Landon Xyne. We all love his personality as much as he loves his bagels. So let's see how his life was before Jordan showed up. **** I took off in a sprint while I heard the cop sirens coming closer. I looked to my right and ran into the dark alley. I hid behind a trash can while the cop cars past by with bright lights and loud sirens. At first I thought I was the one that cursed but I held my breath and looked to my left and see two men looking towards the opening of the alley. "Boss will kill us if we get caught." Someone hissed. "We won't get caught. They left already." And he was right. The sirens were faint and I was about to leave but that's when I heard someone cough and groan. "Shoot him already. We're already late as it is!" "Okay." And then a gun shot sound filled the alley and that was the first time I heard a gun shot fire and that was my first witness as murder. And my first mistake of running. My mistake that cost my life to be part of a gang. ****** *sips tea* *MATURE THEME* *NOT EDITED* *READ AT YOR OWN RISK*

Nearing the clock, I positioned myself laying on my front, both hands on the rifle, eye on the telescope attached to it, ready to shoot. Minutes has passed and I know any second from now my target would be entering the restaurant with his co-workers. A low wolf whistle was heard. "Hot Damn! That ass though!" -- 🥉 #3 in Sniper as of June 3, 2018 🥇 #1 in Sniper as of June 17, 2018 🥇 #1 in Sniper as of September 10, 2018 🥇 #1 in Sniper as of November 23, 2018 🥇 #1 in Spy as of October 11, 2019 ⛔️ R16 | Contains: Violence, Cursing & Sexual content ⛔️ Started: July 4, 2017 Finished: February 8, 2018

When Rose Salvatore is granted with the gift of a high paying job to help her take care of her little sister and herself, she immediately jumps at the opportunity but is a little surprised when she finds that her boss is moody and ruthless. (Maid story.) • • • • • • COMPLETED HIGHEST RANKING - #1 in general fiction - 01/09/18 & 1/24/18

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

[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*

You need some ideas for truth or dare? In this book, I will supply you with your needs! If you have an idea for me, comment and I will check it out. If I decide to use it, I will dedicate the chapter to you. ~ Cover By: @Look4_BananaPants / Wattpad Cover Creator ~

Nobody can forget their first kiss. Even if you were only 6 years old. Especially when the person who kissed you was your older brother's bestfriend. After Blair's father died, she became distant and her brother Blake has become very overprotective over his younger sister. His bestfriend, Aiden, was overprotective too. 10 years later, they're having a normal college life. After a few incidents, Aiden begins to look at Blair under a new perspective. But isn't there an unwritten rule about staying away from your bestfriend's sister?

Bella Winters is a seventeen year old with little confidence, controlled daily by her anxiety. Bella wants to remain hidden in school but ends up gaining the attention from the school's popular bully, and the school's heart throb all within the same week. A heartwarming tale where Bella Winters endures heartbreak that sends her on a discovery of self love and confidence. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED - Do not copy/reproduce or use any of the text in this story.

Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.

|18+| In one night of drunken, post-breakup passion, Lizbeth manages to hookup with the dominant boy of her dreams. It was supposed to be a one night stand, one and done, never seen again. Until she does see him again, as her professor. Private tutoring sessions never sounded so good. |This is a BDSM-themed, erotic romance. If that and other assorted pervy things do not appeal to you, take this as your warning.| × Highest Rankings × #1 in Breakup #1 in Kink #1 in Passion #1 in Professor #2 in teacherxstudent #32 in Romance