Bad For You Charity Ferrell

Mistreated by her pack, Emerson was saved by a tyrant of the New Orleans pack as she mistakenly mind-linked with him. She lost her position in her pack and was demoted to an omega. She called Loworth Ryker her mate with her divine cat eyes- ruled out as a curse. She knows little or nothing about the dark side of Alpha Ryker, he is not a saint but her mate. The first time she doubts herself out of her prejudice. Emerson is lost in her situation in New Orleans trying to adapt while her childhood trauma seeped in.

Amelia Black is known as the "rebellious girl" , she was the kinda girl your parents told you not to hang out with. Also known as "Black Rose" the undefeated street fighter. Amelia's life revolves around pain and tragedy but she refuses to let it break her, instead it makes her stronger. It's time for a fresh start in a new town with new people. With her past catching up to her can Amelia keep her past all a secret or, will a certain Mafia boss unleash every secret Amelia has hidden? Vincenzo De Luca is the Don of the Italian mafia, his name is feared by many due to him being heartless, cruel, ruthless and not sparing a soul from his wrath. He has the looks, the money and has every girl panting and dropping for him but what happens when a certain Amelia black piques his interest?

First day of school, and my roommate Sharon hits me with a $50k guilt trip over some "limited-edition" suitcase. "You're blind or just too dumb to walk straight?" My boyfriend? Useless. Classmates? Total sheep. The dean? Clown. Then I really looked at Sharon. Wait a sec—wasn't she the same scholarship case my family covered?

My life has been one of cruelty and tyranny. I didn't know that this girl would change the course of my life and turn it upside down. I swore not to love...but she did the impossible and fell into her net and loved her.. She crossed my path and aimed her beauty at my heart, so I surrendered and loved her. For your sake, I gave up the whole world and broke the barriers of my fears and pride to have you...

Since their childhood James Sullivan enjoyed making Kara intimidated. He relished her fear every time she saw him coming. Every time she stepped inside his house to play with his younger brother, he was there to hide her inside his room until he is the only one left on her mind when she finally leaves. But when James has a choice to make between Kara and his ego- he makes the wrong one, and with that Kara is left with a completely broken heart. So she leaves- never to return to him ever again. James had thought that after a small tantrum, she will return on her own to him, just like she always did. He had never even imagined of losing her in his whole life. The wait for day turned to three years and now when Kara is back, James, her 'former' love, has now become the CEO of two major holdings. In the midst of James' obsessive desire to win his childhood love back at all costs, and Kara's doting, deeply loving fiancee's intense desire, who will win her heart and who will lose? --- Old Title: Red Bully

[COMPLETE] People rave about the bad boy...but what about the bad girl? Cole Danvers, is a cocky, good-looking jock from a family built on wealth. He has every girls attention at Primestone High, every girl but Lucy Hale. Lucy Hale is a badass. She's mean, a sight for sore eyes, a girl resistant to swooning over playboys like Cole Danvers and falling at his feet. That is, until Cole catches her eyes. When he notices that she isn't interested in his game, Cole's making his senior year count by grasping at Lucy's attention to win her over and hopefully fulfill his mission to make her fall in-love with him. What happens when his plan backfires and he instead ends up falling for lucy? Falling for the bad girl.

On our fifth wedding anniversary, my wife, who had struggled with fertility for years, suddenly felt nauseous. The college student we had been sponsoring panicked and rushed her to the hospital. Half an hour later, she called me. "I'm pregnant." I was thrilled, until her next words froze me in place. "The father's the college student, the one we've been supporting. He got sick that night and I felt bad for him, so I stayed over. I didn't think anything would happen. We have to keep this quiet. He's graduating soon and joining our company. We can't let this mess things up for him. "And you need to quit your job, so he can take your position. I'm going to need you home to take care of me." The sheer audacity left me speechless, but I kept my voice level. "Okay." She hung up, satisfied. What she did not know was that years ago, someone had made me a promise. If I turned 30 years old and still did not have a child, she would give me one. Today was my 30th birthday.

Willow Fletcher never asked for Ridgeway Academy. To her, the school was a fortress of wealth and privilege, where polished smiles masked sharp cruelty. But when the scholarship came, she had no choice but to step into its glittering, dangerous halls. Sweet, soft, and unworldly, Willow stood out the moment she arrived. The whispers began instantly, mockery laced with jealousy. No matter how kind she was, Ridgeway’s elite branded her an outsider. Yet, envy followed her every step. With her porcelain skin and delicate beauty, she was impossible to ignore. Especially to him. Ian Blackwood. Ridgeway’s crown jewel. The untouchable guy with a smile girls would burn for and a heart made of ice. Brilliant, composed, devastatingly charming, he was everything they wanted, and the very reason they ended up shattered. His friends thrived on games and chaos, but Ian? Ian preferred precision. A silent hunter. And Willow had caught his eye. She wasn’t desperate for him, and that was her mistake. Her innocence tempted him, and temptation was something Ian never resisted. When his friends dared him to make her fall, he accepted without hesitation. Because Willow Fletcher wasn’t just another conquest. She was a challenge. And Willow Fletcher was the kind of challenge he intended to savour before destroying

"Daddy? When are you coming home? Mommy's on the bed, and she won't wake up." Luca's voice shook, breaking up with tiny, hiccuping sobs. "If she's not getting up, wake her. She's just being lazy, " Bill barked. "Look, I'm busy. Go ask your mom if you need something, and stop calling me for every little thing!" Then he hung up, just like that. He was too busy flirting with his secretary to care. Me? Luca? We weren't even on his radar. What he didn't know was that I was already dead. But later, when reality slammed into him like a truck, he clung to my photo, sobbing and begging me not to leave. Too late.

We had been married for three years, and together, our income was decent at twenty-six grand a month. Yet, we barely had two hundred bucks in savings. My husband was a nice guy, lending practically his entire wages to our next-door widow and her daughter. He covered their expenses when the daughter needed money for school, when the widow needed a little time at the spa, and when they wanted to give their home a new facelift. The moment my father fell ill and needed surgery, I went next door to ask for the money back. However, my neighbors slammed the door in my face. “Your husband chose to give us the money. Why should we pay you back?” Enraged, I sought help from my husband, only to be criticized. “I felt bad for them. Why did you demand payment when they are already struggling? What’s wrong with you?” I smirked. That night, I decided to do a good deed by spending my entire paycheck to help a broke college hunk. The next day, our power was cut off for unpaid bills, and my husband lost an unfinished document he hadn’t saved. Putting his finger up my nose, he gave me a piece of his mind. “Where’s your money? Why didn’t you pay the bills?” I replied with the most innocent look on my face, “I helped a struggling college student. His life was falling apart because he had to deal with a sick mom and a deadbeat dad. His needs should come before the utility bills.”