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*used to be named tutoring the badboy* ❝"You're also wearing a devil costume," he states walking towards me, which causes me to move backwards. "What does that say about your personality," he adds when my body hits the wall behind me. His face now closer to mine and his body only inches away. My stomach starts to do flips and I'm not sure if I have butterflies or if I'm nauseous. "Hmm?" He smirks. A smirk creeps onto my face as I grab the back of his neck and move closer to his ear. "I guess you'll never know," I whisper and let go of my grip, soon walking away and making sure to sway my hips slightly.❞ *** Lucas is one of the Badboys of the school and he keeps bumping into Paige. She tries not to fall in love with him, because he is one of her best friends' ex, but soon she tutors him and has to do a Spanish project with him. What will she do when she realizes she might be in love with him? *** #4 in humor (08/03/2021)

In which an unknowingly hilarious girl just can't seem to leave him alone, and he can't understand why. (Or) I groan and flop into the chair in front of the hoodie clad boy, more like man. Over here lookin like a graffiti board, hah. Kidding, his tattoos are beautiful. Like him. Whys he sitting by himself anyway? Shouldn't girls be over here running each other over for him? He only glares at me while I lay my arms on the edge of his desk and prop my chin on them, looking at him directly. "You have really pretty eyes, you know." Started: 04/05/17 Completed: --/--/--

Everyone has their little fairytale which they believe will come true someday. Hell, they all have that itsy dream they hold on to just for survival. But for me, I had hell on earth. Every part of my life was a deceitful act of kindness.. Or at least I felt so. I found myself in the midst of the devil who deprived me of breath as he scanned me to see if I was actually worth it. If I was worth a try...the risk..his bosom. Twisted in love, hurt by the one I looked up to, I found myself vulnerable to basic bullshit. How in Hell's name do I get rid of the flaws in my life just to be like every normal girl? Just to be someone's "only one?" "I really don't want to meet anyone" I half smiled to the blonde girl who sat beside me taking a sip at her whiskey. "Hey, it's me. Quinn Adams, your bestie. Don't say no to me. I got a Friend who's dying to meet you" she smirked turning to her side. My eyes met his sharp intimidating eyes. There he was again, draining me of my color and very existence. "Come on, he's been waiting" she dragged me by the arm, heading for the bar. Quinn's drunken state caused me to bump into him in a fuss. "I'm so sorry" I said quickly said as I felt my mouth go dry at his bad boy demeanor. "It's fine, mind if I buy you a drink?" He offered with a smile. That was it. With that smile, I was lured into the lions den, waiting innocently to be devoured. All false hopes darling....

Innocence is subjective. When push comes to shove: things change. And sometimes you just have to try not to explode. Pure's always been bullied for her name. When Pure and her parents move to a new town in Florida because "sex by the beach" would be fun, Pure was optimistic. But that optimism quickly faded at her new school where the bullying continued over something she had no control over. With daggers coming at her from all angles, will she survive high school? Completed. Word count [80,000 - 100,000] * "You look very beautiful tonight." A cocky grin spread across his handsome face. "Don't I always?" I teased, sticking my tongue out. "Of course you do!" He said smoothly, rolling his eyes at my foolishness. "So, how about instead of just sitting there, would you like to dance?" He beamed confidently. "With who?" I grinned, taking his hand. *** (This is my first story completed 2016, excuse the grammar and spelling mistakes, I will go back and revise all of it once I'm done.) BOOK 2 IS COMPLETED: Business Contract Book 3 is COMPLETED: Eleanor's Demise

SHORT CHAPTERS ------ He rips my phone from my hand again and puts it behind him. "Tell me how it works then." "We have to kiss." He looks at me for a few seconds, then grins. I recognize that smile. He's thinking of something mischievous. "A kiss?" "What? Are you worried of kissing me?" His hand swiftly finds the back of my head. A slight tug on my hair and a swift lean in for a kiss leaves me breathless. But breath seems unnecessary. His tongue invades my mouth with a rough yet skilled dance, leading me onto his lap. My hands explore his body, tracing the contours of his chest and arms. ----------------------- Dive into the exhilarating world of Romeo and Juliet as they elevate the game to unprecedented heights. As the reigning players of their school, they're mirror images of each other, identical in spirit but divided by gender. They embark on a daring test of wits and wills against each other. Will they emerge victorious or descend into a battle so fierce they might just claw their eyes out? Ps: This is story has nothing to do with Thank you, Romeo. In fact, this inspired Thank you, Romeo.

It was a tragic love. A beautiful, sad, misleading tragedy. Her and him, bathing in an ocean of anger for the other. But once they couldn't fight the attraction for each other they started to mess around. Fury became lust, lust became love, and love, love became loneliness, depression and gloom. Why would he leave her? Why would he brake up with her without an explanation? Why would hurt too when he was the one to make the choice? What was he trying to protect her from? But the sadness changed into something else when he came back. It brought back buried feelings. Feelings that were supposed to be dead. Yet they were more alive than ever. He hadn't forgotten her after four years and neither had she. There was something else going on, something bigger. Something that revealed why he had left. Something that put them both back in danger, but therefore back together. And closer than ever. All physically, emotionally and marital status wise.

We were a team. A confidence team, gaining your trust and ripping you off for every penny we could squeeze out of you. Stealing millions between pickpocketing, elaborate schemes against the rich, and knocking off banks; we made it big. We were good, really good at what we did. This time we were too greedy. We couldn't pass up a 4 million dollar art con. Each couple would have walked away with 2 million dollars and we could have settled down and finally started the family we had talked about for years. But he disappeared......in the middle of the night, abandoning me. Until he returned with a bullet hole in his arm and desperation in his eyes. Begging me to help him one last time, but could I ever forgive him? Could I ever look past his betrayal of leaving me in Tennessee to fend for myself and fight off the cops myself? ●●●●●●●●●●●●●● "What were the first words you ever spoke to me?" He asked softly, his thumbs wiping away the wetness from my cheeks. "No." I choked out. "Don't! I don't want to say it." "You said...Hi, my name is Alexis and I just moved into my grandparent's house across the street. Can I play with you? And I knew the moment I laid eyes on you...." "You were 10 years old, you didn't know shit." I croaked. "I may have been 10, but I knew a beautiful girl when I saw one. And you blew the rest of the world out of the water. I may have saved you by leaving you in Tennessee, but at least you still had your grandparents. I had no one if I didn't have you."

He stares right at me, "You eat like a pig." "You look like a pig." I rolled my eyes, continuing to eat. "A pretty damn sexy pig." He winked. "You might be a sexy pig, but you talk like a donkey." "Are you agreeing that I'm sexy?" He narrowed his eyes, smirking. "No...I didn't mean it like that. I just..." I blushed. The nerve of this boy. __________________________________________ Cassie Davis. A girl leading her normal life. She has great grades, an amazing personality, and two better than awesome best friends. Insert in Carter Wayford. A type of guy Cassie Davis hates. In other words, he's a bad boy...Carter Wayford the bad boy. A guy with a flirtatious personality filled with sarcasm and sass. One day when Cassie's best friend leaves her 'for good', Cassie needs to find a way to get revenge. Well, the best person to help her with that? Carter Wayford. But Carter Wayford will only help her if she wins a bet. Little does she know that this bet will change everything... A bet with the bad boy. _______________________ Please read at your own risk! This story involves lots swearing and other mature ideas and one stunning bad boy bound to make you swoon! xoxo -Meggie |||Highest Rank: #38 in Teen Fiction||| [COMPLETED]

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.

"You're such a jerk" I say, my cheeks heating up. "Oh really,?" He said, taking a step closer and his breath fanned my face. I didn't know what to say or to do. Was I doing something wrong? He leaned in, when the door opened. My brother just looked at us. * Brianna. Your typical girl. Shy, lovely and adorable. Funny too. Alex. Your bad boy. Dorky, but lovely. Brianna's brother leaves his best friend in charge to keep his adorable sister safe. Little did he know they will grow feelings of each other. With some ups and downs, they soon admitted their feelings, but will it last long? Will the bad boy start being soft and lovely for his crush? The real question is, What will her brother do? What will he feel? Betrayed? Surprised? Angry? Happy? All of them? Read to find out! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED* STRONG LANGUAGE* MATURE CONTENT*