Stay away from that boy. That's what they all told me, but I was never one to be obedient. The Boy who Broke the Rules. All Rights Reserved. * He was the mysterious lonely boy who found her in a clearing and told her to stay still as he sketched a portrait of her. Entranced by his voice and intensity of his gaze, she let him draw her. But what lay behind his sketches and silent stares was something more. And she was willing to find out.

"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!]

Amelia Sage is trying her best to help her family get more money. Since Amelia lives with her divorced mom, things are much harder, they have many debts to pay including her father's gambling debts that are still due. So one day, Amelia applied for a full time maid job, meaning she will work and live in that house until she helps pay off the debts. Amelia finally gets a maid jobーfor Rider Masterson?! How will Amelia work with the playboy of the school? (This is my first story so obviously it's not gonna be amazing, but I will improve in the future so please don't criticize it) ****UNDER EDITING NOW****

I wasn't different; I was like every other teenage girl at school. I didn't resist the bad boy, the bad-boy didn't resist me. We fell for each other—just like every other bad boy and good girl cliche. But, the thing was, I wasn't necessarily a good girl and he wasn't necessarily a bad boy. We disagreed (and thoroughly) when acknowledging different subjects, that was for sure, but we weren't exactly polar opposites.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

"I hate you!" I cried. I knew my makeup was smeared all over my face but I didn't care. He chuckled coldly, while entangling his finger through his hair. "You hate me?" He asked still smiling. "You think I care?" He yelled getting closer. "Look at me" he declared while grabbing ahold of my wrists. I kept my head down attempting to look anywhere but him. "Dammit Nina look at me!" He growled. I immediately looked up into his electric grey eyes. "Now tell me you hate me without looking away." He whispered. He looked defeated. Looked almost..hurt. I swallowed back my nerves and looked deep into his eyes. "I...." I Began but couldn't finish. Both of us lost in each others stare for I don't know how long. I knew he told me to tell him that I hated him but all I could think of was 'kiss him'. Then our lips met, all I could hear were the both of us breathing heavily as if we were both one breath. "I love you." I whispered between breathing and devouring his lips. "I love you Noah." It's just something about Bad Boys that drag in the good girls. But Noah was a different kind of bad and Nina had no idea that she was about to be entangled in one of the worst situations of her life all because of him.

#1 Teen Fiction - 25.04.18 {Completed} "No one has ever spoken to me like that." "And why is that? Because you're the 'bad boy'?" "Exactly sweetheart. You'd be best to remember it." Ashley Anderson switched apartments four times before she found one that actually looked like it did on the website - no grubby shower, no busted sink and no 'DIY wardrobe' - the only problem was she wasn't expecting a roommate. Ashley Anderson and Mason Murphy both study at the local university, only thing is they are complete opposites; Ashley is a hard-working, non-drinker, non-smoker who is tidy and never home late, while Mason is the uni bad boy with a bad rep and a girl on either arm. How will they get on? First draft - Excuse any spelling errors or mistakes. [cover by: Imperfect_beautyy]

Your drunk? He asked and of course not (yes IM FUCKED UP!!!)"NO" I answered he narrowed his eyes at me."Then walk in a straight line" I think he said wait !!!what ?did I just heard him wrong or im just fuck up & he sexy asf my bad boy always taken care of me.

T h e B a d B o y s C h e r r y Copyright ©️ 2017 "Eric was that hot, sexy, drool worthy boy next door, except Eric was filthy rich and lived on the other side of town." ++++++++ 🍒 Achievements For The Bad Boys Cherry 🍒 #1 in exgf #17 high school experience #10 dorms #56 in bad boy next door 🍒 Reader Comments 🍒 "This book is so great, one of the best I've read in awhile." 🍒 Cover Art: Punkxst

Everyone falls in love with the bad boys! Why is it like that? But are the bad boys that bad? Maybe someone can bring out their good side? Will Bailey Stevens, a sophomore at the university be able to do that or will she give up?