•••••••••••••••• Him, the perfect definition of cold-hearted. Him, the perfect definition of a heartbreaker, burning and breaking hearts was what he desired. Him, something broken yet so beautiful and god forbid me for loving a man like him, he was the captivator of my heart but one problem, he hated me. Pushing me away was slowly becoming his hobby and I wasn't going to back down, not until I knew why he despised me so much. He had changed, all those years he returned back with a Stiffened heart and I needed to know why. Will I be able to make a place in that dangerous heart, through all the pain and drama he caused me? Will I? © All rights reserved. |Editing| Beware of grammatical errors and spelling mistakes, this story just sits here because of personal reasons but it was written by me when I was like 14 lol. NOTE: STRONG LANGUAGE AHEAD.

After five years of heavy studying, Beverly Frazier finally graduated as a psychiatric nurse. When she, much sooner than she ever thought, got a job at one of England's biggest mental institutions, she realized that her life was truly about to begin. Spoiled with loyal friends, a wealthy father, and a new prestigious job, she believed after a rough childhood that her dream had now finally come true. But shortly after Beverly's arrival at St: Nicolai Psychiatric Hospital, a young, mysterious man stepped inside the gates in the grip of two escorting guardsmen. If she only knew from the beginning what this new psychopath inmate would cause her, she wouldn't even have thought for a second about a dream coming true. - Mature content ✔️ - Top ranks: #1 IN ASYLUM #1 IN MURDERER #1 IN KILLER #1 IN FICTION #2 IN LOVESTORY

Rosemary's School for Extraordinary Teens is a boarding school for the uniquely gifted, yet hidden youth of our world. Mary Parker joins Rosemarys School For Extraordinary Teens after she discovers she has powers a lot like her grandmothers who once also attended the same mysterious school. The problem? Dawson Adam. Dawson Adams is the descendant of Mrs. Rosemary Adams, the original creator of the school. With a long rich family line of strong powers, he keeps them a secret. The only power we can be sure of is he can read minds as he chooses to constantly intruded in Mary's. x.X.x 🔞x. Contains mature content .x.🔞 Completed •murder mystery •bad boy •fantasy/powers •bully •drama/secrets

Concealed under the obsidian gloominess of the daunting artificial powder, the pseudo hideous appearance hurled upon her and the spurious ugliness she exhibited to the world. Her life was anything but easy. Madhushree Chawla, a rather grotesque creature as implied by the people acquainted to her. The obnoxious skin tone, hairs fussy and always tied up, eyebrows inseparable just like two people in love and lastly the bizzare dressing style. Hideousness and revoltness were the two facets of her. But deep down, Madhushree concealed a secret. A secret of an exceptional beauty. She was born with a beauty which could drag the world on her feet. This beauty daunted her mother and madhushree was forced to wear the pseudo hoodwinking shroud of revolting ugliness in front of the world. But secrets shall not always remain as a secret. That's the rule of the universe. A vessel of aqua, a gang of young furious miscreants and a party with tons of people, Madhushree's secret was finally out. Frightened she ran out of the party failing to notice a pair of sinister eyes gawking at her. Mad were those eyes and a Psychopath was the possessor of them. The name being PYTHON. A tech giant, as people said. But Python was not a normal man but a Psychopath. An atrocious, demented Psychopath. But his inner craziness unleashed only when he fortuitously saw that nymph queen. And that's how The Python embraced his inner psychopath. He desired her, he needed her and he wanted her anyhow. Mad was his love and lethal was his obsession. From leaving sweet love letters to presenting her with the mutilated dead bodies of her admirers, Python's obsession grew more and more darker. So dark that he wanted to control her everything, her smile, her tears, her feelings and also her breathing. She didn't wanted him but his obsession fettered her in his chamber where she could only see him and no one else. And python will force her to eternity until she surrenders her heart to him. Can she escape???

Marco pulled a black iPhone from his pocket and clicked play. ❝𝗜 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝟵𝟭𝟭. 𝗠𝘆 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗘𝗹𝘃𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝗩𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗮. 𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗙𝗕𝗜 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗸𝗶𝗱𝗻𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲. 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗼 𝗥𝘂𝘀𝘀𝗼, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲.❞ I could recognize my own voice in the recording. I had said it previously that day, but how did he get it? ❝𝗗𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝗘𝗹𝘃𝗶𝗿𝗮?❞ I stared blankly at him, my mind riddled with the countless amount of possibilities. Perhaps it meant that I was dead. I'd wake up with my feet in cement and have only a moment to breathe before I was thrown into the water. Maybe he'd just strangle me and cremate my body to rid of evidence. When no answer came from me he pulled out what appeared to be a remote and spoke again. ❝𝗜𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗽𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗲, 𝗠𝗶𝗰𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗮.❞ He clicked a button and instantly I could feel the vibrations pulsing between my legs. {𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭} Part One of the Burn Series.

"You're so cute," he leaves a soft kiss on my shoulder, "and beautiful," he buries his nose in my hair, planting another kiss against my neck, "and incredibly smart," he smiles against my skin, moving slightly to tilt my head, "and finally mine." And then his lips are on mine. ••• Three years ago, Aria Brooks became an orphan after her parents were murdered in the comfort of their own home. The traumatizing sight left Aria with nothing but gory nightmares and sweet memories. Now, at the age of seventeen, she stays with her aunt and uncle and spends her days either drawing or painting, wanting nothing but to continue with a normal life. But people don't always get what they wish for. With Miles Prescott as her new neighbour and enemy, having a peaceful day is near to impossible. He's a total jerk, and a complete idiot. But he's also insanely good looking, and of course, that is the reason he's easily dragged into the popular crowd and is immediately labelled as Maple Grove High's bad boy. When the two have their second encounter and Miles ends up soaked in paint, the hate they have for each other only burns more. So what happens when they get caught up in a prank war? Or when a killer gets thrown into the mix? Cover by: @messylilac ❤ ___ Highest Rankings: #1 in badboy #1 in clumsy #1 in dares #1 in gxb #1 in gory #1 in homicide #1 in mystery-thriller #1 in pranks #4 in boyxgirl #6 in cute

#1 in Mystery/Thriller ( 05/17/17 ) "I'm afraid to be alone with my thoughts..." "why?" "Because they're dangerous... and that makes me dangerous too." Copyright© liarsdiaries ™2016 ***will be edited soon***

The sexiest romance you’ll read this year… One moment can change your life forever… For Violet Lee, a chance encounter on a darkened street draws her into a world beyond her wildest imaginings, a timeless place of vast elegance and immeasurable wealth – of beautiful mansions and lavish parties – where a decadent group of friends live for pleasure alone. A place from which there is no escape… no matter how hard Violet tries. Yet all the riches in the world can’t mask the darkness that lies beneath the gilded surface, embodied in the charismatic but dangerous Kaspar Varn. Violet and Kaspar surrender to a passion that transcends their separate worlds – but it’s a passion that comes at a price… Dinner With A Vampire, formally known as Dinner With A Vampire. Did I Mention I'm Vegetarian?, is the first in The Dark Heroine series and is available to buy from the 13th September 2012.

Morituro {m} A person about to die, the doomed one Layla Montgomery wasn't looking for trouble in New York. She certainly wasn't looking to get tangled in mafia ties. But now that she is, no one can save her. Not even Don Salvatore, the king of New York. The man who holds Laylas' heart, and her his. ----- Not your typical romance and definitely not cheesy, nor predictable at all. This story is suited for ages 18 and up due to graphic content. Rankings: #1 in Mafia Don #2 in psychotic

"I-I'll call the Chief of Police." I threatened. He raised his eyebrows at me in amusement. I didn't understand why he found my warning so funny, I was dead serious. I had the Chief of Police of London's number on my fridge and I wasn't afraid to use it. "Call him." Officer Scott dared with that notorious smirk, "and tell him that Caleb says hello." "Fuck you." I snarled angrily. I never cursed. Never. IF I ever did curse, that familiar taste of soap would fill my mouth. Even if my mother wasn't there to force soap down my throat, she had instilled such an obsessive adherence to cursing in me, that I rarely did it. And just as I thought, as soon as I spoke the bitter word, that disgusting taste filled my mouth. But I couldn't help it. He wasn't even taking my threat seriously. No one had ever made me feel as incompetent, and small, and worthless, and insubstantial as Officer Scott did. And he clearly had ties to people in high up places. My threat to call his boss did nothing to even cause him to falter. He didn't even think twice about it. It was as if he was completely untouchable. "Are you offering?" He leaned towards me. I crossed my arms over my chest with an angry huff. "You're such an-" "Pull up you shirt." His husky voice interrupted me. My eyes fluttered in surprise at his abrupt request and I was suddenly at loss for words. "What.... N-no!" I shook my head to further convey my point. Officer Scott loomed over me and tsked. "Now, now, Summer." He patronized. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- After fleeing her home on her eighteenth birthday, Summer "Red" Redwood finds herself in London, where she meets Officer Caleb Scott. Caleb Scott is a jerk. Summer Redwood had the pleasure of finding that out every single time he pulled her over to harass her. But she has other issues to worry about, and running away isn't an option. Not this time.