....."Sit down, Miss Foster. Now." I stare at my hand hovering the door knob, but know that if I am to keep this job, I'll have to comply. I mentally slap myself, turning around to go back to sit. When I do, he turns the chair I'm in and his own so that we are face-to-face. He pulls me closer, knocking my knees apart. He slips his hand up the inside of my thigh. When I try to close them, he holds then open. "Try to stop me and you'll regret it." he groans huskily. I feel a shiver slides down my spine as I heed his warning. He stares into my eyes while he moves slowly up. He moves my panties and I gasp as his fingertip grazes my..... Quiet, shy Phoenix Foster has suffered some hardships, but that doesn't stop her from being ambitious. She starts a new job at The Rivers Industry and she's aiming for success. She's on a good start, but there is an obsticle or two in her way. The "obsticle's" name is Andrew Rivers. The son of the president of the company. Also, her boss.

The force of being pushed against the bookshelf made me gasp. His body weight pressed me into the books, while his arms pinned me in. His face an inch away from mine. Eyes dark, and breathing erratic. My heart is going 90mph, and I can't stop myself from wanting this. "Lexi..." That was all it took. The hoarse mention of my name, and I was done. *BRRRRIIINNNNGGGGG!!!* And then the fire alarm went off...

Roxanne Mabini, a twenty-five-year-old single mother of twins joined a speed-dating event just to have fun and get speed-dating checked off her bucket list. She wasn't looking for anything. She merely played along, stayed open-minded without expectation. That was until the devastatingly handsome bartender named Aloysius "Wish" Gregorio stepped up and filled in for the lack of male participants and mesmerized Roxanne more than she'd ever expected. Literally, he is every girls wish. Finally, she meets a man who shares her interests. But will a girl whose heart has been shred in pieces learn to trust and love again? When Chris drops back into her life, Roxanne's first love and the father of her children, old flame reignites. He's been waiting for the right timing ever since he was forced to leave her and now he has to win her back. Will the power of chemistry and strong connection be enough to fight the old flame that is once again burning bright? Roxy must make a big decision: which is more important, to provide a complete family to her children or her heart's desire to be with someone to share her life with?

#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]

"Why do you want anything to do with me?" Nash asked, his steely blue eyes narrowed into slits. "I don't know," I murmured. "Maybe, if I knew, I wouldn't. But I don't, and I'm here, now." ~ Being told to stay away from someone is like being told to not play with fire. You always play with it anyway, but you always get burned in the end. ~ Seb Maris always liked to fight, using a punching bag rather than a sparring partner. She never liked the idea of being punched, just the idea of hitting. When she found out that the guy who annoyed her to no end shared the same interest, minus the fear of being hit, he began teaching her. She wondered where those skills of his came in handy, because the punching bag couldn't hone his skills that much. Maybe she shouldn't have wondered, after all. ~ COMPLETE *UNEDITED

"You want me to be a genius or do you want me to fuck you?" • • • The Alexandrettia is the finest school in the state, known for producing the smartest, and most talented kids in America. 21 year old keen painter Mia Hanson managed to get a spot. She worked her whole life to get inside, to see the hallowed halls her biggest idols once walked through. But those very same halls gets vandalized one wild night, and the person responsible gets sentenced to do community service, working as a janitor to clean up his mess. With his brooding eyes, filthy mouth and body covered up in ink, Eli the type of guy you run away from; The type who only lives for the trouble; The type you just know packs a brain the size of a peanut. But when one of Fermat's biggest unsolved mathematical problems gets solved by an unknown source, rumors start as to who and where this genius might be... Well: Three guesses who?

Still With Me is now published as a Wattpad Book! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Original Edition and Books Edition upon purchase. In the third and final book of the "With Me" series, old and new dangers hide around every corner as Amelia and Aiden fight to stay above the drama that threatens to pull them under. ***** After surviving the impossible, all Amelia wants is a normal senior year with the love of her life by her side. But you can only run so far from the past. With painful secrets coming to light, dark truths being uncovered, and enemies attacking from all angles, normal is the last thing she and Aiden can count on. As the dangers they've been running from reach a crescendo, Amelia and Aiden's love is tested like never before. Love may not be easy, but they know some things are worth risking everything for. [[Word count: 60,000 - 70,000]] Cover designed by Laura Mensinga Book Three of the With Me series Content and trigger warning: This story contains violence and mentions rape and drug use

"I want you okay! I want you so much!" I had lost all words. "Wanting and needing are two different things" I replied. His fist met with the wall, I watched as a red liquid appeared around his knuckles. "Why can't you just say those words back" He whispered, as if he needed to hear me say it. "Because then I would be admitting to something you already know"