❝ 𝘽𝘼𝘿 𝘽𝙊𝙔𝙎 𝘽𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙑𝙀𝙉 𝙏𝙊 𝙔𝙊𝙐. ❞ 𝗛𝗘 didn't know what he caused. 𝗕𝗘𝗖𝗔𝗨𝗦𝗘 even she didn't want to admit it. 𝗔𝗡𝗗 there came a point when he realized his mistake. 𝗝𝗢𝗖 𝗛𝗔𝗩𝗘𝗡 was a name every girl knew and never forgot. For Marley Dawson, it seemed like his name was forever engraved in her mind. 𝗥𝗨𝗟𝗘𝗦 say, "Don't fall for your brother's best friend." But what the rules never specified was whether or not it's okay to let him take your v-card. And when he does, things get a little more messy than a simple stain on the duvet. 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗟𝗘𝗬 𝗗𝗔𝗪𝗦𝗢𝗡 was a normal girl with a below-average social life; someone who shut herself down, locked away her emotions, let herself bleed from the inside out. And she didn't like to point fingers, but it was all because of 𝘩𝘪𝘮. Of what 𝘩𝘦 caused. 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗬 also say, "Childhood crushes never die." Which is maybe why she let him take the one thing she valued most: her control, her sanity, herself. Because turns out, she wasn't 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 a hookup. She was a cheater's mechanism to grilling an excuse as to why he, Joc Haven, the high school's prettyboy and charmer, had a reason to dump his on-and-off, sickeningly toxic girlfriend, Ariel Cope. 𝗔𝗡𝗗 he already used her once, so that makes it okay to pull Marley into his relationship drama for the second time around, right? 𝗪𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗚. And Joc notices that when he discovers the cracks in Marley's armor. 𝗦𝗛𝗘 gave him the power to hurt her all over again. Yet this time he used it to fix what he broke. The well-known player and heartbreak became Marley Dawson's saving grace. 𝙃𝙚 𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙖𝙛𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣.

She's always been one of the guys, and it's never bothered her...until she ran into the one guy from her past she hasn't wanted to shake free from. **** ...I stare up at the blazing stars, opening my mouth to answer the question that's been hanging in the air for too long. "Nothing's wrong with me...except that I'm just that girl. Every since kindergarten I've been that girl. That girl who's gonna wear high-tops to Homecoming, that girl who you never see in anything but baggy clothes, that girl who always has her hair up or tucked into a baseball cap, that girl who hangs around the guys, that girl who can throw a 52 yard touchdown pass like it's nothing, that girl who knows what goes on in the boys' locker room, that girl who can get covered head to toe in mud and not give a single fuck, that girl who would rather work at a mechanic's than a boutique, that girl who spends hours under the hood of her truck, that girl who'll saddle up and ride out in the pouring rain, that girl who will spend all day calf-roping or fixing fences then joke with the guys about who has the biggest dirt mustache, that girl who cusses, drinks, smokes, parties, that girl who's just considered one of the guys. And you know what!? It's never bothered me... well until now." My eyes meet his, those big green eyes will be the death of me. He moves closer, and I do the same. "It shouldn't bother you, because that girl? Is who I'm in love with and she is who I have been in love with since the very first time I laid eyes on her." His lips meet mine and I don't have any room to think. For the first time since the incident I let myself fall, an open book for the one guy who was always it for me.

One thing, just one little thing Julie had to do to have a... Let's say decent... First day at her new school... Don't. Draw. Attention. First impressions mean everything. Just one little screw up and she knew that she would have to wish her junior year goodbye. So she decided to stick to this one grand rule that would ultimately determine her social life, reputation, and mentality. Survive through highschool. How hard can it be right? ... WRONG!!!! She was reading in her room when she just decided to take one... Little... HARMLESS glance outside of her new bedroom window. But all of a sudden... BAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There stood a half naked, greek god bad boy right before her very own eyes!! So you may ask, what do you do in a situation like this? SIMPLE. You squat down in the middle of your bedroom floor... Because that's obviously not embarrassing... And start doing ninja rolls from one side of the room to the window curtains going COMPLETELY UNNOTICED. Well... That is until you bang your head against the wall after doing a total of SIX slightly slanted ninja rolls right in front of your friendly... Still without clothes... Abs are present... Somewhat very sexy... Abs are still present... Okay really good looking... ABS I REPEAT ABS ON SHOW... Hot, sexy, and did I mention ab-delicious Neighbor Or to be more specific... Ashton Rider. Say goodbye to an unnoticed school year, and hello to the bad boy's world. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Book one in the T.B.B.B. (The Bad Boy Boxer) Series WARNING: Lots of typing mistakes!!! Read at your own risk!! Editing will be taken place when I find motivation!!! (Heh... about that....)

When senior students at Lincoln High receive the same deadly text message, it falls upon Helena Gallagher and an unlikely companion to solve the mystery and catch the killer. •••• High school student, Helena Gallagher is a murder fanatic. A devoted admirer of all things mysterious. Always watching crime documentaries on Netflix, she longs for a more exciting life. What she doesn't expect is for her small town in Michigan to become the centre of a very public murder investigation. What starts off as a harmless game soon turns sinister. Students are dying. Secrets are spilling. No one is safe. Would you die to keep a secret? * •Cover design by @laurellwrites

A painful breakup pushes Kyla Evans to get into a fake relationship with the person her ex-boyfriend hates the most: Seth Everett. But what will she do when the game starts to feel too real? ***** Seventeen-year-old Kyla has sworn off love. After getting dumped all too suddenly by her longtime boyfriend Cedric, she becomes convinced that people are never really who you think they are. So when notorious playboy Seth Everett suggests that Kyla fake date him to get back at Cedric, it seems like the perfect plan... as long as she doesn't end up falling for him. Content and/or trigger warning: This story mentions cancer, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]