"There's this whole school of delinquents here and yet you still manage to piss me off the most." "I like you too, you idiot." SECOND BOOK IN THE WICKED SERIES

"What, you don't think I'm a bad boy?" "We're in an camp for delinquents. They're all bad boys here." FIRST BOOK IN THE WICKED SERIES

"If you think you can just come back here after years and pretend we don't want each other," he got up all my face making me momentarily lose the ability to breathe. "Then you're wrong." **** Orianna wants nothing more than to put her past behind her and start a new life. She moved away, with the one joy that has come from her past. She starts living a normal life until shocking news pulls her back to her home town. Initial plan was to go there and leave the next hour but that plan soon falls down the drain when bullets starts flying and she starts jumping on men twice her size all to keep her little family safe. Until it all becomes too much and help comes in a form she really couldn't face. Link Dane is back in her life. And this time he's there to stay.

Every Father scowls at him. Every Mother prays from him. Every boy hates him. And every girl stays away from him. Because he was Link Dane. That one boy who seemed even more messed up than imaginable. And then there's Orianna, who wishes she could do all of those above and forget he ever existed. But she can't. Simply because Link Dane has secrets that will end her in all ways possible. And he's back to fuck Ori up. © 2015 All rights reserved Cover by @radteens

He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.