[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.

"You're ours, forever, until the day we leave this earth." ****** Started on 7/25/2016 Highest Rank- #15 on 8/15/2017

Now available as Audiobook on Audible India. Spring. It's the season to love, share, and find happiness. But for Tyler? Not really. To her, it's just another long boring holiday season going back home. Spending her spring break lazing around the home, doing homework, getting up to date with all her favorite TV shows, and baking endless amounts of cakes. What she didn't expect is for her mother to rent out their house for the break. And to none other than her school's swimming team. Suddenly Tyler finds herself surrounded by four, hot and gorgeous, forever half-naked guys and she can't help but think that this year her spring break would suck. Or not. And with her mother in full-on match-making mode, something is bound to happen. [Highest Rank: #1 in Humor] [Wordcount: 150,000-200,000 words]

"You know Maia" His eyes locked to mine as he closed the space between us "I'm not into that puppy love shit." MATURE - EROTICA | Love, lust, and good looks. All things Max Connor has that draws Maia in. Maia hasn't had the best life so far so whenever good comes her way, she doesn't take it very well. She comes home one day thinking she would be lonely like usual but she didn't know she would meet the guy who would change her life around. Max Connor. Her brothers best friend. Some say he's irresistible and some say he can't be 'tamed'. He says he doesn't like puppy love and she's fine with that. But can she deal with the good things that come her way. She's been brought down almost her whole life. Healing takes time and for Maia, she needs all the healing she can get. He is all she thinks. Just him.

"You like this, don't you?" Sam grins, running his tongue over his lip ring. "You're turned on by it." "Please," I wave my hand in dismissal. "You are," he accuses, his voice light. He does it again. I can't look away. "Stop." "Why should I? Little Miss 'I hate everyone at Ryder' really does find me irresistible. Who am I to deny her?" Sam's voice has something of an edge to it and my eyes snap to his. "'Little miss 'I hate everyone at Ryder', huh?" I ignore the second part of his jab. "That's right." I lean against my wardrobe, crossing my arms over my chest. "There's only a few people at Ryder I really can't stand, and you're at the top of my list." Sam's eyes narrow on me. "Is that so?" He turns from the mirror and takes a step in my direction. I refuse to back down, tilting my chin up to keep his gaze as he crowds into my space. His eyes hold mine until he's close enough that I can feel the warmth of his breath over my cheeks and his focus shifts to my mouth. He runs his tongue over the lip ring again, and I feel my own lips part slightly as he does it, my breath coming a little faster. My stomach is pulsing with a mix of nervousness and something I'm not totally ready to admit to myself. ---- Logan Grey's a 16 year-old girl with a penchant for Bob Dylan and running long distances. When her father dies suddenly, she and her best friend come up with a scheme to keep her from moving to her grandparents' Ohio estate: two years of boarding at her Connecticut hometown's highly renowned prep school. But a fluke lands Logan in a room with Ryder Academy's hottest, baddest boy and it's pretty obvious they're not going to get along. At least until Sam Evans and his sexy-as-hell lip ring saunter into her life, upending everything she thought she knew. [This story contains strong language and sexual content. You've been warned!]