Evangeline. An innocent, sweet maid with a tragic past. Seth. An arrogant, rude jerk with a troubled past. When Evangeline is 'forced' to be his maid and Seth is 'forced' to take her on, it can't be a good idea. When both of their protective walls finally crash and fall, will it destroy them both or can this Match made in hell work? --------------------------------------------- Spin off from Maid in Lace. You don't need to read it but it may make more sense and give you more of a backstory ------------------------------------------------ Awesome temp cover by: KrishnaRidhi

Amity had just started her first year of college. She's always been seen as the perfect girl; smart,funny, gorgeous but she holds a secret: she's a little! After meet her new professor and sparks fly, has she finally found her perfect daddy?

Amelia Taylor was a normal girl living in Australia until she met, him. Oliver Sykes, a cocky, rude, arrogant boy who teases Amelia every chance he gets. Once Oli moves away to Sheffield, she thinks all her problems are gone but.. are they really? What happens when a turn of events reunites the two 'pals'? And what happens when Amelia learns Oli's dark secrets? Will she be able to keep them to herself?

Veronica, a young woman who is officially off the rails, with her life consisting of extreme partying, drugs, sex and any other petty crime. When Oliver unexpectedly sees Veronica play at warped tour after 5 years, hell breaks loose. The reckless couple get into anything they can find and end up taking part in a game that only the brave can play. *I own this story line, it's entirely made up.* *I don't own any of the characters, only personalities which I completely made up, I don't know how they act in person/real life.* *I do not own any lyrics or quotes featured in this story unless stated otherwise.*

"Do you really think it's that easy?" I ask, glaring up at him. He takes a step closer. "It's not going to work on me." He raises an eyebrow at me. "What's not going to work?" He asks, his voice barely above a whisper as he gently wraps an arm around my waist, caressing my cheek with the other. "I see exactly what you're doing, Oliver. I've seen you do it with every other girl. You sweet-talk them so they think you actually like them, and then you lower them into bed with you. Well guess what? I'm not falling for it." And with that, I walk out of the room, leaving him speechless.