19 year old Ray gets abused by her foster parents that don't want anything to do with her. She's in her fourth year of university planning to become a doctor. Ray is extremely smart, known for her kindness and most of all, she's very shy. 21 year old Ace is a quiet and dangerous gangleader. He's never been seen with friends, smiling, or even talking. He's majoring in business, but everyone knows about his most known gang in the country, therefor he is feared by everyone. What happens when Ray bumps into a walking wall named Ace King in her vulnerable state? What causes Ace to start questioning this 19 year old?

I crossed my fingers hoping this guy was hot because holy heck did they look hot from the back, black jeans, leather jacket, of course this must be a burglar who's a bad boy. "Mind telling me who you are?" They ask while they go through whoever's room this is dresser. "Mind telling me you are." I hissed back. "I asked you first darling." They turn around and I was stunned. A brown haired boy with gray eyes, almost sliver, opened my eyes, I became more intrigued than I have ever before. "And mine telling me why you're wearing one of my shirts?" I look down and mentally face palm myself for getting drunk, of course Dylan and Luke didn't get one of my own shirts. "Ah let me guess, " They leaned back on the dresser, "you're one of Luke's one night stands." I scoff,"For your information, I'm not one of Luke's one night stands." They smirk,"Dylan's?" I become annoyed," No I'm Madelyn." "Miles." Miles smirks. My jaw drops, I'd be living with this guy, for the whole summer. *** Madelyn Sawyer; the brown-eyed beauty. With long brown hair that went past her shoulders, she wasn't one to be missed in a crowd. Madelyn this summer has three things in mind before going through her senior year and later leaving for college. She wanted this to be her year. Those three things included 1) Hanging with Harper; her all time, childhood best friend 2) Make memories 3) Make it worthwhile. The only one who stood in her way of making it her best summer was the one and only Miles Miller. After her mom and moms boyfriend leave for a trip for the summer Madelyn is forced to stay with the Millers. With Madelyn being the only girl in a house with hormonal teenage boys, this summer may not go as she wanted it to. Started: 6.4.19 Finished:???

[C O M P L E T E D] How many girls can he sleep with until he's satisfied? How many hearts can he break to satisfy himself? Countless. Limitless. Endless. A guy like Kaden Pierce is heartless, cruel, and cold. Of course, those are only words I've heard from girls whose hearts he used, broke, and tossed away. I, for one, will never fall into his rabbit hole and I've made it my mission to avoid him at all cost. **Book 3 of the How to Love series. Can be read as a stand-alone** -On iReader

[ C O M P L E T E D ] With one final breath, I raise my hand up and slap him across the cheek. I would've bitch slapped him but I only met him today and his face is too pretty for me to mess up. The whole crowd gasp at what I just did. Even I'm surprise at what I just did. Good thing is, I've got his attention. Bad thing is, he's glaring straight at me, piercing into my soul. Oh dear lord, have mercy. - First story of the How to Love series. Highest rank: #11 in Teen Fiction #1 in Fiction #3 in Funny Available in Russian translation by @msissqueen On iReader

Avianna Dallas was just dancing in a T-shirt in her underwear dancing along to Despacito when she sees something she shouldn't have seen. Moments later, three handsome guys barge into her room. Not knowing what to do, she falls to the floor and pretends to be dead. ******************************************************************** I DO NOT own any images used in this book, all rights belong to their respective owners. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system, without written permission from the author. This is a work of fiction. This novel's story and characters are fictitious. Certain long-standing institutions, agencies, and public offices are mentioned, but the characters involved are wholly imaginary. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This book doesn't intend to harm/insult any business/person/thing in any way.

"Hey...Sparky," he said. What did he just call me? "Sparky?" I asked him confused. "Yeah, that's my new nickname for you," he smirked. "Don't call me that," I scoffed. "Too late Sparky." ☾ In which the new girl falls for the schools bad boy, but changes him for the better ☽ Highest rankings as of 7/19/18: #2 graysondolanfanfic ♡ #3 dolantwinsfanfic ♡ #8 ethandolanfanfic ♡ #67 graysondolan ♡ >>> sequel to this story is The Bad Boy I Once Knew

Everyone needs a little danger in their life. This is a conversion of JileyOverboard's work "Danger" Hope you enjoy!

Ashley Martin has been through more grief than a person experiences in their entire life and carries baggage that no kid should ever entail. Tyler Miller is the school's scandalous bad boy who acts on impulse, blinded rage and will single-handedly destroy anybody who stands in his way. Then all of a sudden, they're thrown together and despite their destructive past, they're forced to overcome their differences. It's time for Ashley to stop running away from his death glares, blank stares and that spine-chilling scowl that reminds her just how little he cares. Driven by a whirlwind of secrets, a class assignment and midnight walks into the past, things should start working out. But then fate kicks in; hard-hitting and soul-crushing. It's a fight-or-flight situation, a reincarnation of her past, a chance for him to right the wrongs he did by her. A second chance is like giving someone an extra bullet for their gun after they missed you the first time round. So here's Tyler's gun. Here's Ashley's heart. And here's to their second chance, however hopeless it may seem.

"is this what you've came to" I say making him jump a little. He turns around enough to see the sorrow in his once bright green eyes now as dull as a slow carnival ride Noah stands up, dropping the bottle of what looks to be vodka and stumbles over to me. His eyes look like they haven't closed properly for days as dark circle just under his eyes "nic-" before he can finish I slap him That's right You heard me I slapped him His head whips to the side as hand immediately clutches his cheek "I deserved that" he sighs, rubbing his cheek