"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

Stay away from that boy. That's what they all told me, but I was never one to be obedient. The Boy who Broke the Rules. All Rights Reserved. * He was the mysterious lonely boy who found her in a clearing and told her to stay still as he sketched a portrait of her. Entranced by his voice and intensity of his gaze, she let him draw her. But what lay behind his sketches and silent stares was something more. And she was willing to find out.

Mateo Sanchez is a wounded warrior. He's 22 years old and on the mend from the injuries he received in a battle that took his fellow Marine's life. He's angry and unsettled, trying to get back to the man he used to be. Ashlyn West has always been a rescuer. She works at the hospital helping wounded vets get stronger. She's seen the way an injury can annihilate the life of the men who have been brave enough to sacrifice for their country. She's a fighter...and a lover, but she hasn't met her toughest patient yet. When Ashlyn gets assigned to Mateo's shift, the two of them are forced to spend time together everyday. Mateo quickly learns that his physical therapy isn't only going to be torture on his leg, watching her with bend and move is going to be torture on his libido. The two quickly find that his limb isn't the only thing needing mending. Will he fight leaning on her or will the two of them find a hotter way to build his physical endurance? Lean On Me will be the third book in the Dear Bailey Series. It can be read as a stand-alone novel. If you like your stories hot and your leading male hotter....then this is the one for you.

In a school for super powered, supernatural students one doesn't fit in. She comes from the most prestigious family well known for their superpowers, yet Winter Mangalow is just a normal girl. Her family all keep telling her that one day her powers would shine through, but now at the age of seventeen almost eighteen she no longer believes them. Her school life is hell with everyone looking down on her because of her lack of powers. With her Dad being Principal though it meant she couldn't even attend a different school. Both the ban of her existence and the only joy in her day is one Caspian Anderson, the most powerful student in the school. When at school he acts like the biggest, most arrogant jerk she had ever known. But Winter has a secret, she knows Caspian very well. He may not acknowledge her at school but every afternoon he was all hers. He was the best friend that any girl could wish for. He was sweet, kind and funny. He never let the fact she had no powers bother him then at all. With the arrival of Zeke Worthington her life became in disarray. He understood her; he knew what it felt like to be the outsider. He told her he had come from a place where he was misunderstood too. Zeke seemed immensely happy to meet Winter, even though he befriended Caspian too. Why Caspian had a problem with it, Winter doesn't understand. It wasn't like he went out of his way to be friends with her during school hours. Even as Winter and Zeke get closer, Caspian becomes increasingly unhappy and agitated with her. She can't change things though, after all in the long run all she can prove is that she has no powers, but maybe she will be surprised.

"You don't seem like a nerd so what are you?" He asked raising an eyebrow as he eyed my black rimmed glasses, thick woollen jersey and ratted converses. I crossed my arms and did the same to him. "You don't seem like a bad boy that actually turns out to be gay but we are all mistaken sometimes." I replied watching as he stepped closer making my back press against the wall. "Your only a little mistaken, I am the schools bad boy but i most definitely am not gay," he whispered in my ear causing me to shiver. "What are you?" he continued slowly. I leaned up so that my lips were brushing against his cheek, smirking as I watched him gulp. "Well none of yours is right because I'm definitely not a nerd, I'm just a girl in disguise." With that I side stepped his arms and skipped down the hallway, only pausing when i reached the class room door. I looked over my shoulder sending him a wink when i noticed that he was still watching me. Things just got a whole lot better. _________________________________________________________________________________________ Lexi Dylan's is the badass the whole world knows but when she's forced to move, she decides to get revenge. Getting rid of the tight cloths and leather she becomes a nerd. But when the schools bad boy comes into the picture things get even more interesting. Will she keep the act going???

*** I get a call from an unknown number and I have a vague idea of who it might be. "911 what's your emergency?" I answer, holding back a laugh. "Don't fuck with me Elena. Now tell where you are so I can pick you up and... Talk." Damn, he's sexy when he's angry. I bit my lip, looking for the metro sign. "Your kind of talk and my kind of talk are completely different at the moment" I laugh, spotting what I was looking for. "Oh yeah? You don't know until you try, isn't that right, principessa? " he says huskily, almost making me stop in my tracks. *** Helen is one witty funny girl and Dante is one driven Mafia head. What happens when they accidentally reenact one of their childhood fairytales? I guess you'll need to read to find out.

Sequel to "Chased by Suits" by @JaneStv DO NOT READ, NOT COMPLETE AND REALLY UNSATISFYING *** "THIS IS THE POLICE! OPEN THE DOOR NOW!" I heard from the other side of the thin wooden door,making me jump as I was rapidly packing my bags. "Not with that attitude" I said back, not as loud as he did, but loud enough to be heard on the other side.