"𝐈 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡...𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝." ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨, 𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐒𝐲𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞... 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦. ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ⚠️𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐀𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬⚠️ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: -𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐀𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞 -𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 -𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬 *𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤*

Copyrighted 2018 **This is the rewritten version of His Flower. I hope you enjoy!** There was only one word to describe my life: Hell. It was all I had ever known, the only thing I was used to. I didn't want it any other way. Why the fuck couldn't she see that? -&- Having a normal childhood was completely foreign to the two polar opposites Rosalyn Summers and Rex Turner. Both grew up in the closest thing they knew to Hell, each with terrible problems of their own. Perhaps, that is why they were so drawn to each other. Rose might have been that typical shy, quiet girl roaming the school's halls, no friends to speak of and no genuine interest in learning, but even she couldn't deny that attraction towards the school's resident 'bad boy'. The one no one else dared speak to. Rex's anger issues always got the best of him, even when that idiot girl came tumbling into his life. She just wouldn't leave him the fuck alone. No matter how much he liked it. He could convince himself he wasn't good for her as much as he wanted. It didn't matter, she wouldn't let him be and he would soon refuse to let her go. Completely oblivious to her own darkness raging beneath the surface. *WARNING: This story has quite a few very possessive and controlling men. If that kind of thing isn't for you, this book definitely won't be.** There is also talk of anxiety, panic attacks, and some drug-use mentions. ALSO this story will have a LOT of chapters! It's filled with triggers (mentioned above), but also a bunch of cute scenes, fluff moments, adoring toe-curling moments, and a plot you won't see coming!

"Love me like you want to break me." Is it really love if it isn't cruel? #1 - deranged #3 - madlove

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)