Deimos is his name, but I'd rather call him the Devil, because of how much he resembles Satan. Arrogant, rude, and insanely hot. The Devil was the perfect name for this man. Ignoring his hand, I nod at him in acknowledgment. "Mr. Themis, nice to finally meet you." I give him the coldest smile I can muster then turn to sit down in the empty chair. He just stands there, dragging the hand I denied to shake through his inky black locks, and following my every movement. "The pleasure's all mine, Ms. Vulcan." Hearing him direct his voice to me makes me visibly shiver, which I'm sure he noticed. His sharp jaw clenches as he watches me, his head tilted to an angle. He was pissed, and he had never looked hotter. This dinner was going to be loads of fucking fun.

MATURE DO NOT READ IF YOUR UNDER 18 Dalia comes from a broken home, soft spoken and an academic, she's never been in the spot light. As a mystery student finally shows up to her high school 2 months into the school year, her whole world is shaken and she is dealt with her first love. Ashton is hiding a secret, his absence of two months has caused him to have mood swings, and hurt pretty much everyone around him. Letting Dalia in his life would be his biggest mistake, but temptation is proven to be hard to resist. Suspense and mystery combined with delinquent teen heartbreak, Dalia and Ashton's love story is only the beginning to an unexpected turn of events. Enjoy the first book in the series.

❧♚☙ "Hey! That's my cookies you're stomping on!" My blue eyes meeting his dark blue ones. "What are you gonna do about it?" He taunted, his perfectly luscious lips smirking. "This!" I procedeed to kick him where the sun doesn't shine. ❧♚☙ ❁[HIGHEST RANK: #1 on TeenFiction-31/05/18 and #1 on Jokes - 22/08/20]❁

He blew out a breath, frustration clear on his defined features. The mintiness on his breath collided with my nose showing how uncomfortably close he was. His tattooed arm wrapped firmly around my waist with his other arm by the side of my head, resting on the cold, hard brick wall behind me. "Running away was stupid" He states flatly, his icy glaze glance to my lips and I push them in a thin line. His glare returns to my eyes, I watch as his pupils dilate which refines and brightens the contrast his lime green iris's. It takes more than will power not to roll my brown eyes and hit him with a smart comeback but I knew the consequences of talking back and I wasn't going to play with my pathetically weak chances. I stay silent. He skims my cheek with the tip of his nose, heating up the surface of my skin with his soft touch. He breaths slow and shallow, his cool breath hits the side of my neck as he arches his back and presses his body into me.

EDITED somewhat. Hope is your average everyday nerd who has no friends and no social life. But that's the good part because then who would suspect a girl in glasses who can't defend herself from bullies to be a worldwide A class badass Gangleader called simple by, J. Not only is she hiding that she a gang leader but I think there are more secrets beneath her rough exterior well the one that people know about. •|•×•|• Hunter Black one of your normal typical high school bad boys, couldn't care less if the nerd was getting bullied or if he left the toilet seat up again. But under that rough bad boy material is a guy who will punch you in the face or threaten your life when it comes to protecting those close to him. What happens when a school project and false accusations are made that will lead them to knowing who Hope James Whitaker really is. Find out in The Nerds A Gangleader. •|•×•|• You can call this a YouTuber fanfiction but really I needed characters who I saw fit certain roles so if you like fiction about certain YouTubers then this is the place for you. But me personally I don't really see it that way feedback is always welcome. There are lots of photos in this book that will either describe what something is or a certain character that I can't describe fully so always have your WiFi or data turned on.