Ranking (25/7/18) 1 - Antisocial 2 - Gentleman 32- Bodyguard I look at Mr. Barnes as he was about to speak. "Thank you so much Miss Williams, you saved my job." he says in a grateful voice. "Don't thank me, I wasn't helping you. I only said that because I didn't want to end up with a new bodyguard tagging me around." She replied looking straight into my eyes for the very first time. ~ Damon Stone has always been a cheerful person. Being a bodyguard wasn't easy but protecting others was what he wanted to do. What he didn't expect was to protect the cold and mysterious daughter of the world famous billionaire. Meet Hazel Williams, daughter of a billionaire. She's cold-hearted, rude and a badass. But don't judge her yet, there's more to her than just meets the eyes.

This one's a compilation of poems I made. Started December 31, 2017 #43 in Poetry Aug 11, 2018 #95 in Poetry -Jan. 05, 2017. Recently. #187 in Jan. 05, 2017 #196 in poetry Feb 17, 2018 #120 in poetry Feb 22, 2018

You look like a g o d e s s The most extravagant o n e Honey, remind me again & tell me how did y o u Fall for m e

Could you do it? If you had the chance, could you turn the school's Bad Boy into a nerd? *********** Blake Hart and Cameron Mendoza; best friends since they were in diapers. Blake is the quiet girl that keeps her head down and knows every little thing there is to know about Cam. Cam is the school's 'rebel' always on the run from his past, one that Blake knows a lot about. After Blake and Cam get into a fight over their life styles, the only way that Blake will forgive Cam is if he walks in her shoes for the last three months of High School. Cam only agrees if Blake will take his place as the Bad Girl at the school. Can they walk in each others shoes for the last few months of school? Will Cam last as a nerd? Will Blake last as a rebel? Or will they both fall apart before they can even begin? #162 Teen Fiction 7/24/17

I'm not like wonder woman, supergirl or catwoman. The only similarity we share is that we all have an extraordinary ability and are females. Many people would say having superpowers was a gift from god and the best thing that could ever happen to you. But not for me, being able to freeze time was more of a burden, because I couldn't control it and it had the worst timing to appear. I also didn't think about being a superhero and rescuing the world from the bad. The only thing I want is to be left alone and get over with my last year of high school. But of course everything came different and it all started with me attracting accidentally the attention of Reece Matthews. (cover made by Cjc8357)

This is just a few books that I love here on Wattpad, and you might want to read one of these books. <3

A BAD BOY STOLE MY BRA is published and no longer available on Wattpad. It is available in multiple languages, including English, French, German, Italian and Indonesian as paperback and e-book internationally. It is also available as an adaptation on the app Episode - 'It Started With a Bra.' This copy has the first 3 chapters ONLY. SPIN OFF SEQUEL (Same characters): The Anti Delinquent System is fully available on Wattpad! It follows Chase's love story, with large amounts of Riley, Alec, Joe, Violet and Dylan! Picture this: You wake up in the middle of the night, swamped in your star wars covers and completely and utterly groggy to the extent that you look like something from the Monsters Inc. movie. You hear a sound, so you sit up and turn your lamp on, and that's when you see it. Your new neighbour, clambering halfway through your window (Still managing to look like some sort of a Greek god, I may add) holding your MICKEY MOUSE BRA. What do you do? Well, you scream obviously. Then what? Why, you get revenge of course. Romance #1 Humour #3 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Cover and Official Trailer made by @moonxriver

Faith Mitchell was never confident. She was happy to blend into the background, much to the protest of her friends. At 16, her life was a normal teenage cliche. She was in love with Jace, the obnoxious player who she couldn't have, and her biggest worry was whether or not he would finally come to his senses and see that she really was the one for him. That is until she is kidnapped and recruited by a secret agency of assassins. She is torn away from her normal teenage life and thrown into a world of guns, knifes and criminals. The agency mold her into the perfect killing machine, and at 19 she is no longer the shy girl that was snatched away from her uncomplicated life, but a ruthless killer who will stop at nothing to complete whatever mission she is on. Then, the agency has a new mission which involves Faith returning to her hometown, and facing her friends, family and the very boy who broke her heart just before it turned into stone. What will happen once Faith comes face to face with Jace? Will the obnoxious player be able to reach out and get the old Faith back without pressing any of her wrong buttons, considering that the shy girl he once knew now has a gun. (WATTY AWARDS 2011) (THE FICTION AWARDS 2017) ©makeandoffer

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.