"Since you're a player, let's play a game. "Let's cuddle, and kiss, and play fight. We'll tease each other, go on dates, meet each other's friends and families. Let's talk on the phone until we fall asleep and makeout until our lips are numb and hold each other for hours. "First one to fall in love, loses." ----------- Beatrice Henderson would much rather spend her time in the fictional realm of her books where she can pretend everything in life is perfect, a place where she can escape from reality, a place where she can pretend the series of unfortunate events that led to her moving to this small town in the first place never happened. Ryder Adams is impulsive, reckless, and has no regard for rules. And despite his many efforts to avoid it, his following right in his fathers footsteps, a fact his mother resents him for. Unwanted by everyone, Ryder spends his time doing what he pleases without a care in the world for anyone else. The two meeting was something straight out of one of Beatrice's romance novels. And in an opportunity to live out one of her favorite books, she agrees to play a game with the towns bad boy, first one to fall in love loses. And she's determined to win. But so is he. And Ryder Adam's doesn't like to lose.

17 year old, Elena Hawkins thought she was going to be done with boys forever. What Nate Thompson did to her in the fifth grade was unacceptable. She didn't want to deal with heartbreak ever again. Without Nate in the picture anymore, her normal teenage life was going really well. She had straight A's, two incredible best friends, and wonderful parents. Her happy normal teenage life was all going to change. Forced to get along with the popular people, in their all too famous hang out spot. She meets Tyler Black along the way, and her whole world flips upside down. With his innuendo jokes, good looks, gorgeous black hair, and bad boy smirk, Elena can't seem to stay away. She learns that there's more to Tyler than everyone thinks. A side that she's only seen of him is shown. The school's bad boy isn't all that bad after all. Will Tyler fall for her? Will feelings be reciprocated? Or will he break her heart just like Nate did? ~*~ "That's the first time he's called me by my first name. He usually calls me Cutie. I don't think I've ever liked the sound of my name so much, until now. He made it sound better. He makes it better." ~Elena Hawkins "Do I make her nervous? I don't want that. I want her to be herself around me. Show me who she really is, not what everyone else sees. I wanna see the real Elena Hawkins. And that is my mission." ~Tyler Black #95 in Teen Fiction - 03/09/17 Copyright ©2016 by buttercup_roses All Rights Reserved.

(Previously titled His Game) ~~●~~ When April Winters gets caught up in a dangerous car accident, her entire life is flipped around. After spending months in coma, she wakes up to realize that she has been diagnosed with amnesia and has no full remembrance of who she was. Now she has to handle being tormented and bullied by the notorious Asher Black for reasons unknown to her. Will she ever find the forgotten reason for his intense hatred? Will she ever find out who she really was without toppling off the verge of insanity? Asher Black is cruel, undeniably attractive, and April's biggest tormentor. The sole reason behind her scars, and the sole reason behind her smile. His hate is driven by the ghosts of his past, and burning desire for revenge; to play her in a game the same way she did. However, as Ernest Hemmingway once said, "All things truly wicked start from innocence." . . . . . . . . . Highest Rankings: #1 in Amnesia on 6/07/2020 #3 in Homeless on 17/01/2021 #2 in Hate on 20/05/2021 #28 in Romance on 20/05/2021 #2 in Revenge on 12/06/2021

He used to be my crush, now he's my nightmare. ******************** Long story short: We knew each other since forever. We became best friends, but then he turned against me. He promised me a living hell and this last years he hadn't waste any chance to put me down. That's Brett Ryder and I, Alyson White, am totally screwed. ******************** My knees shook and a yelp scaped my lips when his fist collided with the locker beside us. But no body steped in, instead, everyone seemed to find my fear extremly amusing. Everyone but Brett who held a harsh unreadable expression as he glared me down. I barely could manage to held his gaze with my tearly one, but I knew better than to dismissed him this time. My eyes widened when he inched closer, not knowing what to expect and about to freak out. I stopped breathing. "Fuck you and your silent treatment." And just like that he spun around and stormed away, not before punching the locker again so hard that it dented. I was left there, shaking and sobbing, embracing myself and wondering when had things turned so wrong between us. He wasn't my friend anymore. But not only that: Brett hate me. And he had no remorse in use his force to prove it. ******************** // Currently editing, I apologize beforehand for the errors you'll find in it //