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

"I'm going to fart on your pillow," Glen promised her, crossing his arms. "Do that and I'll tell Francis that you broke his lucky chain." Hayes mirrored his stance, unintimidated. "Smiley, Sunshine, ease up a bit." Hearing their voices rise, Colton stepped in. "No need to threaten each other. Besides, we like to spread love in this household, not violence." He wrapped his arms around both kids, pulling them in for a hug. "Colton," Glen groaned, struggling to escape, "Too much love bro." "Get used to it, Smiley. I have many years of hugs to make up for." ---------- Glen and Hayes, Smiley and Sunshine. Two siblings who were just kids. Kids that grew up where they only had each other to count on, to protect each other from the evils of the real world. A world where there were no hugs filled with love from annoying older brothers. Then one day, it all changed.

Riley Mathew's is a 17 year old girl. She lives in a rich town with her mother and stepfather. She's struggling to keep her past locked up, it's getting harder to do so by the day. Her dad was murdered 3 years ago, what makes matters worse is that she's ill treated by her step family. She found a way to cope and release all her anger and sadness, through street fighting. Although she doesn't do it frequently she still is the best in the country. Wade Smith is the most romantic and the sweetest guy of Rosewood High, he's seen as the gorgeous Greek god. He is 18 years old. A year ago Wade caught a glimpse of Riley and since then he can't seem to get her off his mind. Finally he see's her at school and he made it his duty to somehow speak to her. Will he uncover parts from her past? Can he help her heal and possibly make her quit street fighting? Will she finally learn to love... Maybe it's fate that brought them together or was it a mere coincidence that Wade was at the right place at the right time? Join us as we uncover the story of Riley Mathews and Wade Smith.

> > ♡ < < "Hi, I'm here for the job interview," I said nervously while looking at the most handsome man I've ever seen. His dark ash brown hair was brushed back, causing him to appear more appealing. His black eyes that held a very deadly glare, which could kill. His thin lips that were formed in a straight line, causing his face to be emotionless. His beautiful features that were curved by God himself and his tall figure that stood over me. He was the definition of a greek god. "And you are?" his deep husky voice asked still holding his cold emotion. "I-I'm Camila Davis," I responded to him in a shaking voice as his cold eyes continued to stare into mine. The room fell in sudden silence when he didn't say anything and he finally averted his eyes from me to a file in his hands. He looks down at the file in his hands for a few minutes before be finally looked up to me again. "Age?" "27" I simply responded feeling nervous again by his stares. He lightly nodded his head before looking down back at the file. "You're hired" was all he said as he closed his file and he looked back at me and I looked at him with wide eyes. That's all? No more questioning? • 5 years ago Camila was drugged by one of her friends and end up pregnant with a stranger's baby. She got depressed and don't know what else to do but give birth to the child because she wasn't a fan of abortion. 9 months later after giving birth, her 1-week old baby got stolen by someone. Left traumatized after attempting to look for her baby but fail, she went on the rest of her life scared to have a child again and hate being around kids. But all that changed when she was in debt to her landlord and jobless. Searching for a job and getting turned down by each and every job, Camila came across a babysitting job on the web. All she had to do was babysit the CEO's son and get paid every week but what happens when the CEO's son has a slight resemblance to her? Find out in this book!❤

𝘾'𝙢𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙚'𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧

Charlie; a little girl who desperately needed catching. Leo, Oscar and Atlas; her three older brothers who awaited with open arms. ~ Five year old Charlie's life gets turned upside down by the sudden passing of her beloved mother. The little girl is sent to live with her three older brothers, having not seen nor spoken to them in two years. Despite her young age Charlie manages to find trouble wherever she goes. Now in the protection of her three older brothers, Charlie embarks on adventures of her own, finding out more and more about her mysterious family and past.

{SPIN-OFF TO "THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE" | SECOND BOOK IN THE SERIES} {2018-2023} *~* "Thank you for quitting that disgusting couple moment before I had to interrupt." "Careful, I might start making out with him just to torture you some more." "I hate you." "I have no objections." "Oh, god, please don't. Let's just get back to the task on hand." We all turn back around but find the table empty. "What? Where the hell did they go?" We hear the clearing of a throat right next to us, at the end of the booth, opposite the window. "Uhh-no hablo inglés. Me llamo Pablo." "You bitch-" "Traitor-"

"Ouch, my self-esteem. You really know how to hurt a man." "You're barely a man. You're like twelve." "On a scale of one to ten? How sweet!" I stopped walking, causing him to come to an abrupt stop a mere inch behind me, "What the hell do you want?" "You." ~ VALERIE LOCKHART. Sassy, sarcastic, sweet and obsessed with avocados. Her past was horrible. Her mother was murdered. No thrill. Until she met him. ELIJAH HASTAWAY. Flirtatious, caring and ridiculously attractive. His past was horrible. He lost everything. No love. Until he met her. When the past is left unresolved, it bleeds like ink, destroying every page and chapter to follow. You better fix the problem before it seeps in and ruins the entire book. ⚠️ The following story may appear cliche but there is a lot more to it, so buckle up, it's gonna be a rollercoaster of emotions, stupid puns and plot twists! ⚠️ ~ Completed: August 2018 Cover created by: @silverrosess ❤️ This book was inspired by a text post by tumblr user: christmasbarakat :)) ~ ON AMAZON AS A PAPERBACK WITH EXCLUSIVE PARTS FOR JUST $9.95 (USD)! ~ PLEASE DO NOT PLAGIARIZE. THIS STORY WAS CREATED ENTIRELY BY ME. IT'S NOT NICE TO STEAL PEOPLE'S WORK. ANYONE CAUGHT COPYING WILL BE REPORTED IMMEDIATELY. Thanks have a good day!

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }