"You're my little girl understand princess?" Leah Emer is 21 years old who lives by herslef in LA. She hides her little side from the world but she soon won't have to. One day Leah was reading on the floor in the isle of a book store when she saw a man leaning on a book shelf smiling at her. "What are you looking at princess?" "I'm not your princess." The man smiled to himself and laughed. "Soon you will be."

There are three bad boys of Brookshire High and they are Axel Thrasher, Blake Lockhart and Nathan Rostro and somehow Oriana Thorn gets a house with all of them. She's probably considered lucky that she gets to live with three hot boys but she doesn't exactly think so. Oriana Thorn, the crazy and wild girl who really didn't care what she looked like, didn't care for others opinion, didn't care how people looked at her, she was fine being herself. She was fine wearing sweatpants to school and not showing her magnificent body all the time, but when she did everyone was surprised. She was also naturally beautiful, she never wore any other makeup except pomade from her eyebrows unless her friends made her. The three bad boys as they were known. They didn't care about anything at all to be honest, they all got what they wanted and that was fine for them, except Oriana Thorn who they didn't manage to get in each of their beds. You'd think it would be easy to get her in their bed as they lived together and have kissed multiple times but she'd always to tell them to stop. She just didn't want to be one of their toys, she wouldn't ever let someone degrade her like that. But maybe they'd give up trying. Maybe she'd give in or maybe they'd fall for each other. Who knows, right? [Highest Rank: #1 Wild & #1 WattpadWattys & #3 Education & #5 WattpadWattys & #15 BadBoyBadGirl]

Emma Holland had been babysitting her whole life. She would babysit her little brother and her neighbors kids. She was a good girl. Straight A's and never got in trouble. She also had a loving family. River Wayne was the bad boy of West Crossing. He was always in trouble with the law for underage drinking, fighting, ex. He barely showed up to anything and hung out with the wrong crowd. What happens when Emma ends up Babysitting the Wayne family all summer? The two may not like each each other now but a lot can change in three months.

He roughly pushed me against the wall and looked me straight in my eyes as I winced at the pain that shot through my back. This guy has a bad habit of pushing me against the wall. "Do you have any idea who I am, Sweetheart?" He said slowly, in a dark husky voice. "No, and I don't give two shits about it either." I snapped, not breaking eye contact. He smirked. "You're very..." He paused, thinking of a word, with the same smirk on his lips. "I'm what?" I dared, expecting him to come up with an insult or some type of comeback so I can wipe that smirk right off his face. "...Unique." He paused again, inching his face closer. But I stopped him before he could continue. "Save it, and let that thought rot in the back of your head because I never want to hear it, or anything else out of your mouth again." I deadpanned, crossing my arms. Now it was my turn to smirk. I inched my face closer to his so that we were only centimeters apart. "I'm nothing like these other girls and I will not take any bullshit from you or anybody else." I pointed my finger straight at his chest. "You want to know why?" I whispered seductively as I trailed my finger up his chest and tugged his collar, standing on my tip toes so that I could reach his ear. "Because you simply have no effect on me." -------------------------- Amelia Johnson isn't that usual type of cliché high school girl. She stays to herself, does things a parent wouldn't be proud of, and doesn't have many friends, but only because she chooses not to. With her father in and out of jail, she is able to do what she wants, and that's exactly what she does. But this time, her father is going to prison and he wont be back for a while. She is immediately forced to live with her gradma up state. She doesn't want to do nothing but finish the rest of the school year and have a good summer, but a certain someone makes that very difficult for her.

As a teenager with anxiety, Maddie Porter struggles with a lot of things. Then out of the middle of nowhere, her anxiety starts getting worse. Her boyfriend is now spending all their time together taking care of her. Things don't go as planned, but God can make beauty out of disaster ~~~I have severe anxiety and let me tell you this: if you think these scenes seem unrealistic, they are based off of real life events.

|HIGHEST RANK #1 IN TEEN FICTION| * When a Good girl meets a Bad boy, things are about to get cheesy and cute* when Amelia Greene heard the rumours about the new Bad Boy in town, she was curious but what she didn't know was that her dog Hulk would work in some twisted way to make her path cross with the Bad Boy itself. When they meet, his possessive instinct kicks in making Zander King mark her as his and only his. But what if Amelia Greene like someone else? What if he vowed to make her his forever? What if someone else takes an interest in Amelia? But as it's always said "Life is not a bed of roses" and theirs aren't too. ****** *UNEDITED* Warning:- Typos, errors, terrible grammar; enough to make you cringe and throw your phone against the wall. You've been warned.

"Who the hell is that?" I ask nobody in particular. The rest of the boys look where my focus is. One chuckles. "Oh, that's the new girl. She got expelled from her last school for setting a teacher on fire with her cig." Oh, so she's a bad girl. She walks with purpose, her head held high and her back straight. Yup, she's a baddie all right. highest ranking: #1- trouble (10.july.18)

I watched Reese lips move as he read out the contents of the letter, then I watched everyone's faces as they took in the words that were coming off the paper. As I looked around the small group, I realized that these were the people that I had no choice but to depend on for awhile, and one of them was going to get hurt. It didn't matter if we did everything right, someone was bound to get hurt in this game and I couldn't help but to feel like it would be all my fault.

I was grabbed by the arm and pinned against the wall, I gasped in shock as I looked up to see the dude from earlier, "what the h-" I was cut off when he placed his finger over my lips and shushed me, "Mine" he growled. yes growled, I mean who growls. Before I could respond, he smashed his lips on to mine and ravished them. Instantly a strange spark ignited inside me, tingles erupted on my lips. I suddenly felt this uncontrollable pull towards him, like he's meant for me. Why do I feel like this? I felt his hands grab my hips and pinned me harder against the wall with his body. Before I knew it I was kissing him back. His hair was wrapped around my fingers as I pulled his lips closer to me. One of his hands stayed on my hip as his other hand, slid down to my thigh, his thumb, rubbing circles in a spot, sending shivers up and down my leg. His tongue swept into my mouth, exploring the interior. My eyes widened when I felt something very prominent against my stomach. I pushed him away and I began to panic. Suddenly, the sound of my smack against his cheek filled the empty hallway.