Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

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)

"You may think you're the strongest and the most feared, but I would never be scared of you." I growled while my back hit the wall. He continues to have a blank face when walking towards me. His hand goes next to my head and he leans down. I'm still glaring at him but my heart picks up just by the scent of him. "Oh, trust me. I'll make you regret those words. And I can make you scream in both ways." He growled while his hazel eyes bore into my grey ones. "And what's that. Huh?" I said while my hands went to his chest to push him away but his clamped around my wrist and pushed them to the wall. I tried to get them out of his grip but he leaned in making me growl at him. "I can either make you scream in agony or either pleasure. So don't test me." He growled. "You are mine and you would always be below of me. Don't test your Alpha." ***** Aphrodite Dike. Alpha of her own pack. Grew up as a rogue and took control of a weak pack and trained them to become the second strongest, competing to become the number one strongest pack out there. Alpha Valdus. Son of the most feared and deadliest Alpha out there. Like the saying goes; like father like son. Valdus earned the title of the strongest and the most feared alpha, and pack. He thinks women are below males, so when he hears that a girl is in charge of a pack, he wants to destroy it and watch her beg for mercy when he stares down at her when she's crawling at the floor. So, what would Aphrodite do? *COMPLETE* *BOOK TWO* *FIRST BOOK- ALPHA ALCANDER* *NOT EDITED* *READ AT YOUR OWN RISK* *MATURE CONTENT*