𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐧. 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥. Just when Aurora is finally taking control of her own life, everything seems to be falling into chaos. She leaves behind all that she's ever known to take a chance at life in an entirely new place. But America is nothing like England, and its inhabitants even more so. Trusting her brother to help her adapt, Aurora accepts his offer to stay with him and some of his teammates. Seven of them to be exact. She quickly comes to realize that her comfort-zone doesn't exist here, and everything is big, scary, and intimidating. Just like her brother's best friend. Maddox is Aurora's polar opposite, which explains the magnetic pull that he seems to feel for her. He knows that he's bad for her, that the bad in his life will only taint her purity, like a drop of ink in water. Maddox doesn't know what to think about the new girl, but he does know that he thinks about her way too much. He knows that he can't sit by while she struggles, and life in Greenville is sink or swim. Aurora's been thrown into the deep-end without a life preserver and the only thing keeping her from drowning is a tattooed hand reaching out to help her.

He towered over me. His green eyes gazed at me and for a moment I was captivated by them. I cleared my throat. "I need your help to become a good girl" He laughed, his soft melodic laugh filling my ears. How does someone make a laugh sound sexy? "I'm sorry what?" "I need your help to become a good girl" I repeated. ×× Lana McAllister, the bad girl of the school has one task. To be a good girl. Sure it can be simple right? Get good grades, do homework, dress appropriately and no parties. But for Lana this is essentially hard. So she seeks help from someone that's willing to help. Luke West. He has good looks, sits at the front of the class, gets good grades and attends no parties. No one said this was gonna be easy. Especially if you're falling for the wrong guy.. ×× Cover by: Eatsleepswimrepeat_ Started updating: 24/9/17 Finished updating: 15/8/18 Highest rank: #84 teen fiction 29/7/18

A murderous, psychopathic pixie with a gun meets a equally attractive, maddening prince who also has a gun. The real twist? A mysterious disease threatens to end this murderous, psychopathic pixie, and her only hope may just be the prince whom she hates... But who are we kidding? There is no story if there is no undeniably, sexually frustrating, overwhelmingly infuriating attraction between Ms. Batshit-crazy herself and a certain prince who clearly has a death wish when it comes to his choice of woman. Buckle up, because when it involves Inferno and Rouhem... I'd start popping that popcorn now. ----------------------------------------------------------------- And god how good he looked in his leather jacket and blue jeans. It was pissing her off. "Oh, really?" he responded to the sound of her gun. His deep voice sent shivers down her spine. She never had such reactions to a male until him, and she has decided that no matter how amazing it felt, it was most likely for the best that she ignored it. "Yes, really!" she snapped, "you barge into my life and don't expect consequences? You must not be Rouhem. He would know that I can get a little trigger happy when someone annoys me, especially you!" Inferno knew herself well enough to firmly state that she was a very irrational person outside of grave situations. Anything that exasperated her usually was shot. It was a mere fact. "Do it then, pixie, make my day." ----------------------------------------------------------------- (WARNING: MATURE CONTENT OF ALL KINDS *EMPHASIS ON THE ALL PART*) (2nd book in this universe of brooding beasts and the women who slay more than Buffy, CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE, but there are spoilers for the 1st book... you've been warned... but hey, you do what you want... this was definitely way too long of a side-note... my bad... bye)

What happens when she's your Juliet but you're not her Romeo? Ivan Patricks is that one boy who would always have TROUBLE written on his forehead. He is having the time of his life... until he meets Tamara McLethe. A seemingly cute girl, just mildly strange in her own unique way. She forgets things almost instantly. As weird as it may seem to Ivan, he finds himself drawn into Tamara and was caught up with the challenge of searching ways to remind her everyday. Will a love like this find its way to a happy ending even if it means there's a possibility of forgetting in a minute? (Not your ordinary-cliche amnesiac story. This is written in anime style. Read at your own risks. :)) P.S: Forgive the silliness and weirdness of this story. Should you wish to proceed, please know that the 3rd wall will be broken countless of times in this story. If you don't like it, remember- you've been warned.

Switch your normal high school with a boarding school for troubled youths and the 'it' boys with two unnervingly gorgeous mental cases. Don't forget the students are crazy and half the staff have secrets darker than anyone would expect. Then you get Redwood Academy. They say insanity is doing the same thing over and over again while expecting a different result. But whoever is murdering the students one by one only expects one thing. That the new girl, Olivia Mitchell, will get the blame. At a school full of psychopaths, everyone is a suspect.

There's always the bad boy and a good girl, or the very popular guy and the very shy girl. But what happened to the bad girl and the popular guy? It all started when Blake caught Damon (aka Mr. Popular) doing the new hot teacher in the Janitor's closet. But then continued when Mr. Popular "accidentally" bumped into Blake during lunch, spilling her food on her. But it didn't stop there. After all of this revenge and pranking one another, Blake finds out that Mr. Popular actually likes her. What will she do when she finds out? Does she let her feelings get in the way of liking him back? So, will she take it or leave it? Highest Rank in Skatergirl: #1 Highest Rank in Orginal Story: #2 Highest Rank in Mr. Popular: #3 Highest Rank in Teen Fiction: #16 Highest Rank in Relationship Goals: #11 Highest Rank in Read: #152 **NOTE** This story is as close to done as it will get. So please don't comment anything about it being "unfinished". This story is also not my best work, as well as it is extremely short, so I apologize for that. I also wrote this when I was 15 years old, so I'm sorry if it's cringy and really fast paced.

-Completed- Why does a story have to be about a bad boy and good girl? Why does the guy always have to be bad? Why can't the story be about the good guy and the good girl? Skylar Greene isn't someone you would consider popular. In her free time she would rather spend her time in her room reading a Nicholas Sparks book, sleeping, watch re-runs of old tv shows, listening to Ed Sheeran or fangirling over superheros. She is awkward, lacking social skills, and is shy at times but rambles when she's nervous. She is so clumsy she is literally falling through life. Noah Miller is someone you would definitely consider popular. He has the looks and is the best football player on the schools team. He isn't your typical popular guy who is rude to people who aren't popular. He is actually extremely nice to everyone which is why everyone loves him. He loves meeting knew people and having fun. When Skylar and Noah meet in the nurses office one day, everything changes. Noah takes interest in her and drags the socially awkward girl to parties, football games, and even gets them in trouble with the cops. But he's only trying to show her a good time. Soon enough Skylar finds herself falling for this guy. They start telling each other things they never told anyone before. Skylar actually thinks he likes her back and it can work out. But when series of unfortunate events happen everything changes and Skylar doesn't know how anything will turn out. Is falling for Noah Miller something she will end up regretting or something that will all be worth it in the end?

"So we've never met but our showers are on opposite sides of the same apartment wall so sometimes we're showering at the same time and we sing duets." Emily lives in a flat with her mother and little sister in the big city of Atlanta (Georgia, USA). She's an ordinary teen with friends and passions and a sweet secret. She sings. Not like in a group or anything, no. She sings in the shower... With a duet partner... A stranger... This is my first full story! I hope you like it. Great cover by @whitedandelions001, go check her out. Update every Monday and Friday for now😊 First Chapter published on July, 5th 2019 🏅 Awards 🏅 🥇 First Place in the New Tales categorie in the Blue Rose Awards [19/08/19] 100 Votes 🌟 7/10/19 160 Votes 🌟 29/01/20 200 Votes 🌟 22/03/20 300 Votes 🌟 08/04/20 1K reads 📚 20/10/19 2K reads 📚 15/12/19 3K reads 📚 20/02/20 5K reads 📚 22/03/20 6K reads 📚 28/03/20 9K reads 📚 08/04/20 HIGHEST RANK # 25th Apartment # 16th Shower # 47th Lyric # 6th Cheer # 87th American football # 20th blue rose awards

Izabelle Carson never had a normal life. She grew up with a step sister and mentor. A mentor who taught her to fight and a step sister who made her strong but when her step sister dies, she breaks. She builds herself up again but the walls are stronger than ever. With no room for anyone. Austin Prince. School hottie. Almost actually lived like a prince. Perfect life. Loads of girls at his disposal. Genius. Bradley Kingston. Heartbroken. Strong. Loved by all. A trained spy. Beautiful blue eyes. Blonde hair. The dream of every girl. What happens when - Izabelle is Bradley and Austin's next assignment? With secrets at every step and unexpected turns at every moment. Pain, fear, love and hatred changes all three of them forever. ________

"You make me want to do things to you." He mumbles, his brown eyes never straying from mine. "What?" I whisper, nervous yet at the same time my heart pounds with excitement and anticipation. "Do you want to know what kind of things?" His low tone matches mine as he brings his face closer and I find myself robbed of speech due to our proximity. Taking my silence as his sign, he continues to lean closer. His lips caress my ear as he says "Things like this." Suddenly I feel something wet and thick being dumped onto my hair, soon the liquid drips down onto my shirt. Is that paint? Blue paint proceeds to slide down onto my shirt and my eyes widen when I hear Caleb howling with laughter. "Caleb fucking Carter!" I bellow and before I know it he breaks into a run, still laughing. ________________ Highest Rankings #1 - projectbadassgirls #1 - humor #8 - badboy