"Are you afraid of me?" He said, dropping his hand from my arm and wrapping it around my waist.
"I-I d-don't, I-I c-can't." I struggled to speak but I couldn't get any words out.
He let go of me and raked his hand through his hair.
"What is it about you?" He asked and grazed my cheeks with his fingers lightly. "Sorry birdie but I can't stop myself anymore. I'm going to kiss you now.”
Emily Chesterfield is a shy and innocent nerd. Her life changes drastically when she begins her junior year. She attracts the attention of the school's bad boy and billionaire's son, Ace Hilton. However, that is not all as she also attracts the attention of a criminal syndicate. What happens when she falls for the bad boy who is trying to keep her safe from the criminal syndicate?

"Blondie..." Judah trailed as if he was thinking real hard about something. "I'm giving you an out," he said finally.
"A what?"
"You don't need to do this with me. This whole... practice kissing thing, too. I think we’ve done enough. This game is getting too out of hand. You should just back out now, while you can. Because this isn't gonna end well for you,"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell are you talking about?" I scoffed and my voice was seriously high-pitched.
"I told you, you girls always have to attach emotions to everything. I can already feel it coming. So I'm telling you, you better run now or you're gonna end up falling for me, fast and hard," he said.
I snorted a real loud laugh instantly. It was a reflex of some sort.
"Judah, are you high or something?” I paused to gauge his reaction, but he remained serious. “Look, I can assure you, you don't have to worry about that. I'm not even attracted to you in the slightest," my laughter was maniacal and somewhat insulting.
“Oh really?” he asked.
“Yes, really,” I said reassuringly. “I have my feelings in check. So if there’s anyone that’s going to fall, that person won’t be me,”
Judah crossed his arms and let out an irritated laugh. Clearly, he took my words as a challenge as he raised an eyebrow and his lips twitched into a smirk. He stepped off his bike and moved closer to me. I stepped back in response, hitting the red brick wall behind me. My laughter died down instantly as he put both arms next to my face so that I was completely trapped between him and the wall.
"Alright Blondie, if that's how you wanna play it," he said lowly. "Game on,"
I looked up to see his dark amber eyes boring into mine, a predatory glint in his eyes. I suddenly felt weak and helpless, as if I was a little rabbit about to be swallowed whole by a lion. I gulped instinctively as he leaned closer to me.
"Tell your heart I'm gonna steal it," he murmured to my ears.

Off to the human world, I could pretend to be just an ordinary girl with ordinary hormonal girl problems.
As everyone knew, I would be the one to replace my father as the future Luna and leader of the underground workings of the city. I had a front-row seat to the back-alley politics of the city.
The reality is for a wolf at seventeen, your world is never the same. It can be a lot of pressure. Even more so when you are the daughter of the alpha and are the future Luna of the pack.
Off to the human world where I could forget about all the mating stuff and pretend to be just an ordinary girl with ordinary hormonal girl problems.
Jackson Douglas was the town's bad boy, right down to his slick black hair, leather jacket, and boots. Pulling right up on the sidewalk was a primer black muscle car. Clearly, it had a lot of time, but into the motor and parts under the hood. V8 from the sound of the engine even in Idol.
"Thanks, but I think I’ll just call an Uber.” I turned to walk away but he caught my arm. “First off I have your phone, secondly you really do want to get in the car with me so I can get you home safely.” All of a sudden, looking in his eyes I wanted to do exactly that. All the irritation and creeps I was getting off our city’s bad boy were gone. I felt relaxed. Whatever was happening it didn’t seem to have complete control over my mouth though. “Fine, anywhere but home though and I will find something to stab you with.” With a huge smile now plastered on his face he simply said “Deal.” and we walked to his car. I opened the door so I could slide in. Oddly gentleman-like for the bad boy I thought, and it made me giggle. This was not good at all.
Darkness fell around us. The danger creeped in like a fog making it almost impossible to see a way out. This was it I thought, the end. The end of everything I know, everything I want. At that thought anger like I had never felt before burned within me like the fires of hell willing me to unleash them. To allow them to burn this world to the ground and everyone who dares to harm those that I loved. I no longer wanted to hold the fire back. I wanted to let it loose. Allow it to consume me. Looking around at those who were my friends and family, those who were here to fight with me who barely knew me, just believed in what we were here to fight for. I let go. I released the flames of rage. I felt the burn as they took over my thoughts and body doing what had to be done...

Their mouths were inches apart, their breaths mingling.
Aaron gently pulled down the straps of her dress, sliding them off her shoulders. She took a deep breath, feeling exposed under his intense gaze, her vulnerability and nervousness evident. He inhaled the scent of mint that surrounded her, overwhelming his senses. She winced when his hand tenderly touched her wound. "I apologize, babygirl. I was careless and failed to protect you," he whispered, taking a sharp breath. He tightly grasped the hem of her dress in response.
She was heartbroken when she realized that her father had sold her to the devil of her life for 100 million. She made it difficult for him to cope with his carnal desires. Not only did he have to deal with her attitude, but also her tantrums.

"Eric was my nemesis. The school bully had a laser focus on me as his target. As if high school wasn't hard enough.
Even worse, he was quite possibly the one person that seemed to know me best.
All I wanted was to avoid Eric but he had a knack for showing up whenever I wanted to avoid him most.
Then we made that bet...
I believed that the only girl dirt biker in the contest, Tomboy, would win this year. But Eric thought otherwise...And he was willing to bet me a week of slavery on it.
We'll see who is obeying who by week's end..."