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)

#1 in Jealousy "I don't get it!" I yell while hurrying to catch up with him. "You don't need to get it!" he hisses out, not sounding tired after jogging for 20 minutes straight. While I on the other hand am heaving for my breath. "Why are you so hell bent on finding out who kissed you at Trevor's stupid party?!" No response. "It was just a kiss!" I try again. He stops up abruptly, turning around in a swift motion glowering down at me. I gulp. "Just a kiss?!" he whispers, I nod my head hesitantly. "JUST A KISS?!" I shrink back. He inches closer, his heavenly built towering over me. Forehead to forehead, nose to nose...disappointingly not mouth to mouth... I lick my lips slowly. He looks down, gulping before slightly moving away. "Just a kiss." I confirm. His blazing eyes find mine again. "No, it was not just a kiss! Maybe for her, but not for me!" "Why not?!" I press on. "BECAUSE SHE STOLE MY FIRST KISS!!" I gasp loudly, staggering back. His fingers graze his lips slowly before he snaps out of it, turns around and storms away. This time I don't bother following him, I am in shock. I Accidentally Stole The Bad Boy's First Kiss... ••• Completed | ✓ Unedited (Read at your own risk)

"Breathtakingly beautiful."he whispers against my ear. I can hear the anticipation in his voice. His lips crash up against mine, this being my first kiss I just stay their without movement. He gently tugs at my bottom lip and I gasp. His tongue takes that as a chance and it slides into my mouth, he tastes like peppermint. His tongue moves gracefully, my body takes over and it begins to rock against his chest making Kane groan like a beast. "Yes mama rock for me." he growls into my mouth and I obey his commands. ◊ • ◊ • ◊ Obstacles and mountains were crossed by them, but there will always be another problem to solve, Because if not this would not be reality. ѕнє ωαѕи'т αωαяє вυт ѕнє ωαѕ αℓωαуѕ, h̾i̾g̾h̾ fσя нιм. ◊ • ◊ • ◊ тнєу ωєяє вσтн вяσкєи. ѕσ тнєу ℓєт тнє h̾i̾g̾h̾ ¢σиѕυмє тнєм. ◊ • ◊ • ◊ ⚠️This book contains: Sexual scenes, and harsh language. Ranks: #1-spicy 8/4/18 #2- reality 8/3/18 #2- mama 7/26/18 #6-thick 8/4/18 All Rights Reserved to CagedinLimbo. Please do not take any of my ideas. All events in this book came from my imagination. Thank you!

Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Prologue Shadows engulfed his angelic features oozing devilish intentions. It wasn't until he took a step towards her did the gravity of situation descended upon and even then she couldn't do anything but shake in fear. She knew making a run for it won't do a thing, calling was not an option and if she screamed...she opened her mouth to shrill but a meek plea came out. Her body's lack of response terrified her, tears gathered in her orbs with horrible anticipation. With his each step nearer she gripped the frame of her window tighter hoping to keep her balance. It took him three steps to be inches away from her body. He slowly took his suit jacket off, making himself comfortable as he amusingly watched her shaken face. She was so horror-stricken to even look at his face. She gulped as his hand cupped her neck in a gentle grip, guiding her eyes to his. His eyes slipped from the hold of her eyes to her lips in a second. She grew self conscious all over again. His heated gaze on her lips was unwavering. In the moment of bewilderment and growing self awareness her tongue unconsciously wiped her lips wet and it was all it took for him to descent on her lips. Description Had it been upto him he'd have broken her down to pieces and never put her togather, instead, he let her build herself, he watched her collapse and stand, die and live, float and drown all the while playing her body like a putty in his hand. Her husband had never been gentle, his ways was one of his kind. He read her like a book and used her spells against her. She was vividly aware of what she was getting herself into but nothing could prepare her for the don who brought everyone on his feet and she was no exception. How would she survive his ways or even would she?

Here she is. I can see the slope of her spine through that thin shirt. She's made of angles I ache to smooth with a hand, but I'd use my lips if she asked. I brush her knuckles with mine. Her skin is cold, but she flips her palm for more contact. I lace our fingers. It's enough to make her look at me. As those kaleidoscopic eyes meet mine, I hold my breath. Then she sets her lips just under my jaw. It rips the air from my lungs. It's the softest thing I've ever felt. "What was that for," I breathe. She pulls back, lashes damp, and whispers, "You're the kind of person that should be kissed." 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 BOOK TWO C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ romance & friendship ❤︎ yearning Copyright © 2021-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved

"I wouldn't mind watching you. Maybe we could tan together this summer." He suggested. "Without having tan lines." I could feel the smirk playing on his lips. I lightly slapped his chest. "Don't ruin my mood with your cockiness." "I think I made it a lot better." "Well, keep going and you'll have to deal with your boner yourself." I teased. "Why does it always come back to my boner?" He asked with a smile playing on his lips. "Because it's just so huge." I said absentmindedly. "Is it now?" He raised a brow at me. I stripped myself away from him and pouted as I folded my arms across my chest. "That's not what I was supposed to say." "Hmm," He nodded. "What were you supposed to say then?" "That it's just as annoying as you." I laughed. SUMMARY: After the death of her father, Blake moves in with her estranged mother and twin sister. Coping with her father's death was one thing and being involved in dirty work is another. Add a bad boy to fall for on her plate and things can't be more messed up. She tries to start a new life but ghosts from her past just aren't ready to leave her. Question is, can she make it through and have a happy ending or not? Give it a few chapters, nobody gets the hang of writing their first book immediately. It gets better story wise and writing wise, I promise. HIGHEST RANKING #1

"Let me be clear, piccola - you've unlocked a side of me I didn't know I had. And if you think you can keep me up all night, pushing boundaries, I'm going to show you exactly how ruthless I can be." My pulse quickened. "What do you mean?" I whispered, trying to steady my voice. His fingers slid down my side, tracing a slow, deliberate path. "The same way I close deals without mercy, I don't hold back in here." His eyes darkened, locking onto mine with fierce intensity. "You're not fragile. So I'm betting you can take more than a little roughness." I swallowed hard, words catching in my throat. "Good." His touch grew firmer, pressing into my skin with purpose. "But don't mistake that for lack of care." He softened just enough to make my breath hitch. "I want to break you down... but I'll cherish every part of you, even when you're trembling." His thumb brushed over a sensitive spot, sending heat flooding through me. "Now tell me, amore... what do you crave? What do you want me to push you into?" My voice came out shaky but honest. "Bondage. Control. Dirty words. Pain... edging..." A slow, satisfied smile spread over his lips. "You have no idea what you just invited."

THANK YOU FOR ALL YOUR SUPPORT<3 "Im serious kitten. No one believes me." I got angry. "So you told everyone that you stole her innocence, laughed at her, treated her like shit and now you're here pitying yourself." He got angry. "Hails the story isn't true. I didn't do it." A moment of silence. We were both staring at each other trying to read each other. I finally spoke up. "Dont call me Hails." He looked confused but then he smirked. "Ok kitten it is." I grew angrier. "No not kitten. HAILEY. That is my name and that is what you will call me. I am not your pet to call me kitten and you dont deserve to call me Hails. GOT IT?!" He was shocked by my outburst but then he smiled. Not a smirk but a real smile. "Ok Hailey, I just wanted to tell you thank you for...you know Friday." "Yeah yeah no problem. " I was about to walk away but then he turned his back and was cursing himself. I had 2 choices: pretend to not see him and walk away or... well lets just say I did something reckless and stupid. I walked up to him and hugged him from behind. He was definitely not expecting that and he was stiff. A second later he loosened up and turned around and hugged me the proper way. He hugged me TIGHTLY. So tight I couldn't escape even if I wanted too. Honestly, I didn't want too. I know this is weird and all but that hug was real and full of emotion if that makes any sense. I felt his sadness through it. I decided to break the silence and whispered, "Why me?" He whispered back, "Why you what?" "Why did you decide to tell me?" "Because you're the only girl who doesn't giggle every time I speak." We both chuckled. We were still hugging mind you. "Hailey, I'm sorry I just feel so... so..." He couldn't find the right word but I knew it. I finished for him. "Alone." He moved just enough to look into my eyes. He was still holding me. His eyes were unreadable. I got scared, thinking I said or did something wrong. But then he smiled. "Yeah...alone."

★ 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁... 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁.* A love story written in whispers, in half smiles, in the quiet spaces where words dare not go. It's about a boy who loved too much and a girl who carried the sky in her lungs - fragile, fleeting, yet infinite. Their journey isn't about forever... it's about the beauty of right now. ─── ୨୧ ─── 𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗔 𝗞𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗬𝗔𝗣 The girl with quiet eyes and a smile softer than starlight. Fragile yet brave, she lived tethered to the hiss of her oxygen, carrying constellations in her silence. She found comfort in books, in the glow of fairy lights, in the kind of love that didn't demand too much of her. She never believed she'd become someone's entire world... until he looked at her like she was the universe itself. 𓆩 𓆪 𝗩𝗜𝗩𝗔𝗔𝗡 𝗔𝗥𝗢𝗥𝗔 The boy with laughter like sunshine and warmth that could melt walls. A dreamer, a giver, a boy who played life like his favorite song always in rhythm, always in joy. But when he saw her, the world shifted suddenly, every smile, every heartbeat, every dream began and ended with her. He wasn't afraid of her fragility he held it like something sacred. 𓂃 ࣪ ˖ ⛰️ In a world where time slips too fast, their story lingers slow like fading sunsets, unspoken promises, and a love too big for the days they were given. ─── ୨୧ ─── ✦ ˚ 02 ' 🪐 ☆ "Breathless Stars" ☆ Ellie ✎ @the_wtpd_gurly When she was a " इतना न मुझसे तू प्यार बढ़ा " And he was a " इसलिए तुझसे में प्यार करु "