Kennedy (Kenna) isn't known for her beauty. She's never been complimented on her appearance unless being called beautiful by your family counts, and to Kenna- it doesn't. Sick of being ignored because of her looks, Kennedy gives herself a makeover but it isn't very successful. After encountering a crying Marissa Rivers on the behalf of her obnoxious brother, Noah, she becomes acquaintances with the girl. After a chat about Kenna's failed efforts at makeup and how she's a nondrinker, she offers Kenna the help of her and her friends. Kenna graciously agrees but there's a catch. Kenna will have to be the girls' designated driver to the next few parties that they want to attend until she can do her own makeup which may take a while but what happens when Kenna accidentally gets drunk at one of the parties and Noah has to bring her and the other girls back to their home? She gets involved in a lot more than she planned. And it seems as if all she wanted was to become beautiful.

*SYTYCW winner* Inspired by a list of confidence-boosting tips in a magazine, twenty-four-year-old Megan Riley decides it's about time she became a confident woman. But after stumbling over the easy points such as buying a bra and learning to cook, how is she going to survive asking a guy out? NOTE: This is a sample only. Wattpad cover by NightRose154

Angelo knew his mother was trying to play matchmaker when she suggested then paid for his maid service. The only problem was when he laid eyes on Francesca the maid standing barefoot in his kitchen, wearing his favorite tee shirt with possibly nothing under it, cooking his favorite dish, and singing one of his favorite songs. He knew that he may possibly be in danger of losing his heart for the first time.

Finally gasping to it's bitter end... And of course I meant my marriage. It was done. I couldn't stand him going off with any other woman who would part her legs. Cheating every night he could, my husband was far from perfect. Still, a mix of loyalty and a traumatic past kept me with him for far too long. Hell, it was sad but he reminded me of a child. The one thing I couldn't have. So I went off. Encountered bitter abusers and psychopaths who hurt me far more than they could ever know. I was off on my own with an old love waiting for me in the dais. But who truly knew what was best for me once the dust settled? It wasn't me, I could tell you that much. But it wasn't the men in my life either. Once a cheater, always a cheater. And a bird's gotta fly free. I suppose I'll stick to clichés to fix my life. I never have bulletproof plans otherwise.

"I love you, Ashton" I whispered to his sleeping face, being careful so he doesn't hear. Quickly kissing him on the cheek, I run away knowing that he can't know, and he will never know. I'm in love with my bestfriend. "Diana?" Ashton's voice stops me. Tears threaten to fall down, but I push them away. "Yes?" "Could you please call Mel?" He replies. I nod and walk away.