It all started with the bet he made with his friends, he thought it was going to be like others but little did he know that this particular bet would change everything about him forever. Meet Liam Parker, every lady's dream man. He's hot, rich powerful and have different whores at his beck and call. He has tasted almost every girl in school well except one particular nerd and they're in the same class of course. Meet Aubrey Connor, the pretty gentle nerd that no one associates with because they think she's poor and not up to their class. She dresses like a nerd to school but her parents aren't really poor, just that she doesn't want attention or popularity. But what happens when she becomes a victim of the bet among the popular and hottest guys in school, she definitely isn't the first person to fall into their trap but will her case be different or is it just going to be like the other bets in the past? Find out in this interesting and intriguing story. TBC....... ©️ Tricia

When I met Timothy Adams, he had nothing but a guitar. " I was rich and He was poor. I was plain and He was beautiful. I ached for the spotlight, he made his music in the dark. Yet he looked at me in a way like my rock star rich father and our snobby classmates never did like I mattered. I never saw it coming when Timothy Adams moved in with us to lived and work with my dad and attend Oakwood School. He seduced my enemies to get vengeance. He betrayed our friendship and crushed my heart to become a rebel prince in Oakwood School. I'll never forgive Timothy who I used to ache for. But some nights that he makes me want to be with him forever.

His muscle clenched, his eyes darkening. He took a step forward, "A boy like me?" I moved back, "mm... a boy like you." I said softly. "I don't know what you're talking about Norah. But I want to get to know you because you’re beautiful-" He took a step front and I took one back. "-funny, cute" Another step. "-confusing" Another step. "- different." My back pressed against the cold metal of the locker I was now pressed against. Aaron took another step closer, staring at me intensely. I gulped, my heart was beating so wildly I think it’s going to burst out. Our bodies are now pressing against each other. My mouth run dry and my eyes lower to his lips then back to his electrifying eyes. "And because," his eyes sweep around my face, "because if I don't get to know you, I'll be missing out on all a lot of things, I'll probably go mad." He moved away and I released the breath I was holding, "Parking lot, after school." He walked away after sparing me one last glance. I slide down till I'm sitting on the floor, on the floor that a hundred students have stepped on. Ignore people stares or the fact that I'm going to be late to my next class. All I can think of as I stare at Aaron freaking Lee Altamira is, "How on earth is it possible for someone to be gorgeous like that?" *****

Warning: Adults Only - Contains dark and mature scenes. ******************************* He’d just had sex with his enemy's daughter . Roman waited, waited for the sense of wrongness he half-expected to feel, but it never came. The sex with her had been good. More than good. Shaking the thought off, he focused on his plans for revenge. The girl was almost his. Almost. Turning his head, Roman looked at Arriane. She was sleeping like a baby, foolishly oblivious to what a monster she was snuggled up to. ******************************* Arriane Forbes has always dreamed of meeting Mr. Right. Roman Volkov, a cynical billionaire who has a grudge against Arriane's father, is certainly not her Mr. Right. Cold, manipulative, and ruthless, he's not a nice man and he doesn't pretend to be. But even villains can fall in love, can they?

I sassed and got out of his grip ready to move out of the room when he pulled me by my elbow and the next second I was pushed on the visitor's chair. He trapped me completely by keeping his palms on the arms of the chair. I'm not lying, I swear at that moment I felt as if he did a magic spell not allowing air to go into my lungs. "I tried to tell you patiently.", I scoffed at his words. Patience and he don't go in a single f*cking sentence. He gripped my chin making me look into his eyes."Now listen carefully Miss, I want you for Kia as her babysitter. Tell me how much you'll take and we can seal the deal." This time it was me who blinked once, twice and thrice. "But I don't want to work for you." See the reason was absolutely clear. I liked the kid since the moment I met her but I hated this man since the moment I gazed into his eyes. I would have been more than glad to take care of her only if she was not related to Mr Arnold. "How much?" I frowned."You really think your money can make everyone dance on your tips?" "1200 dollars a week." I rolled my eyes making him lean towards me." 1500?" "Make it 15000 and still I won't work for you.", I retorted and pushed him. I walked to the door and gave him one glance."Next time when you talk to me, make sure you keep all your richness aside. That's one thing that I never want to see you again, you self-centred CEO." "We shall see." *** Fiesty but broken. Brave but lonely. Passionate but sensitive. That's Arielle Summers. For everyone, Money, Assets and happiness may be supreme but to her, self-respect is prime. Cold and reckless. Commanding and ruthless. Calculative and emotionless. That's Nicolas Arnold. For him, everything starts with money and ends with power because he believes Wealth is Power. Two worlds, absolutely opposite. What will happen when they clash?

"It's time for your punishment!" Leila's heartbeat accelerated, her breathing hitched when she heard Nate's words. He pushed her down on the sofa, pressed his body flat on top of her, and pinned her hands above her head. Even before he launched, she knew what was coming, not sure if she wanted it or not. "You've been so naughty." Nate whispered while rubbing his lips against Leila's edges wildly, and his tongue forcibly parted her lips, slipping inside her mouth. She put up a fight, feeling his hands stroking and exploring all over her body. His tongue forced hers into the entangling chase. Nate Hill was a danger! He yanked the straps and upper part of her nightgown down, his mouth devouring her breasts. "No! please! Stop it!" She begged him weakly when he started to pull her panties down. She wanted to cry, again scared he would rape her. Should she tell him? Tell him she was a virgin? Would it matter to him? ************************************************** Leila had never expected that an accidental kiss would brought her a contract marriage. Nate Hill was known as a womanizer billionaire, handsome while ruthless. He had been changing his fucktoys more often than his socks. His parents forced him to get married within days so he desperately needed a fake wife. Once betrayed by his ex, he swore not to fall in love again, he considered women as trouble, so Leila Swift was a perfect choice. Her ugly tomboy look was definitely not his cup of tea. Little did he know, Leila was a gorgeous beauty. She disguised herself as a tomboy for some reason. As she knew well about Nate's playboy life, she despised him and ensured that she would never fall for him, needless to say to give him her virginity. Well, who knows?

*Warning: Including violence and explicit mature content. ---------- "So? Will you? You let me fuck you, and I'll give your camera back." Zane repeated his offer. "Fuck yourself! Asshole!" Alaia's face withered as she pushed against his chest the hardest she could manage. Her nails scratched his arms as she fought him. But she didn't move an inch from the bed. Or Zane away from her. Instead, he caught her hands and pinned them above her head. "Easy, rabbit!" He smirked without a trace of softness in his eyes. His eyes were blue-gray. Alaia saw the shade clearly now. Such a pretty pair of eyes, yet so ice-cold, soulless. "Get your dirty hands off me!" Alaia roared and raised her head, getting into Zane's face spitefully. Dirty? Zane sneered. Alaia Jones was no longer the same princess he first met. Still, her eyes glowered at him with pride, nobility, and dignity. It made Zane's anger boil up. I will destroy all her pride. All her dignity! He promised inwardly. He first made that promise to himself a long time ago. And now was the time to keep it. "Hundred thousand dollars for one night!" Zane dropped it on the table. Alaia opened her mouth, but he didn't let her speak. "Your mother's hospital bills are due soon, right?" He continued, watching Alaia's face changing its expression. Then he got up, opening the nightstand's drawer. Alaia took a chance, getting up too. She stood in the middle of the room when he approached, handing her the photos. Alaia lowered her eyes, witnessing images of Vivi Brown passionately kissing David Green, a film director. Everyone knew David was married and had two young children. "You could kill two birds with one stone. You'll get these photos and 100K if you let me fuck you," Zane said. He didn't need to say anything more. Alaia knew what he meant. Her mother wouldn't get disconnected from the life support in the hospital. And she could give her uncle money to save his company. Those were the two birds. And the stone was her virginity.

Patricia's POV: When I was younger, I was a big girl, and the other kids in my pack called me Patty, the omega. I remember spending every night crying because of the horrible nickname. I'm indeed the omega, but I don't like to be reminded of my position. They also bullied me because I love girlish stuff, such as colorful skirts, dresses, sticky notes, and diaries. My hair ornaments are sparkly, and my pack members usually laugh when they see me. But I don't cry anymore when they throw paper planes at my feet—I'm no longer that same weak little girl! Nowadays, I'm super self-conscious on the inside, but I'm hiding the low self-esteem behind heavy makeup and lip gloss. In the human world, I have a name and a place where I belong. And hopefully, I can leave my pack behind and find a new one where I won't be the lowest ranking member. William might be my chance at living another life. If I'm lucky, William will be my destined mate, but considering my luck, I probably get a nasty and mean mate, like Dior. And I would rather die than be stuck with him for the rest of my life. -- Since battling over a spade in kindergarten, Dior and Patricia have been life sworn enemies. Despite Dior being the future alpha, Patricia never respected or feared him. She was always a daring omega, not afraid of stating her opinion. With age, the venom runs thicker in their veins. While Dior becomes popular and sought-after, Patricia finds herself bullied by the entire pack. Sick of the treatment she receives, Patricia decides to go rogue, only for fate to laugh her in the face—it turns out the alpha she left is her mate.