❝How bad do you have to be, to be kicked out of Heaven?❞ He rose from darkness. He was the first that came to exist. He had the strength of a thousand men. He had never fallen in love. Khaos was the God of Existence. His entire world started crashing down around him when he was banished from Elysium after accidentally letting Hades, the God of the Underworld, free. The only way that Khaos can be a God again, is if he finds Hades and returns him to where he belongs. He also has to fall in love, to prove that he has changed and is worthy of his position. Now he is on Earth, alone and naked, running around the forest with no idea how to find Hades. There is only one girl that can help him, and her name is Olivia Jensen.

❝Would it be wrong to think - to think, that I could make you so much happier?❞ Fawn Lockhart and Elliott Mass have never gotten along. The water and oil of people they avoid each other at all costs, and when they do interact it's nothing but petty bickering and insults. Naturally, the two are less than involved in the other's life - let alone love life. But things seem to change when Fawn's long time crush, and interest of her affection - Lawrence, the nice guy, academic - seems to reciprocate her feelings. The problem? Well, Lawrence isn't exactly a nice guy. And Elliott isn't exactly okay with that. Punches are thrown. Confessions are made. Tears stream. And an unexpected love will rise from the ashes of it all. Three people. Three perspectives. Three stories. Wrong Guy. WARNING : Swearing and domestic violence Cover by: heyitstat Highest Ranking in Teen Fiction: #49

My hands started to tremble as I gazed at him under my eyelashes, I know I'm in deep shit and my punishment is going to be severe. "Strip," his voice is a barely whisper but I heard it clearly. I started pushing my nigh gown sleeve strap as he observed my every move sitting on the high sofa, sipping his whiskey. My silk nightgown which I've been wearing slid down making me stand bare in front of him. The cold air in the room hit my skin making my tits harden. His eyes drank every inch of my skin slowly. I can already feel the excitement down there, my body automatically reacts to him. "On bed, open your legs." I did whatever he said even though I feel too shy to sit like as he watches my wet pussy. "Rub yourself." My eyes widen slightly as I never rubbed myself, it's new to me.

"breathe a little bit, beautiful, you're all out of breath." Disconnected from the present, Twitch is haunted by his parents memories, the guilt coursing through his veins as he unconsciously holds the key to the freak accident that killed his parents. Broken and bemused, he turns to alcohol hoping something would numb the pain. Being a bad bitch can be so tiring. Erica has always been beautiful and getting her way. Battling against her inner demons, Erica struggles as she feels herself losing, giving up. And Tahlia? Well, she's just happy to be free. Anything can happen when she receives a random phone call. 〰️〰️〰️ (cover by me...tell me if it sucks because I'm a terrible photo editor)

"Who is she?" Damien asks, pointing at the girl who's smile instantly stood out to him. He hasn't seen her before, but even from afar, her smile was contagious. Maybe it was the way her lips curved upward, or how her eyes brightened in the dullness of the boxing arena. His friend follows the direction of his eyes to the girl sitting across the room, "Coach's daughter?" He asks. Damien nods his head, "That my friend, is the Chapstick girl." ~~~~~~~~~ Amber is just your average girl trying to survive through her junior year of highschool. Well, let's elaborate on that average part, there is just a small little detail that was left out. That she is known as the Chapstick girl. Why? No one hates her, in fact, everyone adores her kind, happy nature. Always willing to put others before herself. Or maybe it was because no matter where she goes, she always has HER chapstick. It defined her. A lot of people bypass the reason why she always has it, but maybe it has a deeper meaning than what other people see. Well, except one person. Damien. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Book three in the T.B.B.B (The Bad Boy Boxer) Series. Cover by @_broken_chords

"He's staring at you," my sister whispered, wide-eyed. Now that I realised, I could feel someone's eyes burning the back of my head and as I turned around to see what my sister was talking about and my jaw immediately dropped whilst a cold shiver ran up my spine at the sight of the school's dangerous, certified bad boy. I shrugged nervously and turned around to face my sister. "Maybe he's just looking at what I'm wearing." The outfit was pretty cute, hands down. "But he never stares at anyone. He has only given them a cold stare that lasts for at least two-seconds." Oh hell no.

"I thought I knew him. I should've known better." Matt Young, the mayor's oldest son. He had a reputation in Wrigley, Maine. I just couldn't tell if it was good or bad. He was Berkley bound; a star baseball player who read to children at the elementary school when he finished his classes, and his smile lit up a room. But he didn't smile often. At least not at school. No one talked to him and he didn't talk to them. Teachers wouldn't call on him, no one sat with him at lunch. Isolated by his peers, he had a temper. He hated everyone and everything about Wrigley. I was the only exception.

A merman. A mythical creature. The most handsome of them all. The male equivalent of a mermaid. Aria Davidson wasn't expecting to see one with her own eyes. When the workers from the aquarium that Aria works to find an actual breathing merman, With his compelling eyes and strong frame, She feels a strange pull towards him. All women do. He becomes the main attraction of the aquarium... Making all the women crazy... But he has his eyes on Aria.

He was the boy that no one noticed. He was quiet, bland to the naked eye, a total wallflower who sat on the sidelines and lacked in eye contact with those around him though he had the type of eyes that made you feel like you could drown. He tried his best to blend into the background, but what he didn't know was that he was the only one that caught my eye. He was the most intriguing person I had ever laid eyes on even though he couldn't see me. He couldn't see anything.

how far would you go . . . for someone you love? ♔ Levi steps forward, placing himself between me and Jack. Like he's protecting me from him. But I don't need protecting, certainly not from Jack. "Who do you think you are, dude?" Levi spits, getting in Jack's face. "Look, Scarlett was just helping me out with a proj-" "I'm not your dude," Jack bites, and I want to tear my hair out of my head. This is going downhill very fast. Jack turns to me. "Scar, we need to talk," he says lowly. Then loud enough for Levi to hear, "So can you please get this kid to leave." "Hey, you don't get to come in here and start ordering her around," Levi says harshly. "You don't control her." "And you think that you do?" Jack spits. ♔ When Scarlett moved off to college, she hoped to start anew and find her way in this world alone. Two problems. One: her older brother goes to the same college, and it seems like he's everywhere, keeping her from doing everything she hoped to do as a college freshman. Two: her brother's devastatingly handsome best friend also seems hell-bent on ruining her college experience . . . but in a different way. Their paths keep crossing, and Scarlett is reminded of the powerful attraction that they've both ignored for far too long. Not to mention, a new face begins to occupy everyday Scarlett's thoughts. When Scarlett is paired with an allusive, darkly handsome stranger for a film project, her world begins to open in ways she never thought possible. But as his mystery unravels into dark secrets, she wonders if she's falling a bit too hard. Before long, Scarlett is forced to realize that balancing the hearts of two boys at once just might result in the breaking of her own.