(COMPLETED) Charlotte Summers is the last virgin in her school; a school where taking virginity is a sport. The sport has five main contenders: Tyler Bradshaw, the mysterious bad boy; Alec Jennings, the all-star athlete; Ian Jameson, the cocky rich guy; Beckett Cartwright, the renowned genius; and Lucas Chandler, her best friend. With all these guys determined to win the title of the Virginator, will Charlotte make it out alive with her virginity? tumblr link for pictures: http://thelastvirginstanding.tumblr.com/ Cover by @WeAreAHurricane [#4 Teen Fiction / #4 Humor]

"Be my cupcake girl?" "Aren't I already?" Highest ranking #44 in short story.

"Cross my heart and hope to die, I'll see you with your laughter lines." a boy. a girl. you know the rest. © Valarie Rae, two thousand and fifteen.

[You can now purchase 100 Voicemails' paperback on Amazon!] After a car accident, seventeen year old Steve Carlton, goes into a coma. When he does wake up after a few months, he suffers from temporary memory loss. During this time, he starts to go through his messages and voicemails on his cellphone, trying to get a clue of who he used to be. Voicemails sent to him from a girl called Ari might have the answers to his questions. A story told through voicemails.

Aubrey thinks she's going mad after her parents sudden death. She's seeing things that are not there, hearing things that are not supposed to be there and is dreaming about loving a boy she's never met. When she meets Declan, the achingly handsome boy from her dreams along with him comes a feeling that she's known him for all her life. And perhaps beyond it. Dragged into a secret world on the brink of a civil war, Aubrey is forced to accept the fact that there is more to her than she could have ever imagined. An ancient prophecy, An endless war, And a love story bound by time. Cover by ArtiePants

Previously known as Lights,Camera,High School. Alexis Taylor is one of the biggest superstars Hollywood has seen till date.She's got it all, the talent,the looks and fame which she wouldn't give up for the world. But when she's given an opportunity to star opposite Hollywood's Heartthrob Cole Walker in a project where the both of them have to go undercover in a regular high school, she can't possibly say no. She's spent most of her life playing the mean cheerleader or the nerdy new girl who falls in love with the most popular and athletic boy who every girl wants. Now finally given a chance to see all those stereotypes in real life,it's something she just can't miss. But she's in for a real surprise.In Greendale High School the cheerleaders aren't even close to being mean,there is not a nerd in sight and the popular boy can't flirt at all and is no where close to being athletic. After all it's easy to pose as someone else but it's almost impossible to be candid.

☆The unlikely tale of a shooting star, who wished upon herself to fall in love and a seemingly ordinary boy with an extraordinary imagination.☆

Charlotte Everley and her best friend had a tradition. Every summer on June 26th, they call one number--one random number of the same area code, purely for entertainment. When Charlotte's best friend Stella found love with the help of their 'tradition', she added another reason. To find Charlotte a boyfriend. After three years of endless match ups, set ups, blind dates. and not to mention two calls to, thankfully, female receivers, the summer of eleventh grade comes rolling by, and so does the fateful day of June 26th. The only difference is that, this time, the stranger behind the phone is most definitely male. And the president's eighteen year old son.

**Please forgive my mistakes and crappy-ness. I am under-going editing... It may take a while. Thank you for reading and making it hit over FIVE MILLION reads omfg :'D ^_^ BUT IT IS GETTING EDITED...SLOWLY....SO PLEASE IGNORE MISTAKES AND STUPIDITY :)))** ❝I hear you're a player... So lets play a game. Let's sweet talk. Let's play fight, let's talk 24/7. Let's tell each other good morning and good night every day, let's take walks together, let's give each other nicknames. Let's hang out with each others' friends, let's go on dates. Let's talk on the phone all night long, let's hold each other... And kiss and hug each other. And whoever falls in love first? Loses.❞

It was an unspoken agreement between us. Some nights he would show up at my window and I let him in, no questions asked. And the next day, it was forgotten; we just continued on as the strangers we were to each other.