Victoria, a high school ice queen known for her firm hatred in nerds, geeks and losers alike, finds herself falling for a new girl named Lily. A nerd at heart, but fine as all Hell, Lily confronts Victoria with a conundrum. Tap that ass or let it pass? Anyways, here's what the book has achieved so far: Achieved #2 on girlxgirl Achieved #10 on lesbian romance Achieved #3 on high school romance Achieved #2 on wattpad contest

A dangerous game of cat and mouse slowly turns into a romance no one saw coming. *** Brooke is a new student in a small town, her grades are phenomenal, and her attitude is even better. This catches the attention however of a wealthy woman many fear because of her mean nature. Her attempts to woe the strange girl is never ending as she does questionable things to get what she wants. Even so they find comfort in each other while others try everything to keep them apart.

Isabella Brooks. A strong-headed, loud, intersex, fearless woman. Olivia Harper. A closed-off, intelligent, strict but tamed woman. What happens when these two meet, can they get along? Or will it be a fight to the end? There's love, betrayal, memories, violence, and much more in their journey.

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Already, we have to hide our friendship. But I don't want to hide, anymore. Especially now that it's not just a friendship.

"Don't run from me, princess." Soft, yet threatening voice whispered near my ear sending chills down my spine and setting the whole body on fire. "I'll do whatever I want." I snapped and walked into the metal box, pressing the last floor button. Maverick came in too, standing near me, her body almost touching mine. Elevator was spacious so she could stand anywhere she wanted, but at my bad look, she took a place near me. I shifted uncomfortably as heat radiating from her body ignite the fire inside of my bones. "Did you two slept?" Maverick asked again with a strained voice. I almost choked on my own saliva as heard her question. What the actual fuck? "Excuse me!?" I gasped turning my body to her. "You're excused," She smirked, but I could even from the mile her smirk was fakest of the fakes. "Now tell me. Did you sleep with my sister?" Her voice and whole face change into colder. "It's... what...I... it's none of your business," I gulped from her intense stare suddenly felt an awareness of how close our bodies are. "Answer me," She hissed inching her face even closer. Flashback from the Saturday evening when I wanted to run away from the party and she did everything to intimidate me. "Did you enjoy sleeping with her?" She whispered hoarsely. "I... I'm not... I did,-" I stammered not tearing my gaze from my personal bodyguard. I didn't hear elevator ping which means one... maverick stopped elevator, trapping me inside with her. The air around us thickened, making harder for me to breath. My heart starts hammering inside of my chest and I feared for Maverick to hear how my heart beat from the closeness of our bodies. She inched our faces, even more, her hot breath hitting my face making me tremble. "Tell me," She whispered putting two of her fingers on my chin, sending a wave of electricity through my whole body. "Did she kissed you... like this?" And before I could react, I felt Maverick lips being places on mine.

Not only is she bleeding on the inside, she's bleeding on the outside as well. Irma Sveta, a child stuck in a matured 18 year old body; a young woman of Russian and American ethnicity. She's optimistic and jaunty, but doesn't have any real friends. Inside that body sits a mind that remains oblivious to the outside world, confused, mentally strained, and overwhelmed. A heart that has been broken by people that are supposed to be her family so many times she has the feeling that it's the way she's suppose to be treated. Outside of that body remains scars of her abuse from her step-dad, her red hair, and unworldly outstanding features that bullies envy. After her dad died in the Vietnam war, her mother started giving herself up. That's where her step-dad came into play. He was aggressive, demanding, and everything contrary to nice. Although she hasn't seen her family after leaving to college, she still remains somewhat whole. Yet how can something so broken, be so pure? Anais Clair, a 21 year old assassin warrior. She was trained by the best, and has no fear or feelings whatsoever. Or so we'd think. She's direct and never bites her tongue. She's grown up training to be the best and fought in the Vietnam war as an undercover assassin. Although when it comes to the outside world she's clueless and knows not the ways of the social world, she excels and is a sacred warrior when it comes to the spy world. She doesn't like being told what to do or how to do it. She yearns to have the blood of her enemies on her hands and dripping down her samurai sword. One day she goes out to the supermarket to gather food, playing "normal" she tries her best to fit in, but it doesn't go so well. Irma somehow manages to help this young woman. She even decides to take her in. Irma is in it for a friend, but she doesn't know that her roommate is an assassin yearning to do many dirty things to her, things that Irma have never done, things that are normal for the assassin.