Jamás pensé que un "Trato hecho" me cambiaría la vida. #6 Novela Juvenil 12-09-15 #1 Jóvenes 03-01-19 Obra registrada en Safe Creative con el código: 1501132980929

Cuando te han traicionado lo ultimo que quieres es volver a jugártela en el amor. Pero de vez en cuando hay que arriesgarse y apostarlo todo aun sabiendo que quizá no tengas el numero ganador. Segunda parte de La apuesta. Obra registrada en Safe Creative con el código: 1501132980929

Un nuevo capitulo, una nueva apuesta. Las cosas cambian cuando estas creciendo y lo que pensabas que era para siempre no suele ser así. A veces hay que apostar por lo que es correcto aunque en realidad no sea lo que más nos guste y entonces debes elegir... te quedas o te vas.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.

The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.

Book 2 of The Alpha Series - Sequel to my first book, The Hybrid. Kaden's Luna cannot be read as a stand alone book! Kaden Reid is known as a rogue who was banished from his pack. He longs for his mate but thinks she's better off without him. Imagine his surprise when he finds her one day. One thing is for sure, he is never going to let her go. But Kaden's troubled past is quickly catching up to him. A war is imminent. Will he lose everyone he holds dear or will he come out victorious? Only time will tell. *** "You...You are so territorial." I growl angrily, crossing my arms as I stare at him. "Blame the wolf not the human, darling." He states before holding out a chicken wing. "Want some?" "No." I grumble, still peeved as I start making my way to the front door. "I'm going home." "So, you came all the way here just to yell at me?" He questions, a look of bewilderment and amusement on his face. "Yes. Now, goodbye." I state with finality, not wanting to give away that I had missed him too much throughout the day. I had just stepped one foot out of the door when an arm wraps around my waist and pulls me back, the loud sound of the door slamming shut making me jump. I turn in his hold, resting my palms on his chest before looking up at him. "Kaden, what -" I am cut off when he smashes his lips to mine. Whimpering at the sudden action, I fist the material of his shirt in my hands. His lips are soft and his movements turn gentle against my own, muscular arms wrapping around my waist to try and pull me impossibly closer. I gasp when his tongue swipes across my bottom lip, opening my mouth for him. I forgot what we were arguing over. Published to Wattpad: 16/10/2017 Cover: WYLD_ROSE © 2017 - 2021 WYLD_ROSE ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!

"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

-¡Emma! ¿¡Cuantas veces tendré que repetirlo!? ¡¡No entres a mi habitación!! -me gritó Nick. -¡Mamá me lo pidió! -le grité de vuelta. - ¡Con mis cosas nadie se mete!! -escuché como soltaba groserías- ¡Me la pagarás! -escuche el portazo. -¡No te tengo miedo! -mordí ni labio. Nick abrió la puerta de mi habitación, me tomó de los brazos y me arrinconó en la pared. -¿Con que no me tienes miedo, eh? -susurró en mi boca con una sonrisa. -N-no -mi respiración era agitada y entrecortada mi voz. -Ya lo veremos. Me tomó de la cintura e impacto su boca contra la mía. Maldición ¿los hermanastros se pueden besar?

-¡Mierda, Michelle! ¿Podrías dejarme en paz? Lo miro con lágrimas en mis ojos y apunto de confesarle lo prohibido. -¡No puedo! ¿Entiendes? No puedo ver cómo destruyes tu vida, nadie tiene la vida perfecta ni menos comprada, pero así es. Aprende a afrontar tus problemas. Joe camina con largos pasos hasta llegar donde mí, estoy aterrada, cubro mi cara con mis delgadas manos. -Dime eso cuando sientas el dolor de crecer sin tu madre, por salvarme de esa... ¡Argh! -sacó mis manos de mi rostro y limpió algunas lágrimas- Michelle... yo elegí esta vida y nadie podrá salvarme. Joe, el muchacho misterioso y complicado, que he conocido, se dio la vuelta y emprendió su viaje nuevamente. -¡Espera Joe! -grito, con un inmenso nudo en la garganta. Se espalda estaba rígida, al escuchar mi voz, se voltea y me mira irritado- Joe... Yo... Tú -suspiro, me doy por vencida y lo digo- Estoy enamorada de ti. Por primera vez, desde le dirigí la primera palabra, en el comedor, algo cayó de sus ojos. Ya no mostraba lo frío y odioso que era. Sino, el amor que alguna vez había sentido. La historia de Joe y Michelle