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The Probability Of Being With The Bad Boy
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Ongoing, First published Nov 27, 2015
What could go wrong? That's the first thought that crossed 18 year old Annie Brooke outside hell--well technically outside school.

However, its not just any school. Its a school for wealthy, arrogant, and obnoxious kids. But the thing is---Annie is not rich. She's just like any other ordinary girls, head bent with sweatshirts and sneakers. A girl who avoids attention at all cost.

Her family status is just as average as she looks. A family she's contented with. 

A school year Annie never imagined. Adventure and drama with interesting people and events along the way. She meets new friends and new foes.

And most especially, she gets to meet-Ace Maddox.
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"Mine." His low growl of possession took my heart and the fate of my panties. They were soaked through with arousal. Damn it. I stroked his face as he sniffed the air. I prayed he couldn't smell my body's reaction to his. His hand slipped from my waist and traveled to the rip in my dress. "I can smell how much your body craves mine." My breath catches as his hand finds it home at the front of my panties. "Why don't you just submit yourself to me? Accept that you are mine and mine alone?" His hand was traveling lower, and he found my clit rubbing it through my underwear. I couldn't help but lean my head back and moan out at his skillful administration on my pussy."Moan, my name, my innocent mate. Tell everyone who is making you feel this pleasure."He had ripped my underwear off me and threw them across to hit another tree. He propped me up against the tree, causing me to hold onto his shoulders for support as his fingers took advantage of my spread legs, my dress completely exposing my pussy to him."Absolutely Ravishing." One of his thick fingers pumped its way into my hole, causing me to moan loudly into his ear. "Seth." ********* Seth Knight was not one for romance; everyone at Quillwood High School knew that. If you were a girl, you were in danger of being his next distraction. He would fuck a girl, the girl would fall in love, and he would leave. It was what had always happened. But there was a time before he had become a player. His old best friend, Belle Rivers, the innocent, sweet girl he had known since birth, kept the darkness at bay. Their mothers had been best friends since high school and conceived only months apart. They were destined to be. He was her protector, and she had kept him good, but when his dad died, the darkness crept into his heart, and the only one who could save him was forced to leave him. "Sample" (Mature scenes 18 +) {Highest rating # 29 in bestfriends ;) }
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Her secrets are chasing her. His are waiting to catch up. Moving in with my older brother was supposed to be a clean slate. A chance to outrun the past I've worked so hard to bury. Then I met Maddox Ashley. My brother's best friend. My new roommate. And the walking storm I never saw coming. From the moment his dark eyes land on me, I know I've stepped into something dangerous. Maddox thrives in the very shadows I've spent years clawing my way out of. He's cold. Sharp. Unforgiving. And somehow, he sees straight through me. But he has secrets, too. Ones that might just be as twisted as mine. We come from different sides of the same darkness-scarred, silent, and steeped in things we can't name. His hatred toward me burns with something deeper than anger. And I can't tell if he wants to destroy me... or save me. Two broken souls. One shared past. In a house full of tension and lies, the truth may be the deadliest thing we uncover. Written in first pov + dual pov