I was surprised when she ran her hands down my abs, almost to the waist band of my pants. "Mila," I warned, watching her bite back a smile. There was unmistakable tension around us and I had no idea where it came from. Maybe it was the alcohol. I stared down at her, watching the sultry look on her face. "What are you doing to me," I muttered, resting my forehead against hers. I barely had a chance to blink before her lips were pressed against mine. My hands found their way to her hips, gripping them tightly as she tugged at my hair. Spinning her around, I pinned her against the wall. It felt like my lungs were going to burst as I pulled away, breathing hard. Mila gazed up at me, her eyes glazed over and cheeks pink. She reached up, wiping what I'm assuming was her lipstick from my lips. I couldn't help but lean down and press my lips against hers again. It was almost as if I was addicted to the way she fit against my body. "Ajax, we're both drunk," she gasped as I bit down on her ear gently. We could deal with the consequences later. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- TW: Mentions of Anxiety, Depression, and some suicidal thoughts Some Mature content - I'll put a warning before ;) Highest ranking in Romance - #8 12/20 Highest ranking in Dance - #1 12/22

You're untamed. He's a vampire, the King of Monsters. What happens when you're mated to literal death? +16

No one expected that it would happen until it did. Earth was dying. We, the few who survived the disease, were all contained in cells with artificial light and oxygen and food in the form of pills. So when help came in the form of C'Riel, an alien race that lived in a planet called Xe'Krein, many people found hope. But I was wary. Why would the C'Riel help us? How did we benefit them? What I didn't expect to happen was meeting him. The fire-eyed alien. My alien. And then I found out, that sometimes answers to the questions we want to know are sick and leave you wondering if everything was a lie.

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction || Coral Stewart is a nerdy seventeen year old girl who is way too smart for her own good. She has already graduated and has been hired at St Martin's, an all boys school. The only problem with this is that she has to attempt to teach four boys History - and trust me when I say they are not going to make it easy for her. One nerdy girl. Four perverted boys. One History lesson every Friday. What could possibly go wrong? *=*=*=* Warning: There's gonna be dramaaaaa [Completed] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

~complete~ Charlotte is as sweet as a strawberry. She's the kind of person who will drop everything just to help you, just to put a smile on your face. She's as sweet as the sugar that constantly runs through her bloodstream, and as excitable as the rush that comes with it. And then there's Benjamin, who's as sour as a lemon. The last thing on this Godforsaken planet he wants to do is acquaint himself with her. While Charlotte is kind and caring, he's rude and vulgar, while she's friendly and innocent, he's crass and mean. So how in the hell is that going to turn out?

Unlike everyone else, Ellie Anderson thought she had it easy in high school. Except for the first year. It sucks for everyone. But her reason was totally different. Asher. Luckily her bad days didn't last long as he dropped out the next year. Friends, popularity and good grades - she has it all. And to make it perfect she has finally convinced herself to ask out her crush. But her plans go down the drain when Asher makes an appearance. Her perfect high school life just turned into her worst nightmare. **** Asher is a heartthrob. Everyone's favorite. Girls swoon over him. Boys worship him. Why wouldn't they? He is a star after all. He returns to his old school to complete his senior year. With a celebrity in the school girls go crazy. They all want to make him fall in love with them. Soon it turns into a big game where every girl is ready to do anything to make him hers. They all want Asher's heart. Looks like Ellie is not the only one who will face her worst nightmare.

"I found you. I gave you time. Now there's no letting go" he growls and I found myself confused but intrigued. "Why do you speak in such riddles. Mr. Night" I mock and his hands tighten around my waist. "Well. If you want it in more simpler terms. You. are. Mine" -------- My name is Blue. My life was pretty normal. No parents, some guardians, a job at their restaurant. Y'know. Everyday stuff. Little did I realize that one man would come in the form of a king. A dangerous king, to take me away to his kingdom. That's when I observed, that I was Loved By The Mafia King ~~~~~~ Completed. #708 in romance 13/03/17 #500 in romance 14/03/17

He is smart, rich and handsome. A child prodigy. Girls love him and boys respect him. In short he is the epitome of perfection, looked up by everyone. The perfect one. But one thing. He hates the female population with a passion right from his childhood. She is kind, gentle and sweet. She lives in her own world often oblivious to the world around her. She never has a boyfriend nor intends to have one cause she is not interested. One accident.One kiss. One slip brought them together. Their worlds collide and merge. His hatred for female population starts to make an exception. Her heart starts to beat for a certain person. Spin off/Alternate version: Unforgettable Night(can be read separately)

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

8 years. Been 8 years. After the chaos, they had found peace. Peace, that they never thought would bring out their inner selves, and would be so heavy to carry on. Claire received a bunch of messages from time to time by Chandler and Hailey. Sometimes even Connor. But this particular message from Hailey, wasn't quite like the other messages she usually received. Hailey: Claire, it's imp. Im getting married.. to Lucas.