He pushes his full length into me and I scream, trying to pull my body away from his. He holds me in place, slamming into me a few times before he stills. My breathing is harsh and my body is trembling, I can barely hold my body up. He rotates his hips in a circular motion, grabbing my hands at the same time, pinning me to the bed. Our fingers are interlocked and he begins to rock. When he comes out, he pulls me down. One of his hands circle around and he presses down on my belly. I gasp at the sensation in my belly. "I can feel me inside you," He whispers as he leans over me. He grabs my free hand and brings it to my belly. "Do you like how I feel, Gabrielle?" He thrusts into me hard and I feel him through my skin. "Noah!" I moan loudly. He grunts and smacks my ass. I yelp in surprise. It stings but its an erotic sensation. He slaps the other cheek and my body shakes. "Tell me what you want Gabrielle," He mutters. My body ignites and my skin tingles. The red walls becomes redder, the light becomes brighter, and the smell of sex becomes stronger. "Please Noah," I beg. He rotates his hips again but faster. My senses flash with "Caution! Explosives Activated!" "Come, Gabrielle," He whispers as he slams into me again. My vision goes black as my climax hits me like a thousand bolt of lightning. My head flying back as I scream, Noah reaches his peak also. He holds onto my body and groans. My vision returns brighter than it was before and I collapse on the bed. Noah rolls me over and unties the tail of the whips quickly. He kisses each of my wrists while rubbing slow circles with his fingers. He's one of those sweet dominants. He takes the time to inspect his submissives. I mentally smack myself. You're not his submissive, I chant to myself. "Did I hurt you?" He mutters. I shake my head then smack his face. "Thats for tying me up." I say as I begin to pull my underwear back on. He grins that heart stopping smile and kisses me.

A deep, sexy voice answered my greeting. “Yes, Miss Scarlett. My name is Saxon Bishop Ridge, and I was requesting your services for a private dinner tomorrow night at the Santa Monica Bistro. I fear it is of the utmost importance.” “I-I, okay. My fees are two thousand for four hours, and one thousand for two hours.” I said, sighing as despair filled me once more. As I rattled off my address, I felt the hopelessness that came with being what everyone else would see as a whore.

[SEQUEL TO I DON'T LIKE BADBOYS...SERIOUSLY. I recommend that you read that first, but this can be read alone, it'll just be missing some things.] Recoiling from heart break, Sophie goes on a series of escapades with her bad boy saviour, only to fall for him. The problem? He's as cold as ice and still hung up on a girl from his old high school (who, to make matters worse, attends the same university) and Sophie isn't exactly his type. However, Sophie has decided. She's chasing the bad boy. --- Ace has dealt with his fair share of annoying people -cough, Hunter, cough - but Sophie grinds his gears in a whole new way. Surprisingly naïve and sensitive, she struggles to keep her emotions in check, but the underlying sincerity in her obnoxious actions is what irks him the most. Like a fly buzzing around near your ear. But in his brain. And maybe in his heart. --- "You're not my type," he said bluntly. "What makes you say that?" She shot back, offended. "Well, for one, if you were, you wouldn't be standing here right now. Two, you wouldn't have asked that question." "How about if I change your mind?"

[SEQUEL TO I DON'T LIKE BADBOYS...SERIOUSLY. I recommend that you read that first, because major spoilage alert, but who am I to tell you what to do?] For socially awkward Cathy, talking to boys is a challenge, let alone dating the bad boy. Having finished high school without successfully working out how to kiss, the relationship is guaranteed to be an awkward one. With them taking separate paths and meeting new people, the differences between them become even more obvious, and the tightrope they've been balancing on is starting to sway. --- "So, are you going to tell me why you're giving me seventeen apples?" I mumbled, lifting the bag slightly to examine the red apples. "An apple a day keeps the doctor away," he beamed proudly. "He's not a doctor yet." "Same thing." "I'm going away for fourteen days. Why seventeen?" "Well, this guy seems particularly persistent, so I'm going to give you three extra apples to really keep him away."

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]

*WARNING: Written in 2008, some content may be offensive* Stasee is your typical shy, quiet teenage girl until the night her brother's best friend Damen Hurtz decides to finally acknowledge her existence. In a desperate attempt to gain his acceptance she allows him to take the one thing every girl values most...her virginity. After that night, Damen constantly begins accepting her while they're alone and then rejecting her in front of his peers. Stasee's frustration and confusion continues to grow, as do her feeling toward the man who continues to break her heart. He claims that he cares for her, but will his need for his peer's acceptance prevent him from ever treating Stasee the way he should? And if he finally realizes the stupidity of popularity over love, will Stasee still be waiting for him?

Alexis, or Lexi to her friends, is a 17 year old girl with a very troubling past nobody but her knows about. At school, she is known as a nerd with only two friends, Lilah (Lil) and Dylan. They are also the only two people besides her gang members, who are practically her only family, that know who she really is. The Masked Fighter. No one has ever seen her face. Alexis is also the gang leader of the second best gang in the country and the best street fighter out there. Jackson is an 18 year old boy who has a semi-normal life with his single mother at home. He is a street fighter and gang leader and also the bad boy at Jarrison High. He goes by the street name Storm whenever he fights. What will happen when these two meet? Will Alexis be able to keep her secret or will Jackson get suspicious? Will Alexis slip up or will she let the badboy in?

James slid his hand to the nape of my neck, holding me steady against his lips. His other hand stayed on my waist. "I thought you couldn't handle me," He muttered against my lips, reconnecting them without missing a second. I smiled against his kiss. "I have two hands." * * * * * * Charming James Roedan is making his way in the world on his own. He's twenty, in his second year of school, and landed a job with his Dad. James is very indifferent towards his dad and everything he stands for. James's job is being in charge of the new interns for the Roedan Advertising Company. James thought it would be three months of hell, It's not what he expected. Awkward Violet Bowen stumbles into James's life - literally - and makes it something he never thought possible. Violet's an eighteen year-old senior with too much on her shoulders. Her dad's been AWOL for six years, her mother has been pushing herself through three jobs to support the family, and has three brothers that are everything to her. Things in Violet's life start going much crazier than she can handle and James is there to offer her a hand. She hesitates, but takes it anyway. What she didn't know is that James never planned on letting go. *This story will be told in Duel Perspective's* -This is a spin-off/companion for Charming in Handcuffs. You don't need to read the first one to read this one.- Also, this is NOT a good girl/bad boy story.