"Can we at least talk things out? I mean, dammit, Avril, I thought you would be happy for both of us, I mean, I thought you already knew how much I liked her. We've been friends for a long time, and honestly, I'm not letting go off you that easily... I don't want to lose what we have just because you don't like who I'm dating" "Anthony" I snapped back " It's not about who you are dating. It's that you are dating" ------- Avril would've never thought that her best friend Anthony would betray her with Samantha. Now she is broken-hearted, but she will discover that not everyone is who they seem to be, and she will uncover dark secrets that everyone hides, including herself. #Ragers

Zachary Hellman is the school's bad boy. He doesn't give a shit to anyone. And people are scared of him. He parties hard like there's no tomorrow. He uses girls like tissue paper but then again who can blame them because this guy is hot as a m*****f*****. With black hair and dark eyes like onyx, NO GIRL can resist him. Naomi Thaler is a quiet girl and hates attention. All she wants is to graduate high school without causing a ruckus. But what if she catches the bad boy's attention? Can she resist him or end up like those other girls? Will sparks fly? ***Reconstructing each chapter to make it better and longer***

Cli·ché: a phrase or opinion that is overused and betrays a lack of original thought. Meet Pepper Ballard. Independent, single, and sarcastic as hell. Pepper fights her own battles with pride and is officially #done with clichés. Unshaven werewolves, pale vampires, flawless and talented female vampire hunters who instantly fall in love with the enemy even though they want to kill the hunter's entire family... Please, give her a break. The more Pepper tries to avoid these nauseating clichés and destroy them, the further she is dragged into a dark, supernatural world that is her own virtual worst nightmare. A world that includes a bunch of sexy, mysterious, and dangerous men lurking around every corner... Wait...what's the definition of "nightmare" again? * * * My writing page! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

“Crying over a guy? pick your head up princess your tiara is falling” I heard a deep voice say. I just allowed myself to take a short sneak peak of the pair of brand new dark blue/white Vans in front of me. A shiver went down my spine, I didn’t dare to look up higher. I already knew who was standing right in front of me. Dale, Dale Foster. You would say that Dale is your stereotype description of the school’s bad boy. The guy who runs the school more than a principal does. The type of guy that wouldn’t even bother to attend detention class. The type of guy that will rebuild your face for just even looking at something that’s his. The type of guy that comes home every day at 6 am in the morning drunk and completely wasted. The type of guy who doesn’t care about anything or anyone. The type of guy that gets into fights all the time. Well that’s him. And then there is me; Eleanor Flores. I’m a junior, but really, I skipped 2 years of high school. I was a straight A student, never failed any of my classes in my entire life, and I’m proud of that. I was new. New in California. Both my parents are very successful and hardworking doctors. They made us move to California for their job, but still they’re rarely home. But what happens when… When I have to move in with the bad boy. The person I fear the most. The person who makes me want to dig a hole and hide in it. And the worst part is that I didn’t even had a say into this. I feared him. I wanted to get away from him. I didn’t want to get involved with him. I used to be carefree, enjoying my life like there was no tomorrow. But I changed. And a boy had everything to do with it. I was scared, scarred with my memories, scarred with my secrets. And Dale would just be repeating history. Follow Dale and Eleanor on their adventure. Description sucks but please stick with me XD

Gotta get a hold of youself. Being in her last year of highschool with a seriously crooked nose the 18 y-old Dillan tries to help an old looking Granny , in her sweets-shop. But when she sees a person in an alley , beated-up , she brings him home with her. But shouldn't she have looked at his face before she brought him home?

(Cover by: tianajade) There is a tradition in his family. A tradition in which every male in his bloodline has kidnapped the woman they intend to claim as their own. A tradition that Rafe has yet to follow. Enter Skylar Thomas. For three months since her eighteenth birthday Skylar's been having dreams, dreams her grandmother claims will lead her to the man Sky is meant to spend the rest of her life with. What happens, though, when the man of her dreams turns out to be the man held accountable for her older brother's death six months ago?

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

August and Amber newly married learn to navigate the tricky waters of married life. Trilogy to If That's What It Takes.

Who is James Talon Harrington the Fourth? His friends would say he's the pretty boy of the group. His coach would say he's a dedicated football player. His mother would say he's a loving son, and his father would say he's a younger version of him. However there's only one person who knows the truth. This is his story.

High school. It's what some people refer to as the golden days, but it's everything but golden. I mean, it's alright but it's not necessarily golden. This the story of how I, the normal high school girl with a normal face, a normal body, normal clothes and all around good grades, life was turned into a whirlwind of trouble by a certain badboy named Trent Carson.