[COMPLETED] but still editing.. He couldn't seem to take his gaze away from her. He tracked her every move and followed her everywhere she went. He knows practically everything there is to know about her. Her favorite book, her favorite song... Nothing could stop him from guarding and keeping an eye on her. Before she could wake up, he watched her sleep, caressed her hair, and stepped outside. She opened her eyes one day while he was still there, and then... He'd make her... His... !!Mature content!! A Wattpad Novel By Kimberly Eickenboom Best Rankings: #1 in stalk #1 in true #2 in stalking #4 in intimidation #4 in truelove

The Bad Boy and The Tomboy is now published as a Wattpad Book! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Original Edition and Books Edition upon purchase. Nicknames, a love of soccer, and school rumors are all the bad boy and the tomboy have in common. But if they give each other a chance, will they find something more? ***** Seventeen-year-old Macy Anderson is a tomboy that plays soccer, hangs with the guys, can't stand girls (except her best friend Jasmine) and doesn't know who Sam Cahill is. But when the pair unexpectedly meet, everything goes downhill from there. Because Sam Cahill is the school's bad boy, known for skipping classes and getting into trouble. Not to mention his cocky attitude, British accent, and magnetic charm, which seems to work on all the girls -- except Macy, who has a rule not date in high school. But when Sam starts showing her his moves (on and off the soccer field), Macy begins to see a different guy under the leather-clad exterior. Will that be enough to convince her that he's the one guy worth breaking the rules for? [[Word count: 300,000 - 350,000 words]] [[2015 Watty Winner]] All Rights Reserved- ©nikki20038

HIGHEST RANK- #1 in Crush #2 in Paranormal For a moment he just sits there watching me with amused eyes, a smirk playing on his lips. Suddenly he stands up and walks forward until he's only inches from my body. Our faces so close that I can actually see the small sliver flecks in his eyes as they shimmer. "Wha-what are you doing?" I stutter my voice coming out as a breathless whisper. He breathes out. His breath fanning across my face, it smells of peppermint with a hint of orange. I shiver at the feeling. Sending a sensation that's equally as phenomenal as it is terrifying down my body. He leans in just a little closer so that our noses are almost touching. I stare up into his eyes, unsure of what to do. I feel frozen in place, like I can't move, like maybe I don't want to. "Time to seal it with a kiss" he suggests with a smirk. 🔹🔹🔹 Bethany Hibbler has a secret that she has kept from everyone. For 17 years Bethany has never told anybody that she can read minds. But then there's a new guy in school, he's arrogant, rude, egotistical, easily angered, and completely hot-he's Jake Lester. Before, Beth never believed in the paranormal world, but the word impossible seems all too possible when Jake arrives. This book is full of mind reading, a new set of vocabulary words, including: Book of Sacrimboniamat, The world of Eribiss, Eron, & Necrif, a lot of mistakes on Beth's part, some paranormal weirdness, confusion, palm facing stupidity, sarcasm, embarrassing moments, and a whole lot of comebacks. ➖➖ "Oh my freaking God such a good book! Girl you better keep writing this is aw-mase-ing"-@pinklady7777777 "I'm so excited, can't wait for more. I love this book so much, it's so interesting and totally the kind of book I read. 😊😍 U are an amazing writer 😘"-@Happyloner2004 "Honestly, this is one of the most amazing stories I've ever read!!! Wonderful story plot and the characters are equally amazing! Keep the creative juices flowing"

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

Isabelle Storm is the outcast at her prestigious private school. Mocked and bullied she hopes to pass her senior year in the shadows of her peers. But being a wallflower is harder than it seems, keeping quiet and remaining in the shadows is easier said then done. Especially once you've disrupted the social standings at school. Now with an angry Queen Bee on her back, thirsty for revenge and two new students who start questioning the social status of the Academy, Isabelle's ready for revenge. And this time, she's got back up. As they say, "Revenge is sweet" Cover made by @CorvusTenebrae

COMPLETED. A tear slides down my cheek and my assaulter stands upright again, sending me a smirk as he wipes the tear away. His canines are splattered with scarlet blood -my blood- and when I touch the place he bit me with my finger, it comes back covered in red. "I'll see you soon, Cami. You'll see, things will only be more exciting from here." He turns his back to me to walk away but suddenly stops, turning his head back to me. "Has your sister mentioned me at all?" My mouth falls open and no sound comes out so he just shakes his head with a laugh. "Ah... she likes to keep me a secret. Until the next, Camilla..." And with that, he is gone right before my eyes. It's as if the bubble pops because when I close my eyes and open them again, the halls are completely empty and I'm panting against the wall. I bring my hand to the bite on my neck. Nothing. It comes back clean. A terrified sigh escapes my lips and I slide down the wall, staring into emptiness. °°°° Copyright All Rights Reserved@2016 Sophia Kjeldbjerg