"I'm a messed up girl." Sigh, peek through lashes, then "Most of the time I either overreact, or I don't react at all. There's a numb spot where my heart should've been and mouth knows nothing but sarcasm." Lip bite, looking away "I've seen too much to make me this. " Eyebrow raised, then "You're a messed up girl." A light nod making the dark tousled hair bounce. "You don't know how to react or how to listen to your heart." Fidgeting with fingers, Is he nervous? "You're not sarcastic you're defensive." Smirk. Damn right he can't be nervous. "You haven't seen too much, you've seen one side of life for too long." Another smirk. Alright, where's the police? Trouble is on its way. "It's about time you see the better side". "I don't want you to be my superman, or batman or ironman or-." Another sigh, then "I'm not a mission! I can't be saved" Smirk, then. "I'm not saving you, you don't need to be saved." Smile, wait what? "Babe I'm Your-Man, and I'm here to give you a good time" Book 1 of 'SuperHero' Series.

"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

"What the hell did you do!?" I heard a feminine voice behind me. I groaned and turned around to meet a very angry face. I have never seen a girl this pissed before and honestly speaking, I am a little bit afraid. "She knew what she was getting into. Everyone knows I am player and I never stick to one girl." I shrugged and turned around to walk away. I didn't even take one step when I felt a firm hand on my t-shirt. She took a fist full of my shirt and turned me around so I was facing her. She then held my collar. Damn, she is almost the same height as me and if I would have been any normal guy, I would be terrified of her. "You don't treat girls like trash, asshole. She has feelings, she is not some toy that you got bored from after playing for a while. Apologize to her." She said through gritted teeth pointing towards Leah who was crying her eyes out. I noticed the crowd that started forming around us. I shrugged her hand away from my t-shirt and glared at her. "I will not apologize to anyone." I said slowly through gritted teeth. She is starting to piss me off. No one clashes me and no one stands against me. Even though I am new here, everyone knows that. I saw her eyes go blank and before I could duck, her fist made contact with my face and I felt sharp pain coursing through my nose. I held my nose tight and felt warm liquid flowing to my lips. Olivia Claire is a 16 year old high scholar. She is a fighter who never took anyone's shit and is famous for it. She mostly minds her own business occasionally helping people that might need her. Carter Grayson is a 16 year old guy recently transferred to Olivia's high school. Tall, handsome guy with lean figure, hazel eyes, brown hair and smile to die for. He has been known to be a player in his last high school and he plans on continuing that identity. So, what happens when a typical bad boy clashes with a not-so-nerd bad girl.

*SLOWLY BEING EDITED* Zane had a special mission to accomplish. No one could find out that he's undercover. No one. But with those hazel eyes and her smart mouth he couldn't stay away from her. She was making him feel things he never knew it was possible. Yet bringing her into his world was dangerous especially because of her sudden connection to his case. Katherine has a baggage full of insecurities and trust issues. She never had an official boyfriend and being 24 that's socially unacceptable. The danger those grey eyes emit should scare her away. He was trouble and she knew that but she couldn't help it. The attraction she feels towards him is scaring her. Is it worth taking the risk? ........ "Can you cook?" "I can" "Good, what about laundry and cleaning?" I nodded. "Fuck Angel, you're like the perfect woman and you still want me to be your friend" He joked and found myself laughing. "Because I am the perfect housewife?" I asked arching an eyebrow. "No, because you are the perfect combination of smart, beautiful, and skillful." I blushed at that and I wanted to look away but one of his hands stopped me and turned my face towards him. "Get used to hearing compliments because you're going to hear them often in the future. Now, about my offer..." He gave me an expectant look. I thought for a while. I still wasn't sure it was a good idea but I liked working at the shop and still wanted to work there for a little while. "Alright, let's do it," I said. "Now? Here? Damn Angel, first the fiancé thing, and now this. For someone inexperienced, you sure move fast" He joked and I laughed. *Warning ⚠️* Strong language, triggering topics such as body shaming, depression...

HIM I used to be a heartless man. I did, however, realize that I do have a heart when I first set my eyes on her and felt my heart skip a beat. Her purity and innocence really appeal to me. I've never been so seduced by someone before. I've been with many models but she is different. A good different. She is my best friend's sister but I know only one thing she is mine. Only mine..... HER I've never seen a man more attractive than him. His hazel eyes are both captivating and intimidating. Every time I catch a glimpse of him, my heart starts to flutter. After my brother, he is the first male friend I have. He is so kind and lovely. However, I am aware that he has a heart - a soft one at that - despite the claims that he is a heartless guy. I feel as though my feelings for him are growing...... Read the full prologue inside......... Read the full prologue inside.........

My eyes widened as he locked my lips against his gently. Oh Jesus, he stole my first kiss. He kept licking and sucking my lips as if forced me to open my lips. I pushed his chest slowly and it made him wondering. "What's going on, baby?" "I'm afraid that you'll... leave me after then, Tristan." "Who says, baby?" "Nothing." I looked down at my lap. "I'm just afraid because this is my first kiss and you just stole it with no my permit." He let out a soft chuckled, tilting my chin up to look at him. "I stole it because you already stole my heart first. It's worth it, isn't it?" "Did you... try to flirt me?" "I told the truth, sweetheart." He answered solemnly. "If you don't trust me, you can feel that." He instantly kissed me for twice. I could not help but kissed him back. I did not know why suddenly I opened my lips for him. His tongue traveled inside my lips softly, kept sucking and playing with my tongue so gently. Moreover, he kept groaning inside my lips since earlier. I ran my hand through his quiff dark brown hair and maybe his quiff hair was messy already. I overwhelmed with his kissing. He was so unstoppable for kissing me. I kept holding my moaned as could as possible because I was shy if my moaned was so annoyed for him. Slowly, his kissing was getting deeper as if he wanted to eat the whole my lips. And I guessed his love was changed to be desire already. "Tristan." I pushed him on the chest softly. "You're too... quick. I can't kiss you quickly yet." "I'm sorry, baby." He chuckled. "I forgot that I'm your first kiss." "If you're my first kiss... How about me?" I asked cautiously. "Am I your... second kiss? Third?" He smiled. "You're my last."

It's pure euphoria. When he finally pulls away, I ache for his touch, immediately missing the warmth of his lips. "Fuck, Zayn," he murmurs, burying his face in the crook of my neck. "Why do you make me so happy?" His words catch me off guard. I close my eyes, letting his tender kisses guide my heart. Scott draws back, cupping my face and scattering kisses all over it. I giggle at his playful affection. "I've never felt this way about anyone before," he confesses, his brown eyes locking with mine. "You make me happy just by smiling. My heart races when you're this close. And by the way, you're a fantastic kisser." I blush and turn my gaze away. "I'm happy too, Scott. But what does this mean? What about Jess? What about my mother? This feels so wrong. I don't know-" He silences me with another kiss. "Don't worry about that," he says, his eyes sparkling. "We have each other. That's all that matters, right?" I nod, and he leans in for another kiss. "Let me enjoy this," he murmurs between kisses. "Because, damn, I can't get enough of you." ••• Zayn Parker is against love and romance. In fact, he doesn't believe in it and he definitely assures himself that no one will ever fall in love with him or vice versa. Maybe he is wrong. Scott Young is handsome, charming and irresistibly sexy. He has been Jessica Parker's boyfriend for almost a year now yet he always felt something for her twin brother. Can Zayn keep his indestructible walls up forever? Or can Scott break them down? Follow these two as they get lost in the middle of nowhere trying to find their way back home.

"You know I'll find out who did that to you. And they better wish for a headstart." I snap my gaze up. His voice turned awry in my ears at the menacing promise. I stare at him, blinking. "Why are you so obsessed with knowing who did this to me?" "Why are you so stubborn to keep it a secret?" I look down, dreading my answer. "Because I'm afraid what you'll do if you know." His eyes spark with sabotage. "Good." )( )( Aiden Martinez has always been viewed to let his anger get the best of him, and his whole life to assemble a root of all ominous to come. When he finds himself back in the town that has mistreated him the most, his hellish mind is made up. But when those ample seizing blue eyes capture him-that obsessive passion for her ignites again, vowing her innocence to ruins. Mia Heart has always had the privilege to make his skin crawl with gaucheness and now that his eyes fall on hers again, her life is bound to his. He won't have it any other way. When a flame falls, a timorous spark ignites light. A pledge Aiden holds turns all bound to the consequences into ashes. But when Mia's life comes in between his vengeance-who will shatter first? Mia? Aiden? Or the strings that divide them apart?

"Umm.. You know what Angel? Your body smells like rose. Your hoodie smells like lavender and you. Urgh" He groaned and I blushed of the position we are standing focused my gaze at ground. "Let me check again." He smirked and lifted my chin and tenderly peck my lips. "Umm. Maybe...." He tapped his chin with his finger and folded on arm and the muscles bulged out of his shirt which is rolled upto sleeves. "Ah. Yes it maybe berry, no raspberry, nah, str- yes strawberry. You taste like strawberry and you know what I am so gonna taste this strawberry everyday. And never let anyone touch it. 'Cause you are mine." He said with great passion and possession dripping in every word. Why dear lord why he have to stick around me only ..... He pecked my cheeks and tugged my arm and storm out of the room dragging me along. ••••••• Amelia Stewart, a normal girl of Prescott high school. Fed up of the drama she faced months back now shifts to Florida with her mother. Yup. Divorce. Now expect a normal and smooth senior and obviously last year. Always hid her curves and body under a hoodie . But what happens when unfortunately while walking in the grocery store checkin the expiry date of chips. Hah, funny. She bumps into the most.... Okay well a boy for now. And the zip of the hoodie slip down and the boy is now obsessed with her smell. Now. Meet Ashton Ryder, the player with Greek god type looks girls swoon over him. He is in the same school. Pockets filled with money. Perks of being a baby of rich daddy. Yeah when HE bumps into our sweet Amelia and got obsessed with her smell and her curves an--- But the worst starts from when the secrets unfold and the obsessed loverof Amelia came back to grab her back. Will Ashton be able to save her. Roller coaster of emotions. Past came running back. From i see. Not a good future ahead. Started on : 20 may 2018. End:♡♡ Join both to know more. 👑👑💋💋👑👑 #524 in Romance ~12 . Dec. 2018 #53 in Romance

She looks up at me, taking a step forward and smiling slightly, "How can I ever get hurt when I have you here to protect me?" "But you could have gotten hurt," I murmur softly, hanging my head and feeling my shoulders drop, the tension seeping from my body. "No. Stop," She cuts me off sternly but tenderly, "Don't talk like that, Reece. I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay," She speaks softly, reaching her hand up to gently brush her thumb over my cheek, just under the cut that's there. "We're okay," I repeat, taking a small step closer to her. She nods with a small smile, moving her hand down from my cheek and instead placing the palm of her hand on my chest, right over my heart. I know she can feel how fast my heart is beating. I just don't know why it's doing that. ~ Reece Carter is the bad boy of Northwood High. He smokes and he fights. He has countless tattoos covering his body. And he doesn't care about anything or anyone else. Layla Stevens is your average seventeen year-old girl, just trying to get through high school, with the friends she loves and doing the things she loves. When these two cross paths accidentally in an unusual way, they leave and never expect to speak to each other again. But fate has other plans. Layla finds her way into Reece's life and Reece doesn't know what to do about it. This ray of Sunshine suddenly meant something to him. She understood him when it seemed like no one else did. And he protected her from everyone who tried to hurt His Sunshine. Get ready for a story filled with bad pick-up lines, twin telepathy and a lot of fighting. Like, a LOT. Thanks for that one, Reece.