Shawna Roberts is the girl that every guy turns to when they need a fake date, a fake girlfriend, a fake fling to make some other girl jealous, a fake couple photo to send to their parents... Shawna's pretty much seen it all. But no matter what they pay her for, everything she does has one common factor: it's all fake. That doesn't make being their paid girl much easier, though. Adam Ferrell is the campus heartthrob with the appearance of a god, an ego the size of Canada, and worshiped by everyone to monumentally ridiculous proportions. In Shawna's mind, it's a miracle his head fits through his shirt every morning. Yet despite their instant dislike for one another, Adam and Shawna each need what the other can offer. When Adam unexpectedly pushes into Shawna's life with a business deal, she's torn between her feelings and her sense of duty, which protects a secret she has kept for years, from even those closest to her. And as the two begrudgingly get to know each other, masks start slipping and secrets come spilling out, forcing each of them to confront some of their darkest moments and deepest fears.

What if you had the power to control hundreds of people’s love life just by simply saying anything? And what if they didn’t know it was you? Would you use that power for good? At Ana Davis’ high school, there’s an anonymous person known as Mickey. Mickey helps the students of Duncan High with their everyday problems, which mainly revolve around their intimate relationships. Ana never had any interest in this “Mickey” person…that is until she unexpectedly finds herself taking the job as the replacement one. The problem is. How can Ana give advice to people…when she can’t even look her own crush in the eye?!

Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all happy and excited and they can drool and swoon over Finn Wallace – the hands-down hottest guy in school – like there's no tomorrow. Me? Well, I'm just bitchy and mean. So someone please tell me why Finn Wallace is suddenly chasing after me? *This is NOT a Bridgit Mendler fan fiction* Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper

(TH#3)“'If you can look me in the eye and tell me anybody has ever held you like this, kissed you like this, loved you like this, then I will let you go. I will leave and I will never come back.' And as much as I wanted to say that, yes, someone else had, I would be lying. Because nobody, not one person, had ever cherished me like he did." A father convicted of a murder, and Elsie was there to witness the entire thing. It should have left her scarred and afraid, but because of the help from Sam, a mysterious and kind stranger, she powered through it. He was her best friend, always there when she needed him most . . . Until he left her. Nearly eight years later and as Elsie finds herself stuck in a troubling situation under less-than-optimal circumstances, he suddenly comes out of nowhere again. But something has changed, with both of them. The secrets are heavier, the pain is greater . . . and what was once a friendship has turned into the roots for something more. Something that frightens both tortured souls equally. It's big enough, strong enough, to hold through, if they just acknowledge how much they need it to. Everybody has bruises . . . Some just take longer to heal than others.

Selling caskets, doing corpses' makeup and assisting her mortician uncle has led nineteen-year-old Vienna Haymon into a series of not-normal but somewhat unforgettable circumstances through the years. But the most troublesome of all troublesome things happens when a wealthy, handsome young man is declared as another corpse customer, except—his eyes unexpectedly open, and then his mouth says the words, “Please let me stay here for a while.”

My entire existence was owned and destined. I was drugged half of my life. I am a suicide bomber. I am not free, and I should never flee. I should have been dead after the bombing. So why did I survive, and why do I have an escapee from a psychotic ward with me? There is only one particular thing I know: we are both breathing explosions. - Trace Bendmore, Breathing Explosions

"My heart skidded to a sudden halt as soon as it landed on him. He was the only person I didn’t want the bottle to land on. It seemed like everyone in the entire party turned their attention to both of us. I bit my lip in utter frustration." Carolyn Summers has always been a square, a goodie two shoes. She's never been to a high school party, and she's never been out past curfew, but when she's threatened to be humiliated in front of her entire school for something that happened over three years ago she has to make a decision-- fast. Lyn does the thing she swore she'd never do: sneak out of her house, go to a high school party, and--and play a game of Spin the Bottle?

Serena Davidson leads two lives. At school, she's a morbidly obese, stupid, nerdy, bitchy, slutty, and a teacher's pet. But at home she's the scrawny vegetarian pushover. What would possess someone to wear a fat suit every day? And what happens when someone finds out?

“I’m going to get straight to the point. I want you to make me fall in love with you.” Camila Jones is fearless. She’s also uncontrollably fierce and overly ambitious which tends to be a bad combination. When she unexpectedly fails an audition due to her inability to express love, she’s forced to reconsider something she swore she would never do when she was a kid – fall in love. But where is a seventeen year old supposed to find a guy to fall in love with? Turns out, it might be a lot simpler than she thought.