Julio Hernandez is socially stunted, rude, snarky and, in all respects, an asshole. With a penchant for wearing leather jackets and successfully scaring off everyone around him, Julio has never met anyone who has had the ability to talk back to him. Until Taylor Channing, the new girl. She's sweet, yet sarcastic and has the innate ability to put Julio in his place. Maybe the bad boy has finally met his match. Published- 22nd November, 2017 Completed- 30th March, 2018

**X-Rated!** MATURE SCENES HIGHLY ADDICTIVE 18+ **This story is currently being split into 3 separate books. This part is all 3 books into one as a "rough-draft" in a sense. So it may read rushed with LOTS of changing dramatics and scenes. Just a heads up to future readers.** Much love. Molly was an IT grad who moved clear across the country and into a house that neighbored a famous porn star. She had never seen a man like him with her own eyes. And being the shy girl that she was, she always watched him from the windows, careful not to be caught. But when they meet for the first time, the fantasy Molly had created about him was destroyed and she was about to be torn from her comfort zone into a world she had never experienced before. **I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO THE PHOTO'S PROVIDED IN THIS STORY**

(Book 2 of His Possession) (complete) The last book broke some hearts; yet we all fought through it all. Jordan Johnson; been raped, beaten, abused, and heart broken. But yet she still seems to go to the same guy she first saw at the beginning of this story. Jaxon Hunt. Jaxon can't seems to not have her by his side but he doesn't give up on their love. Does fate help them out? Or would "J" mess up everything. ***** "I can't believe you came. " He says in short breath while I spun around and have tears falling down my face. "Y-you did this?" While I look at his face and I see him smile and starts to walk closer to me. "I've spent a days doing this. I spent hours waiting for you to see those notes. Waiting. Waiting for you to come find me." He said while he walks towards me. "Why didn't you come? Why lie to your own best friend?!" I yell while I suck back a sob. "I didn't want to hurt you, but instead I did. I gave you a broken heart while I tried so hard to not hurt you. I love you Jordan. There's nothing that would stop me now." He grabs my face and pulls me into the most memorable kiss I've ever had. **** *Mature theme* *Cussing*

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)