"No need to be shy, Angel. We already kissed. I'll be keeping this hair tie and remember what I told you." I said as I walked towards her. She stepped backwards but I caught her wrist and pulled her flushed body against mine. I tucked her hair behind her ear and pecked her lips. She snapped her eyes at mine and looked at me with wide doe eyes. I pecked her again and again and again. "Tyler Black. Remember that name." I said and stepped back. I walked towards the door and unlocked it. I stepped out while grinning like an idiot. It only took one night, one party and one punch for attraction to spark and ignite between them. ----------------------------------------------------------------- There'll be some scenes that you might not like or trigger you so, here I am warning you that there will be some scenes inappropriate for fifteen years old and below. Cover made by: @averysummers

Chris Rose Demereź. Definitely not your typical 17 year old senior in high school. She was her schools 'bad girl' you can say. She was secluded and barely talked to anyone and no one spoke to her because everyone is scared of her. On her 10th birthday she was waiting at home with her uncle for her parents to arrive home from the store with her presents. But they never came home. They died in a car crash on the way home to see their little ball of sunshine. For the past seven and a half years she has lived with her uncle. He has taught her everything she knows about fighting and weapons. Until he dies. His death broke what was left of her heart. And she doesn't know if she'll ever be repaired. ••• Adam Xavier King. Being 18 years old, with a dark past, and starting his last year in highschool, Adam was known for being the leader of the bad boys at his school, and also for being the most deadliest, dangerous, and feared Gangleader in the country. What will happen to them? I guess it's all a matter of love or kill.

Previously called, "The Fighter and the Bad boy" In a world where the wealthy lead and the poor struggle to fend for themselves, but is everything how it appears to be? Or are there lies hidden in every corner, secrets that hold a lot of meaning and treasure. Lilly Mathews, a girl broken beyond redemption, who's cocooned in her own shell, hiding herself behind a snappy attitude and sarcastic comebacks. A girl fending for her herself at the ripe age of 17, a high school student by day, a fighter by night, and she's hell of a good one. Nathaniel Erickson, a rich teenage boy who lives the life of the wealthy. Parties, tuxedos and fancy dinners are in the manual of a rich person. But what if that so called rich boy does not want to act his class? What if he decides to rebel, you get an alcoholic out of control bad boy. When two people from two completely different worlds meet up, what happens? An array of fights, perverted jokes, yelling and a load of drama and what if they find love along the way? Will two broken people be able to mend one another's broken heart? Read and Find out what happens in The Fighter and the Bad Boy. The fabulous cover made by @-fleeky

|COMPLETED| Her name says it all. Rage Falls. Always one to get angry, Rage was also one to get even. And why wouldn't she? With powers unlike the world had ever seen, Rage was ready to show everyone how they made her feel. \\ Original RHHEA Rankings: #1 in Fantasy #2 in General Fiction #6 in Action #13 in Paranormal #68 in Humor #142 in Teen Fiction Winner of the CommunityHub Awards in Action and Adventure! Runner Up of the Island Awards in Fantasy!

My Little Red * Highest Title: #1 in Werewolf #1 in Rogue Ohhhh things are getting saucy! Grab me some chicken wings! - @csrobertson * She is the girl whose family is dead and had no choice but to run. The one is sill humble until provoked. She has the roar of the lion but a heart of gold. He is the boy made a name for himself, the Worlds Strongest and Scariest Alpha. He is the one little kids hear about as a scary story. The one who has has a title to fulfill. He has a dented heart that only one can fix. I guess you could say that she is his Little Red. Little Red Riding Hood. He is the misunderstood Big Bad Wolf. Every wolf needs a little light in their life. This one happens to be a Rogue.

The life before 564 became Amelia Reyes is a gruesome one; a story that she could not and would not tell to many people. She had been labeled at a young age by three small numbers tattooed on her wrist. She had been taught to fight for her life and show no mercy. She had been used as an example to others and her bravery gained only hatred from her owners. But it only caused an admiration to be built in the hearts of her friends in the orphanage. The falls she took for all of them only raised her into a hero. She was a legend, a savior, and was respected greatly among the children who resided there. Until the day she was forced to abandon them- the day her heart broke and the day she no longer considered herself a hero. 564; Amelia Reyes; the girl with the numbers on her wrist and the scars on her back. ______________________________________________________________________ © 2015-2016 Katherine Hinchley (Wattpad user -MidnightStories-) All Right Reserved. No parts of this story may be transmitted/plagiarized/copied through any means without the prior written consent of the author. Nor should any part of this publication be reproduced, modified, adapted, or distributed in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without the prior written permission of the author. If you see a book similar to or a copy of mine, please contact me via PM. _____________________________________________________________________ The pictures used throughout the story are not mine and all rights go to the owner/maker of the images. The cover was made using Pixlr with an online photo, but all the work done to it is completely done by me, the author.

Best rank: #1 in Action! Included in Action's Featured List! Amelia Reyes has been raised within an orphanage her entire life, but she just recently broke free of their grasp. The men who raised her taught her the skills of a street fighter. They taught her to take pain. They taught her how to survive. They taught her to give no mercy. They showed her pain. They gave her the 564 that is engraved on her wrist. But that 564 is a reminder. A reminder of love, of mercy, of hope. They took her innocence and her freedom, but they did not take the fire in her heart. ______________________________________________________________________ Thanks to @captainmarvel165 for designing this beautiful cover, and thanks to @LeagueofGraphics who featured it in their book and for everything they helped with for this wonderful piece of art! © 2015-2016 Katherine Hinchley (Wattpad user -MidnightStories-) All Right Reserved. No parts of this story may be transmitted/plagiarized/copied through any means without the prior written consent of the author. Nor should any part of this publication be reproduced, modified, adapted, or distributed in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without the prior written permission of the author. If you see a book similar or a copy of mine, please contact me via PM. _____________________________________________________________________ The pictures used throughout the story are not mine and all rights go to the owner/maker of the images.

"Oomph!" The sound rushed out of my mouth as the door opened before I could reach the handle and my body hit a wall. I took a step back and realized that it wasn't in fact a wall, but instead a very attractive male. I looked up at his head to see a very messy, but sexy, mop of black hair on top of his head. When I looked closer, I noticed that his hair was a very deep brown that was probably often mistaken for black. My gaze traveled downward to his eyes, where I found two deep, ocean blue eyes looking back at me. My gaze travelled farther down to his crooked nose, to which I assumed came from too many fights. My eyes finally found his pink, very plump lips, which were turned into a sneer. "You have got to be kidding me!" His pink lips said in a very offensive voice. My eyes turned questioning as I looked back up into his eyes. "Whatever, lets finish this. I, Ashton Carter, reject you, as my mate." He, or Ashton, said with venom lacing his voice. He quickly turned and walked down the now vacant hallway with no glance back. Rejection? On my first day? The first person I make eye contact with at this school, rejects me. I guess that's how this school works, if the hottest boy in school rejects you, you're a nobody. So much for making friends, or mates, or whatever they call people at this school. I shake those ocean blue eyes out of my head and continue into the office to start my new life.

*Book one in the Hell's Company series* Lucifer was the brightest angel in Heaven, But in service of God, he was condemned to darkness. After thousands of years, the darkness took root inside him. ~ Ammi is a flame no one can extinguish Forged from God's holy fire to combat his darkness. A gift made for Lucifer. ~ He clucked his tongue disparagingly, shaking his head, "Tell me your full name." I groaned, running a hand down my face. "Fine. But I'm not explaining it to you." His face told me that I would if he wanted me to, but I soldiered on. "My full first name is Amirykal. Happy?" I muttered. His reaction took me completely by surprise. He blinked slowly at first, processing, then his face split into a wide grin and he threw back his head and laughed uproariously. I was hit with a wave of arousal at the sound of it-it was rumbling and husky, heating me up at the core. "What's so funny?" I grumbled, sure he was laughing at my expense. He looked down, that gorgeous grin still on his chiseled face, showcasing his lovely white teeth. "Oh, Kitten. Your name, Amirykal, do you know its meaning?" He asked, his voice sensual and erotic as he spoke my name. "No-I was found with that name." I answered struggling to keep my voice even as he slowly approached, like a predator would his prey. "Well, Love, I'll tell you. Amirykal means 'gift', or, more exactly, 'a gift from God'." He purred as he got closer and closer, so there was barely a foot between us. "And why is that funny?" I had a very hard time focusing on the conversation at hand with him at this proximity, using that lovely tone. "Because, Amirykal, I am Lucifer. And God made you to be mine." *HIGHEST RANKS*: #1 in Paranormal #2 in Supernatural #7 in Werewolf* *Takes many liberties on Biblical stories and has graphic violence and adult content. Please do not read if such things offend you.*

"Tell me girl, why did you and your worthless self waltz into my territory?" An unfamiliar voice booms just before me. I keep my head down as my eyes begin to close. This is it, this is where my life will be ending. I always thought that it might be at the hand of my stepfather, but no. It's of some other guys who also hurt me in torturous ways. Let me tell you that my life has been great. Hint the sarcasm. Suddenly my chin is gripped tightly in a big hand. He forces my head up against my will. No! No I don't want to look at him, I don't want to see his monstrous face. But yet again he's way stronger than I am. So with the last bit of life I had hiding in me I fiercely look into deep blue eyes. Immediately the man's expression changes from a livid, stoic expression to a surprised and soft one. "Mate," I hear him whisper. ~~~ Willa is a simple girl who's gotten the short end of the straw in life. Left at a doorstep when she was just a newborn, to both of her adoptive parents dying, ending with her stepfather abusing her almost every night. She thought her escape from the horrid life she had at home was her boyfriend and best friend. Though in the end they both added to the torturous life she was living. So she did the only thing she could think of to get away from the terrible reality that was slowly swallowing her whole. She ran. Little did she know that running into the woods that very night would flip her entire life upside down. ---- DISCLAIMER: first couple of chapters can be cliche and can use some major editing but I promise the storyline does improve.