ace first laid eyes on her as kids, she was what he wanted most. Mia was the only person who he'd drop on his knees and bow down to, she was the only person he cared not to be feared by. She was the only who could tame him. - "What is it dear? Do you want something else?" his mother asked, looking down to see his attention focused on something. Or rather, someone. "Her," he said, pointing at a girl, sitting on a small wooden stool with a book in her hands. "I want her." - ❝Everyone knows she belongs to him.❞ - WARNING [ contains mature language ] Highest Ranking #1 - 01/27/18 | Billionaire #1 - 02/01/18 | Romance STARTED on November 7, 2017

"I don't like him." I murmur against his lips. "It's only ever been you, Noah." He continues to kiss me, his hand now caressing my cheek gently. "He's just a friend." I murmur again. He suddenly stops and looks up at me. "Good." He says, as he stares into my eyes. "Because no one can have you. You are mine." *** Ava Woods had what mostly every girl her age wanted. She had parents who would try to spoil her at any chance they got, friends who were always there for her whenever she needed them and she had the most hottest and sexiest footballer as her boyfriend. Everything was set. She would graduate high school with honours and go to her dream university. But of course, being the 'sometimes klutz' that she was, she ends up misplacing her phone at a time she needed it the most. And she gets kidnapped by not only a kidnapper, but a bangable one at that! And this handsome, tempting, hunk of a kidnapper was Noah Campbell. *** Copyright © 2019 by zelinashantae. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

BOOK #1 in The Fire series TRIGGER WARNING IN SOME CHAPTERS He leans closer, keeping me pinned against the wall with his hands on either side of my head. I glanced at both of them before holding his glare with my own. He was giving me a cold stare, caging me in like an animal. I bit my lip, trying to hold it back. I was never good in situations like these. He stopped leaning forward when his face was just inches from mine. He was trying to make me uncomfortable. Trying to scare me, but he didn't. I wasn't scared of him. I didn't hide my face or get nervous... I just bit my lip harder, trying to hold it in. It would just make things worse for me, I bet. He kept his eyes on mine as I glanced at his friend behind him with his arms crossed and a bored expression on his face. I looked back at the man in front of me. "You shouldn't act that way around me." He says coldly. "I can have you dead right-" I couldn't hold it in. I started laughing. He leans back, shocked, but his face goes into a glare as soon as his friend behind him perks up, watching, interested now. I calm down a little. "I'm sorry." I say, catching my breath. "Continue, Continue." He watched me closely before leaning closer to me again. "I can have you killed-" Suddenly, I lost it again, laughing harder, bending a little to hold my stomach. He punched the wall in an effort to scare me but instead made me laugh even harder, falling to the ground and rolling on my side. Soon I had his friend laughing with me as the man in front of me glared at both of us. "Don't give me that look. She's the one who started laughing." His friend said, wheezing a little bit and trying to stop laughing. I calmed down a bit, standing up to face them, a smile on my face. "Now, if you're done threatening me," I raise an eyebrow. "Or at least trying to. I'll be on my way." With that, I grabbed my backpack, turned my back to them, and walked away.