Sequel to Player Next Door. Millie Ripley is in too deep. Her relationship with the Dawson brothers is creating waves, a mystery blackmailer is out to ruin her life and... she's still trying to make it through high school. What happened to being invisible? (c) copyright 2020 All Rights Reserved. Stay chill, N

#36 in Teen Fiction on 15 Aug, 2016 "Okay. I will stop but whenever I feel like smoking I will kiss you instead. I need a new addiction and your lips feels so addictive." He whispered softly while looking away from her eyes to her pink plump lips. "So do you feel like smoking right now?" Chloe asked softly to which he threw the cigarette away and brought Chloe on his lap. "Yes." "Then kiss me." ........... Chloe Chandler was never the one to blend in with the world. Who in the world would want to be friends with fat girl wearing old shirts and worn out jeans? The only people she hanged around was Audrey, who showed pity towards her and school's janitor who was kind enough to have lunch with her. As Cliché it sounds despite her flaws she was head over heels for the school's most popular boy, Andrew. Every girl can dream right? But not so Cliché when in comes The Devil himself wearing a sexy leather jacket.

HE MADE HER HEART SMILE...AND SHE WAS THE REASON HE DID. After moving to a new town, Wynter Whitman wants to get her senior year of high school done and over with. She doesn't want friends, not after what happened last summer. She's determined to get through this last year without incident. Her plans quickly change when she meets a mysterious green-eyed boy who pops up everywhere, becomes friends with Eryn, a small redhead with a big personality, and her past comes back to haunt her again. Join Wynter as she battles with her heart and her head over what she feels is right and what she knows is wrong, all the while trying to keep her sanity intact. **This is a WEREWOLF story, but I tried to not make it super generic, I tried to stay away from that.**

"Every good girl wants a bad boy who is good only for her." "Every bad boy wants a good girl who is bad only for him." "Whenever you are looking for love don't look too far he might be right next door." Clara Wilson is your typical clichéd teen fiction protagonist with exactly two friends, no social life and a 4.0 GPA. She has been in love with Alec Evans, the unattainabley popular football quarterback and her next door neighbour forever. She thinks she's in for a quiet senior year until Jake Henderson arrives. Bad boy extraordinaire, he's arrogant, rude, undeniably gorgeous and shares a past with Clara that she wants to do nothing more than to forget. Caught between two boys, her life is turned upside down in the most ridiculous of ways. But maybe in the midst of all the confusion and chaos she finds not only love but also herself. Romance #2

I stand there with my back away from him. I couldn't look at him not after he hurt me. How was I supposed to believe anything that came out of his mouth? "Helena. I'- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." taking a step closer. The heat of his muscular body penetrated my cold skin. "Leave, just - leave me alone. I can't take it anymore. You broke me. Don't you get that?" whispering the last part. "I did. Please..." "Don't, your words don't mean anything. You don't mean anything." I wanted him to hurt as badly as he hurt me. "That's not true. I know you don't mean that. You want me as much as I want you." his breath lingering in my ear. "Don't flatter yourself. I hate you. I.Don't.Want.You." hissing as I turned around to face him. He pursed his lips and I knew my words cut deep. I wasn't going to be nice anymore. Kane made sure that part of me was gone. Silence filled the room. It was suffocating me just like he was and right when I was going to turn around he grabbed me slamming me to his hard chest. "Too bad, cause I want you." smashing his lips on mine he kissed me hungrily as if his life depended on it. I tried pushing him away but I couldn't or simply I just didn't want to. Did I want him after what he's done? Lifting me up he walked us to the bed laying me down slowly. Pulling away he took his shirt off then kissed me again. "I want you. There's no one else I want more than you. Let me be your first and last." I didn't know what I was thinking or if I was at that moment, but I wanted him. I couldn't deny it. "Take me. I want you to make love to me." letting the words come out making him smile. Without another word he kissed me softly. "I've been waiting for you to say that to me for a while. I will make love to you until the sun comes up baby." then took my shirt off with everything else. His body pressed against mine. "I love you Helena and I always will." as he entered me taking my virginity just like he always planned to. #47- 11/23/16 #65- 11/24

He's the guy that's trying to find some answer. His mother's the one wanting a grandchild out of him. Thanks to a girl he met at a café, she was able to help both of them achieve what they've been wanting. This story is about Nathaniel Winston, CEO of Winston's INC. When Nathan brother decides to take him to a café he's heard about from his mom, who would of thought it would leave him to what he's been looking for. Saige Morgan, had a pretty bad life. She got adopted when she was 4, but never was able to remember anything about her past life. When she finally turned 18, she decided to run away when her mom became a bit more, let's just put it in a more polite way, 'rude'. What happens now when both their lives meet?

Bella was strong and independent, she is a dancer she loves what she does because she gets to show everyone what she can do. She meets a mysterious man one day, he needs her in more ways than one.

I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...