[Highest Rankings: #23 in Humour, #41 in Bad Body #63 in High School ] "You look like a sex god" He smirked and blew hot air around my ear, "Fuck like one too." "Care to show me?" **************************************************************************************************************** She smiles. He smirks. He calls her "Princesa". She calls him "Jerk". Meet Taylor Jackson; your average tomboy/badass. She doesn't care about makeup, fashion or any of that girly stuff. All she cares about is her family, her friends and basketball. Her life basically goes like this; Eat, School, Basketball, Sleep, Repeat. Pretty simple right? Well, she thought so too, until she met Jordan Smith. Meet Jordan Smith; your average bad boy/douchebag. He drinks occasionally smokes, has a criminal record, looks like a sex god, and has basically everything your cliche bad boy has. At least that's what people see. He doesn't care about anything. At least that's what people say. All the girls practically throw themselves at him, worship the ground he walks on, and do anything to get his attention. Well, all girls except Taylor Jackson. When Jordan starts to take a sudden interest in Taylor... That's when things take an interesting turn. I had to do something about this boy's lips on me was or else I was going to bloody explode."Why are you so obsessed with me?" He chuckled and bit down on the soft spot on my neck. I took everything in me not to moan. "Because you're different-" Wow, that's not cliche at all. Cue the eye roll. "-And you're my latest obsession." That's new. I arch a brow, biting my lip to stop the noises from slipping out. "You obsess over things?" He gave me a toothy grin. "Nah, just you." .... This ish is copyrighted! If you dare copy it... ~Doyin.❤️. Warning: This book contains swearing, llamas, and whole shit-load of fun.

"The good girl always falls for the bad boy," he sneered and I smirked. "Well, you're in luck because I'm not a good girl," I retorted, causing a small smile to appear on his face. "Prove it." When Andy Deeks moves away from home to attend university, she soon regrets not checking out the details on her new roommate first. Enter Hunter. Arrogant and a bad boy, yet totally irresistible. Andy soon finds herself shedding her good girl shell to teach this jerk a lesson. Dozens of bets, make out sessions and challenges causes Andy to start following Hunter's lead. Cliche story about the girl changing the player? No, the player is changing the good girl, and not for the better. This story has now been published with multiple changes! You can find it on Amazon and any other ebook distributors under 'The Good Girl's Guide to Bad Boys' (By Katie Hart)

"Everett" I called him when he paused in his tracks. I looked around and realized that we were right in the middle of a clearing. "Why did we stop here?" I enquired in bewilderment. Everett, who had his back to me, turned to face me. The hurt expression in his face didn't miss my notice even when he tried his best to conceal it from me, by giving me a small smile. "You know I love you right?" he asked me and I nodded happily. I knew my mate loves me and I love him too. He stepped forward, cupped my face in his hands and placed a light, feathery kiss on my forehead. "I'm doing this because I love you" he whispered, and then taking a step back, curled his fingers to form a tight fist. I stared at his fist and then glanced up to clash with his pacific blue eyes, "Doing what?" I prompted. Everett didn't bother replying; instead he shifted into his huge black wolf, compelling me to take a few steps back. 'Shift' he commanded through the link. I looked away not meeting his gaze because I didn't appreciate the way he commanded me. Nobody commands me. Nobody. 'I, Everett Green, Alpha of Waterwave Pack, am challenging you, Templar Green, White Wolf, for a fight'

{#1 in teenagers} {#2 in fiction} {#2 in popular} "You better not tell anyone about this." "Aw why not? I'm sure your fandom of desperate girls would love to know that their precious prince charming needs a babysitter." I smile innocently back at his death glare. "I'm serious, nerd. I could make your life hell." ------------------------------------------------------------ Marnie Jones is an ordinary 11th grader. Her only intentions are to get good grades and save money for college with her babysitting job. Everything is going to plan. Until she gets a job babysitting the high school bad boy, Zeke Blakely. The two come from complete different social groups, and Marnie automatically hates Zeke and his big ego and cocky attitude. He's a player. He's dangerous. He's reckless. She's safe with an overthinking problem. As the two are seen hanging around school together, attention gets drawn to Marnie. Which she hates. But she also catches the eye of a handsome jock, too. And why, you ask, does a 17 year old boy need a babysitter? You'll have to read to find out. WARNING: contains vulgar language and mature scenes.