Sarah Collins was a good girl with a wild side, but if she wanted to make it through college she had to keep herself in check. Until one night after exams, her friends took her out to let lose. Snake was the Sargent at Arms for the Ghost Warrior's MC. When he catches sight of the pretty brunette across the bar, he has to have her. When Sarah finds out Snake knocked her up, she turns to her family for help, knowing her parents would disown her. Her plans are crushed when Snake hears of her pregnancy and he drags her back to his clubhouse. He won't let her leave. Sarah just wanted one night of meaningless fun, now she's caught in a war between the Ghost Warrior's MC and Venom's Pit MC. ~Unedited~ © Brittney Spencer - All Rights Reserved

Cover made by wecouldbefree Highest Ranking #13 in General Fiction 9/14 COMPLETED UNEDITED When Nineteen year old Madelyn Jones goes to a club for her birthday with her best friend Katie, she doesn't expect to meet anyone. She is just there because her friend forced her to go. She planned on going to the club for a couple hours, having a few drinks and maybe dancing a little, and then heading home to finish off her night by watching 'The Vampire Diaries' on Netflix, that was her idea of a perfect night. That isn't how her night ended though. She actually ended up going home with Jude, a hot, bad boy biker, not just any biker, the president of Mesa Highway MC, one of the biggest, most feared motorcycle clubs in Southern California. What happens when Maddie finds out that she is pregnant? Read to find out.

Gemma is a nobody. She knows it. Her parents know it. Everybody at school takes advantage of it. She accepts the fact that everybody is going to treat her badly. She can't do anything about it. She will forever be the doormat, somebody to shove homework at, someone to take anger out on. She goes about her business quietly, doesn't mess around. But then Gemma makes a mistake. She goes out at night, again on a useless mission to keep the peace. She runs into one of the most dangerous gangs in America. And she makes an impression. Liam Henderson is someone you don't mess around with, people cross the street to avoid crossing paths with him. So what will he do when a little school girl named Gemma gets under his skin? And it all started with a Tampon.

Katie Holmes is a caffeine addict. Between college, and taking care of her brother, it's acceptable. Though, it doesn't help that the cafe down the street is full of handsome baristas, including one William Cerak in particular who has a mysterious scar on his wrist. Synopses will be the death of my publishing career.

COMPLETED// Clarence Wilson is a 19 year old girl, who has just graduated high school and is now onto college, which is basically the real world. She thinks she'll go through college without no twisty situations, but that all changes when she meets a guy, in a bar, who surprisingly turns out to be her English professor.

[Completed] [EDITED] *REALLY MATURE THEME* *MIGHT TRIGGER SOME* Jaxon Hunt. Gangster. Fighter. Player. Drug dealer. Jordan Johnson. Starting college. Sweet, sometimes. Smart mouth. Makes friends everyday without trying. And keeps Jaxon coming back for her. She makes him want to have her by his side the whole time and gets very possessive of her. •••••••••• "I can easily kill you. You don't know my life and you don't know what I live for. And you don't know what I do. So I can easily kill you with this." Then out of the blue he pulled out a gun. A fuckin gun. My eyes grew huge and held the knife tighter. "Get out." I hissed. He smirked then place the gun next to my head. "Now why would I want to leave?" "Because it's my house and I'm kicking you out." Then I placed the knife on his stomach. He looked down and then looked back at me. His smirk grew bigger. "Want to play that game?"... *highest rank so far- number 3 (08-23-17)* *needs tissues and torches later on* *Mature theme* *Cussing*

Heartbroken and lonely, Lola is forced to spend her nights cuddling her cold, squished pillow. With the help of her best friend, Annalise, she finds a service offering the thing she needs most, cuddles. Upon obtaining the service, Lola is in for more than just cuddles.

This is for 18+. Adult language and situations. Sexual situations and violence. Read at your own discretion. Copyright 2015 Kylie micheals wishes she was a normal girl, but being raised by a mother who was a drug addict and prostitute was hard. Being a 19 year old, fresh out of high school makes it hard. Working at a bar, late at night to make ends meet is difficult and she barely eats and sleeps. Randy Evans is a 21 year old that has a lot on his shoulders. He's the leader of a ruthless gang and has to ensure all his boys are strong and self sufficient. A lot of them have no family left and when he found them, they became family. But the day that randy finds Kylie laying in an alley, beaten black and blue and covered in blood he feels a desperate need to make sure she survives. But she doesn't know what has happened. She has memory of the attack, but doesn't know randy. But now, she can never return to her old life. Can she change the gang member? Or will she die trying?

I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...

Small towns seem to be a beacon for those in need and Saint Lawson is no exception when it comes to Willow Falls. //Completed-Edited// //Book 1 in the Promise Series//