You've got one boy. One girl. One pretty little lie. A perfect relationship. The perfect boyfriend. The perfect girlfriend. The perfect dates. The perfect gifts. And the perfect surprises. That gives you our golden couple of Sunset Westwood High. But what happens when it's all a lie? One boy. One girl who needs desperate help. One pretty little lie. That sounds more like it. When Olivia's ex is bothering her and rubbing it in her face at a party that he moved on after dumping her, she sees her nemesis, Ethan walking by and she uses him as her ploy, but the move isn't so smart when you think about it. I mean, how easy can it be acting lovey-dovey with your enemy? . . . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

What would you think if you shared a birthday? Okay...what if it was with a jerk? What if he make your birthday a living hell every year? But worst of all...What happens when you both are secretly like each other? Selena Brians is falling head over heals for Kevin Brooks. Kevin apparently likes her but she's not convinced enough. I'm scared to experience heart-break and love. I'm scared to find out the truth. And most of all, I'm scared that I could be in love with him. Why am I talking like this you may ask? Because I'm Selena. And that's what scares me....

"I really love you barbie doll." Drake whispered in my ears. Ananya Kumar a Indian girl went to Florida for dance scholarship with her Best Friend Sanket, meets with an unexpected lover Drake Hunter, the bad boy of school. See how Drake and Ananya fall in love and form the craziest and creepiest couple in world attached with the same hobby........ Contains kissing scenes and swear words ........................................... Not total but cliche story. Have funny momments. I wrote it when I just started to write stories. And am not gonna reconstruct it, cause it contains my childhood foolishness .................. English isn't my main language hence would contain many grammatical errors. I tried to edit it as much as I can.

Katrina Sharma ~ Indian ~ Nerdy ~ Great Dancer ~ beautiful green eyes Adam Banks ~ Handsome ~ Charming ~ Bad Boy of the school ~ Can get anything he wants with a snap of his finger Adam and Katrina a worlds apart. She's a aspiring dancer from a traditional Indian family and he's the school bad boy who does not give a damn .

Alice Avery lives in a society where every girl must wear mini skirts and unbelievably high heels. Where girls are expected to be bimbos and guys are Greek Gods. So how does a tomboy fit in this situation? And where are the bad boys? Alice Avery is a tomboy. She loves to skateboard and hates gossip. She hates skirts, dresses, make up, and drama. She speaks up for herself and has not seen people due to being homeschooled all of her life. How will she take it when her senior year is spent in a public school filled with bimbos, jocks, and bad boys? What if she ends up living next to the bad boys? Oh jeez.... Now, for the bad boys. The Three Musketeers are the baddest boys in school. But no girls there are good enough to be their girlfriends. No matter how slutty they're willing to be. But Alice is different. The Three Musketeers are more dangerous than many people know but the people they work for are even worse. What happens when Alice gets mixed up in their crazy mess? Secrets will be revealed. Love will be in the air. Guns will be fired. Lives will be lost. (This book is currently being edited. There are many mistakes.)

Cecilia Gomez is excited when she gets a scholarship to an elite private school on the upper east side; Everything seems perfect until she meets the rude and arrogant Robbie Bennet. It would be easy just to ignore him if it weren't for the fact she caught his eye.

Highest rankings: Cliche romance: #1 (8th November 2019) Crush: #2 (2nd December 2019) Follow my Instagram for any updates and if you have any questions: @nikki_k123 Olivia Jones is an anti-social, clumsy, funny, shy, and a well-rounded person. She has one best friend, Emily Miller and is grateful for her since her parents can't seem to make time for her apart from the holidays and her older brother is off at college. Emily decides to take Olivia to a party hosted by her boyfriend, Kyle who just happens to be best friends with Austin King. It's been a year since Austin asked Olivia out and she rejected him but his fragile little ego can't seem to handle it, that brings us to the current day, where Austin has made it his priority, to get her to fall in love with him. Or is that the only reason? Just his luck, they get thrown in together for a round of seven minutes in heaven, well to Olivia, it's hell where he kisses her and claims her as his. (Whatever that means) and from there on, things take a sharp turn. She hates him. But how thin is the line between love and hate? . . . . . "I like you, Olivia and you're mine. And you can't do anything to change that." he stated before he took a step forward and pressed his lips to mine. What the holy frickity frackity freaking hell just happened? ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

[#1 Teen Fiction | #1 in Romance] Bad boy Luke Dawson is stuck living with clumsy nobody Millie Ripley for the summer. When she ran over his most prized possession, her world changed. She had to pay him back for every dime of damages, and the favors he called in weren't just about money. She had to pay him back, and everyone knows how payback is a... This is a love story. Hot boys like Luke Dawson never pay attention to nobodies like Millie. But here they were, two kids from opposite ends of the chain, set to turn the whole hierarchy upside down. Because no one can stop attraction. When opposite attract, the spontaneous reaction can be a combustion or a downright explosion. With Luke, my money's on the explosion. We're talking public humiliation, roller-coaster emotions, drama among cliques, prissy sisters, crazy mothers and a whole lot of hotness from resident bad boy and neighbor, Luke Dawson. And FYI, (c) copyright 2019 All Rights Reserved. Stay chill, N

I, Lois Mai Reynolds, am all kinds of clumsy. I fall over flat surfaces. I drop expensive vases, and miraculously find ways to trip over thin air. Not a day has passed by when I'm not wearing a Band-Aid for some kind of accident that I've endured, and it's stooped to the level now that my parents call me King Kong and joke about having warning signs and safety tape around my bedroom door. Once upon a time, I used to think of that as a laughing matter, but not anymore. Not since I almost killed my crush's mom. Suddenly, being compared to a giant gorilla of mass destruction doesn't actually seem that crazy. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED #11 Romance