She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

currently being edited! [the first story in the badboy's claim series] It was my turn to smirk. "I wanna make a bet." His smile faltered. "A bet?" "Yep. We're having a test tomorrow and you have to participate." "What does that have to do with the bet?" "If you don't get an A on the test," I paused. "You have to stay out of my life forever." He chuckled. "That's easy. Alright but, if you lose," He stepped forward, making me have to look up to see his face. That infamous smirk was back on his face. "You have to be my pet, Kitten." I snorted. "Like that will ever happen." "Deal?" He stretched out his hand and I took it confidently. "Deal." *** Kimora Woods, a girl who despises Jaxon Falls, the bad boy player AKA Captain Douche. When they are assigned for a project, she just can't shake him off and so that leads her to a bet which she lost... but, who knew that this one small bet could lead to so much more?