"I kill for living" I said seriously expecting the beauty before me to back away in fear. I leaned close towards her and brought my face just inches away from her beautiful pinkish face. "Kill? Kill what?" She frowned. I internally hit my forehead at the raising annoyance. She didn't back away from the closeness, in fact she did not observe it at all. She was too much into the conversation. "Of course I Kill people. I'm not into poultry to raise and kill chicken." I scoffed and leaned in closer to intimidate her. I was expecting her to shriek, cry, yell and run away far from me but What I got in response was what exactly you expect from the beauty. The unexpected answer. "So you clean too. Nice." She told herself with a smile and a appreciative nod. "Goodness, What and why would I clean?" Furrowing my brows in confusion and utter disbelief, I shook my head to compose myself. "You said you kill people. You kill bad people to do welfare to the Earth so you are cleaning away dirt right?" That did it. I, Demyan Lev Petrov, the most powerful, ruthless and dangerous king of Mafia, accept that I lost the argument to her. Zinnia Mae White, the most innocent and a mental girl I ever got lucky to meet. That crazy girl doesn't know whom to fear and whom not to. The day she entered my life was the day my happy, bloody, dangerous life, she turned it, crushed it and made me lose my sanity with everything she does and says. But Damn, I love that in her so much. I love her This mental, fickle minded, school teacher of mine! My Zinnia, My insane solace.

Rose ran away from home to save herself from her brother who sexually molested her; Life was going good beside her nightmare until one day when she bumped into a stranger; a seriously good looking stranger; read to find out what happen next!! The story and the events in this book is all my imagination, please don't copy it and post it anywhere without my consent!! This book contain mature theme!! please read only of you are age of 18 or over!!

Ashley's POV. I left the cafeteria looking for Damon. Then all of a sudden, I heard a door creak open. I turned around and saw nothing. Then I felt hands around my waist and pull me into a room. Before I could see who it was, he smashed his soft pink lips onto mine. It felt so good, but so wrong. My hands were on his torso, and damn his abs feel like polished rocks! He tried to pull my shirt up, but I pushed him away. Then I realised who I just kissed. Connor Adams. The leader of the top 5, all the girls either swoon over them or get used by them. I'm warning you, they can crush your heart. I, Ashley Winston. Just kissed Connor Adams.

CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!

***** MATURE CONTENT**** WARNING!! RATED R 18+ only This is a short, to the point book. I didn't want a lot of background and details. Just a satisfying quick read He is the definition of sex. Dark features, gauged ears, tattoos, and attitude. He makes my body come alive with just his eyes. I wonder what he could do with his hands.. His name is Devon.. And he's My brother's roommate...

i just moved to New York,i got a new apartment as well..with a roomate but there is one thing i mostly hate about my roomate, you see every night he brings another slut home Hes a player!

Brooke Jones was on honor roll in high school, perfect attendance, as well as valedictorian. She played varsity softball all four years and was in almost every club, so you can imagine she was accepted into almost every college she applied to, including her dream school. Clemson University. On the other hand, James Field had barely graduated with a 2.3 GPA and was late to almost every class. He was always ditching and never got involved in anything besides football. He was the captain of the varsity football team and was devoted solely to his sport. Football was the only reason he got a full ride to a college he didn't even apply to. Clemson University. Nothing stood in the way of James's chances for the school, but there was one major obstacle for Brooke. All but one of the dorm rooms were full and she couldn't afford an apartment. The only dorm room remaining was James Field's. How will Brooke, the innocent honor student, cope with living with James, the football jock bad boy? Find out in "The Bad Boy's Roommate."

"Get off me." I commanded. He smirked as he lifted himself off me. I rolled my eyes and looked out the window. "You know, I feel bad for the person you will be rooming with, " I said straightening out my clothes. "Why do you say that? " he scoffs. "I bet they will be all over me and want to-" "Ew ew ew ew stop. Please stop. Thats so gross." I whine. He throws his head back and laughs. "I hate you." I wrinkled my nose. He looks at me deeply in the eyes and I froze. "Uh.. I..uhm.. "I stuttered. He laughs harder and I punch him in the arm. "You know you're into me, angel face," He smiles. I roll my eyes like I always do and shook my head. "In your dreams.. you.. you.. uh.. you jerk. "

Isabella Conner is 19 and a freshmen in college. She gets all As. She hates players and has always avoided them throughout high school. Hunter Blacks is the biggest player on campus. He is mean and cruel to everyone accept his friends. He also has a dark past.

'College will be a blast!' They said. Well they said wrong. I was excited to go to college as soon as I received my acceptance in the mail, and the excitement carried on until I reached my dorm room. After a few knocks on the door of room 104, the last thing I was expecting to see was a gorgeous, greek god looking like, blue eyed, male figure in front of me. But that's what happened. Turns out he's the school's Player/ Bad boy. How will I deal with his innuendos and immaturity? Roommates with the Badboy. Copyright © 2016. All Rights Reserved. *Warning: Mature actions and strong language used thought the book.*