All Osa knows is pain. Pain at home. Pain at school. Pain everywhere. According to everyone, she's a freak, which is why no one really cares when she suddenly disappears. She never expected to be saved by some mysterious man. Neither did she know that he had a plan. #414 in romance 4/12/17 #242 in romance 13/12/17 #3 in rising (Billionaire) 14/12/17

Elena --- Meaning "shinning light" a 18 year old African American woman who use to be filled with joy, jokes, and love. Until the day her heart was ripped out of her chest and danced on by her now ex-boyfriend Lashawn. Adonis --- Yup, just like the Greek God. He's filled with beauty, desire, and vanity. This 19 year old teenage heart throb has had his ins ( ;) ) and outs with many women around town. Until he gets rejected by one girl. That's right you guessed it, Elena. --- When two dysfunctional people meet and fall in love, it might cause the end of world. book 1/2

The next I see is her friend standing and her also as she wipes her tears. She sniffs, and her eyes make contact with mine. Widening as mine do and she almost stops walking. I can hear her clear her throat as she hesitantly looks away, but not before turning back to look at me as she goes through those glass doors. × × × Kehlani is a magnet to heartache. Having only three boyfriends in her life, 2 out of the three cheated on her, and the other left her stating his no longer tasteful feelings. Draco is enticed by the beauty, the day he sees her sitting in the booth, but Kehlani's afraid, but wouldn't you be after all the constant, Heart burns?

Alana Winters. She's your everyday normal teenager. She's not a werewolf, so why is a grumpy, but sexy teenage boy growling at her? Leo White never really cared for anything. He's basically the aplha and his pack is his main concern. He finds his mate and rejects her. Big mistake. He wants her. She's fiesty. Thirty days, that's all he has. Thirty days to win over his broken girl. -------- It will contain racism and such so if you are sensitive to this type of information please refrain.

Book two of A L A N A You don't necessarily have to read the first book to understand this one. Some parts would just make more sense. Tainted with a history full of pain, Alana ends up striving for greatness, the twenty three year old left the past in well.... the past. She successfully owns one of the biggest pastry shops in her city and right now she doesn't need love. Or that's what she thinks. But when a new customer decides to show up in the form of a handsome male, she's not so sure what she wants.

The story is about Malia and Liam.

I, Abigail "Abby" Wilson had no choice but to find a job A.S.A.P as I was kicked out of our house when my grumpy grandmother have had enough of my jobless lazy ass just partying, shopping, and getting drunk. The last straw was when I thought that my grandmother would not be home from a cruise and decided to throw a wild pool party at our house. Just when the party was getting hot my grandmother came home furious and kicked my friends---well, some I didn't even know---out of the house including my sorry Lil ass. I begged and told her that I'd change, but she didn't listen. She said that I could only come back when I proved to her that I'd changed. Well.. To hell with that! Now, I was unwillingly here in the executive office of the CEO of Hamilton Electronics &TelCom International Corp (HETIC); Alexander Hamilton as his executive assistant. I gaped in surprise as the boss whom I'd be working with starting today, sitting impassively on his expensive leather swivel chair was no other than my ex-boyfriend Alex back in high school who just decided to disappear without telling me! What would Abby do? She'd already signed a two-year contract and she couldn't afford to pay the breach of contract as of now. Could she work with him knowing that they had a past? And what was with his attitude? It seemed like he had a secret grudge toward her that she could hardly comprehend. I guessed she had to find that out for herself.

Blue Pierce, freshly eighteen, had come to realise one thing; those around her were driven only by a want for money. What she had never accounted for was the lengths her parents would take to get it. Or the fact that her only escape from an arranged marriage would be a secret affair with her father's boss -- dark, brooding, hot as a bitch in heat... and twice her age.

"Pregnant," he said, the word rolling off his tongue. "Yes, Mr. Devereux, I am pregnant with your child." She cast her eyes down at her nails to avoid his intense hazel eyes. "Anyway, you don't even remember me. I just thought you should know. Goodbye." Oh, yes, he remembered this one. She had been a challenge, and when he finally stumbled into bed with her, he didn't ever want to stop his deep thrusting or the desperate movements of her hands in his hair, pulling him closer until they came together. "Olivia," he said, drawing out her name the same way he had during their passionate night. "I want my child. Give me proof it's mine so I can take this predicament off your hands." She laughed at the insensitive man. "How dare you have the nerve to call my child a predicament? There is nothing unpleasant about the blood I carry. Goodbye, Mr. Devereux, and I hope you rot in hell."