Layla Emerson, she's the new girl in town and the new girl in school. Her parents have homeschooled her her whole life and for her Junior year they finally decided to send her to a real school. They then decided to send her to live with her cousin and go to school with him. Jameson Hunt, also known as Ames, he's known as the 'ruler' of his school. He is the most feared person in their school and has had a rough past. Although Ames seems to be a tough guy, he has a soft spot and has always wanted to find love. Now when Layla walks in with her head down and her cousin by her side, Ames instantly takes in an interest in her. When Layla finds out that he's a not so good influence, what do you think she'll do? Will she run away? Or will she help him change for the good? Read to find out in 'His Weakness'

So Fire, what would you like to drink?" "Fire? " She raised her eyebrows at me. I just shrugged. "Well yeah, fire with your hair and the way your dance. So Fire was only appropriate. And besides, I don't know your name." I teased. "I'll take a vodka and cranberry please." "What no name?" I asked. She let out a small laugh collecting the glass with her drink in it and taking a small sip. "I quite like staying anonymous, it's a lot more fun don't you think?" ----------- The Mortimer's have grown and for most have become young adults. But what happens when Wolf takes over for his mum and finds himself up against a fiery redhead that doesn't like to be chained? Freyah Kent was a sweet and innocent girl until she had to move from Ireland to the USA after her mother's death. She finds herself enrolled in a life she never dreamt of, doing things she never wanted to do till the day where she gets a job to bring the Mortimer down, or so in this case, Wolfgang. ********* Book three in the Mortimer series. Please read His, Hers, Ours / Guns and Roses first! This story is subject to copyright. All pictures credit go to their rightful owners. Highest rankings: #1 in romance {21/08/18} #1 in Love {21/08/18} #1 in Irish {21/08/18} COMPLETED: 01/01/19

After the loss of her parents, Anastasia is entered into a world of gangs, mafia, drugs and violence. She has to adapt to her new living conditions that may or may not protect her from Angelo Mussolini, the leader of I Vichinghi, their rival gang and sworn enemy. With a price to her head, she has to learn how to live in the dangerous world that is now a part of her. She'll use the skills she took for granted and take them to an extreme level. By becoming partners in crime with the undeniably stunning Nicolas Alfonsi, and her new group of close friends, Anastasia will make a name for herself in the underworld. She'll have gangs on their knees and enemies on their toes, hoping this new but dangerous girl won't rewrite the rules of business. Anastasia will have to become one with the underworld. She'll start the fight for her life, and hope she makes it out. This new life of hers will bring the term life or death to a whole new extent. She has no choice but to make history. Anastasia will become Queen of the Underworld. **Trigger Warning: This story contains themes like death, murder, suicide, and sexual assault. Please be mindful of this.**

The Year Rules were simple. Year 1- Crawl Year 2- Walk Year 3- Talk Year 4-Start learning second language Year 5- Start school Year 6- Anything not completed on time from Years 1,2,3,4, or 5, result in Abandonment A/N- The synopsis is like a flashback, once chapter one starts, Felisha is 17 :) As of April 14th 2015- #31 in Science Fiction As of August 29th 2015- #59 in Science Fiction {#Wattys2015} {#Wattys2016}

The Year Rules were devastating. Year 7- Beginner Test Year 8- Volunteer Year 9- Five Part Testing Year 10- Academy Prep Course 1 Year 11- First School Test Year 12- Anything not completed on time from Years 7, 8, 9, 10, or 11, result in Abandonment By Year 7, I was already on the streets. I never got to take my Beginner Test, and I never got to prove myself to anyone. I was expected to fend for myself in a harsh environment, not fit for a child. I moved past it, though, gaining street smarts rapidly, while my book smarts were left to their own devices. Year 12 wasn't going to be the start of my long career path, or the continuation of my academic career. It was just another Year on the streets. Year 12: Abandonment for Felsha Martins, date of birth November 19th, 2509, current number of Years in Abandonment, 6. Current Abandonment date: November 19th, 2521 Year 12 was going to be my growing point. Year 12, was meant to push me further down, break me, put me in my place. But I wasn't going to let that happen.

Book #3 The Year Rules were changeable. Year 13 Academy Prep Course 2 Year 14 Three-Part Testing Year 15 Choose Career Pathway Year 16 Academy Prep Course 3 Year 17 Final School Test Year 18 Anything not completed on time from Years 13, 14, 15, 16, or 17, result in Abandonment If one reaches Year 18 and has abided by every Year Rule, then that individual is now considered an adult, and will no longer have Year Rules to follow. It is at this point we believe an individual has proven themselves worthy to be a part of our great society. Failure to uphold proper behavior is still not without consequence. Year 13 was a struggle for me, finding my way on the streets, all alone. My life was constantly changing, my beliefs and ideologies a blur. I no longer knew where I stood. I had started to hear whisperings of a revolution, of people who wanted to make a change. People who aspired to be rid of the Government. Year 13 didn't feel any different than all the other Years. Year 17 though, brought about change, long-awaited and necessary change, not only for myself but for others. Year 12: Abandonment for Felisha Martins, date of birth November 19th, 2509, the current number of Years in Abandonment, 11. Year 18 was a long-awaited goal. Year 18 was meant to free me, liberate me. I was going to make that happen.

"Excuse me?" She said "Yes?" He said "You have some condoms sticking out of your pocket" she said pointing To his pocket. "Well do you wanna use them with me" he said smirking "Hell no pervert " she said rolling her eyes ~~~~~~~~~ Story idea from : @darrycurtis

i enjoyed toying with boys making them feel what was once done to me, making them see how life on the other side was. but there was a bump in the road, he took my heart without knowing but we both had bad intentions. he was a fuckboy and i was a fuckgirl. no relationships, we simply couldn't resist the love that bonded between us. Every fuck boy needs a fuck girl. //GILINSKYTRAPGOD\\2015 all rights reserved

We moved passed my savage ways and my stupid games. I just wasn't prepared for his. SEQUEL TO FUCKGIRL COPYRIGHT SKIZZYMALOLEY 2016-2017