Michelle Morgan works at the top-secret SSOST ( Secret Society Of Smart Teens) She and her best friend, Jordan, are called to Miami for, after years of training, their first mission. They are to uncover a teen bomber who has been making friends with the wrong people and bombing several SSOST sites. Unfortunately, there is a slight problem. Michelle used to live in Miami and all her old bullies, haters, and enemies are still there, in the same high school which she is to attend. Will Michelle finally stand up to them? Or will they rip open the half-healed wounds of the past, putting the safety of the mission-and her-in danger?

I know love. I know what it does to you. I also know where it leads you. I know love only brings destruction. I have been there and suffered through the trauma it brought. I had to deal with the consequences. I may tell you I love you, but it’s all a lie. I will never break the promise I made that fateful day. Words cannot begin to describe how painful it is to lose the single most important person in your life. So I promised myself that no one was going to feel my love again, I enclosed my self from the brutal feeling. Besides the three people I have left, I cannot say I love anyone. ------------ I just started university, hoping for a fresh start. That will be good for me, right? But after my first class, I’m not so sure. That’s when I met him. That’s the day he started going against all my morals. And even though I never let him close, I always find myself making up excuses for his actions. I find myself debating with myself because love and hate turned out to not be that different as I first thought. *on-going* (This story is only edited with Grammarly so please excuse any grammatical mistakes as English isn't my first language.)

The story of a girl named Jade who moved into a new town and the boy named Riley who lived next door. The true definition of opposites attract. Not your typical love story

Lucas Santiago is world's biggest money laundering boss. He is suave, self-absorbed and manipulative and loves his life full of guns, fights, designer clothing and women. The thirty-four years old, hot shot, valorous lord of world’s largest money laundering mafia, that knew of only two things in his life. Guns and Women. And also… alcohol and his business. So basically, four things. When his armory deal in New York is raided by the commissioner, he orders his men to kidnap the commissioner's daughter, a day before her wedding. As a confusion, instead of the bride, her cousin, Arya Scott gets abducted. Arya Scott is a beautiful, brown headed, witty girl, who has excellent combat skills. But her only flaw is her memory, as she suffers from Amnesia. Taking advantage of her memory loss, Lucas uses Arya by making her believe that she is his spy against the Gordon family and makes him work for her. He makes her, his human war machine, while leading to adventures where she starts picking back the pieces of her memories. Fighting enemies, mafias, wars and gangs; the fire within Arya clashes with the ice within Lucas's heart. He is no hero but a scheming villain, while she is the hero everyone deserves. How will this no good versus no bad combination blend and ignite the fire between the two? Click follow and read to find out more.

“Eurus, please!” I begged. “Please what baby?” he pretended not to know what. I didn’t know whether the ache was a good ache, or a bad ache. I just knew, I needed release of some kind. “Please move!” “No.” He said: “I like where I am.” He smiled innocently at me. I started moving and he grabbed my hips pushing deeper inside me, if that was even possible. “I said I like where I am!” He growled at me. “Eurus! If you don’t stop playing games with me and fuck me soon, I am going to …”, “To what babe?” he sat there very happy with himself. I might be a novice practically, but I learnt a lot from Megan’s books and practiced! I started pulling my sweet spot muscles together and that got his attention quickly. “What are you doing little girl?” he asked slightly out of breath. “Nothing …” I said smiling innocently, carrying on with tightening and letting go of my sweet spot muscles, knowing what effect it had on a man, so it should do the same to a wolf.