"You like this, don't you?" Sam grins, running his tongue over his lip ring. "You're turned on by it." "Please," I wave my hand in dismissal. "You are," he accuses, his voice light. He does it again. I can't look away. "Stop." "Why should I? Little Miss 'I hate everyone at Ryder' really does find me irresistible. Who am I to deny her?" Sam's voice has something of an edge to it and my eyes snap to his. "'Little miss 'I hate everyone at Ryder', huh?" I ignore the second part of his jab. "That's right." I lean against my wardrobe, crossing my arms over my chest. "There's only a few people at Ryder I really can't stand, and you're at the top of my list." Sam's eyes narrow on me. "Is that so?" He turns from the mirror and takes a step in my direction. I refuse to back down, tilting my chin up to keep his gaze as he crowds into my space. His eyes hold mine until he's close enough that I can feel the warmth of his breath over my cheeks and his focus shifts to my mouth. He runs his tongue over the lip ring again, and I feel my own lips part slightly as he does it, my breath coming a little faster. My stomach is pulsing with a mix of nervousness and something I'm not totally ready to admit to myself. ---- Logan Grey's a 16 year-old girl with a penchant for Bob Dylan and running long distances. When her father dies suddenly, she and her best friend come up with a scheme to keep her from moving to her grandparents' Ohio estate: two years of boarding at her Connecticut hometown's highly renowned prep school. But a fluke lands Logan in a room with Ryder Academy's hottest, baddest boy and it's pretty obvious they're not going to get along. At least until Sam Evans and his sexy-as-hell lip ring saunter into her life, upending everything she thought she knew. [This story contains strong language and sexual content. You've been warned!]

[MATURE CONTENT] "He can't make your body feel the way I can," he breathed, proving his point with a simple flick of his finger as I almost came right then and there. I forced myself to say, "I love him." "No, you don't," he said, easily. "And even if you were with him, you wouldn't be able to go a day without my touch." "You're wrong." He rammed his finger up into me. I was forced to hold onto him to keep steady, my chest heaving against his as I desperately tried to control myself. Those dark eyes stared into my own with amusement, eyebrow cocking as if asking, 'you sure about that?' His lips brushed mine, and I had to resist the temptation to push mine into his. Then they were at my ear, warm and hot and a reminder to the excruciating pleasure he could make me feel with just his mouth. "Now let's show that lover boy of yours just what it sounds like to make you come undone."

Tobias and Talia are complete opposites, yet thrown together in an arranged marriage. Can they navigate married life in the wake of a terrible tragedy? ***** After being pressured into an arranged marriage to merge their families' companies, Talia and Tobias are stuck living together as husband and wife. Although they are both unhappy, neither tries to make the best of it. Tobias is too busy, and Talia is too distraught by the tragic death of her former fianceé, Jason. But as time goes by and they spend more time together, an undeniable attraction develops between the two. Despite this, Tobias can't seem to see past his jealousy of Jason and accept Talia - and Talia, plagued by guilt, is unwilling to let Jason go. Are the two heading for better - or are they headed for far worse? [[word count: 50,000-100,000 words]]

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

THIS BOOK IS NOT COMPLETE AND I HAVE NO PLANS OF EVER COMPLETING IT. SORRY! Book #3 in "The Tutor" trilogy. - "Even if you do apologize, that doesn't mean everything if fixed. It won't just magically go back to the way things were before we broke up. We can't keep ignoring our problems, Shawn. Ignoring is exactly what got us into this situation in the first place. "I know." he sighs. "But I miss you..." "I miss you too, but what does that even mean?" I begin, sitting up. "Every time you're out of my life, I start to become a better person; I change my messed up ways. I can actually go to parties now without getting completely fucked up. I miss you so much, but Shawn? Every time you come back, so do all of my bad habits and negative ways. I try to tell myself that I don't want you, but every time I see you again, my heart races and my head hurts in the best way possible. How are we supposed to be together if we only bring out the worst in each other?" Shawn just stares at me, his tongue darting out to wet his lips before he speaks. He doesn't even realize how attractive is in the most mundane ways. I swallow hard. "We're toxic together Helaina, and we both know it, but truthfully? I don't think either of us really cares." - This book contains explicit material.

Book #1 in "The Tutor" trilogy. - "Helaina, you're failing physics." Mrs. Hernandez says to me. Suddenly, the whole world starts spinning. I grab onto her desk for support, trying to calm down the best I can, but it's useless. My entire world feels as though it's falling apart before my very eyes. "I don't understand how this is possible, I-" I stutter, trying to make sense of the situation. Mrs. Hernandez cuts me off, her eyes clearly showing sympathy towards me for the situation. "Don't worry, I know you've been trying your best to avoid this and get your grade up, so I've decided to ask the person with the highest grade in the class to tutor you for an hour or two after school every day until your grades get back up." she explains, and I instantly feel slightly better. I nod, beginning to catch my breath. "Thank you so much Mrs. Hernandez, I promise I'll work as hard as possible. You won't regret this." I say, and she nods. Just as I'm about to leave the door, I turn around and ask her, "If you don't mind me asking, who's my tutor going to be?" "Shawn Mendes." she says, and just like that, the room starts spinning again and the memories of Friday night come rushing back. - COMPLETED December 15, 2017 This book contains explicit material.

Book #2 in "The Tutor" trilogy. - "What are you doing here?" I gasp, my body going numb and my face expressionless. I may appear unaffected and unbothered, but that couldn't be any farther from the truth. Shawn just shakes his head, running his hand through his hair and looking at me in an all-too-familiar way. "Hey babygirl. You know exactly what I'm doing here." - COMPLETED June 22, 2018 This book contains explicit material.

"It's fake, what could go wrong?" You'd be surprised. - Story has his and her point of views. || Highest ranking: Under FanFiction #19 Under 'Shawn Mendes' #12

She's a nerd with a hard life... He's a arrogant fuckboy with a easy life... How will this end... ---------------------------------------------------- "What do you do when so many people have hurt you and, there is that one person that you want to trust but you just cant?" ---------------------------------------------------- ~a cliché lovestory~ ~Or nah...~ --------------------------------------------------- JANUARY 2022 UPDATE IM REWRITING THIS SHIT CUS ITS GARBAGE TO MAKE IT JUST A BIT LESS GARBAGE, THE CRINGE WON'T DISAPPEAR THOUGH

Trust fund babies and the less fortunate coexisting through the turmoil of relationships, friends, drugs, and sex ... basically the normal 1990s teen antics.