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Luke Archer and Summer Merrick have always been the It-Couple at Roseville High. When Luke breaks up with Summer at the beginning of senior year, Summer reveals that she has been cheating on Luke with Paul Walden, Luke’s best friend. Angry and betrayed, Luke decides to get revenge, and he enlists the help of Jamie Vandeviere, a girl who has always been invisible to the popular crowd. Their goal is to transform Jamie into the most popular girl at school and take down Summer’s position as Queen Bee. However, being popular turns out to be a lot more difficult than what Jamie had in mind. What exactly has she gotten herself into? ***READ AT YOUR OWN RISK***

Kasper is the son of the President of the United States of America. Listed as one of the sexiest men in the world he has a lot going for him, but Patience thinks otherwise. Enemies as children, Kasper and Patience have made each others lives a living hell. However, when Patience is asked by the President to pretend to date his son because of 'personal reasons', Patience is continually included in all the state of affairs. Therefore, much to her distaste she has no choice but to face Kasper and his ultra ego. To add to the wound, something is not quite right. When Kasper and Patience finally get to college something happens that will shake Patience to her core -- someone gets shot. Now the question remains, who shot him, and what do they want? So follow Patience as she begins on a journey to piece together the mystery that threatens Kasper's life and her own. The only thing is, can she trust those closest around her?

A not-so-usual love story of a loud, nosy girl and a mysterious boy.

Once I was a god. Worshiped. Revered. The huddled masses cast themselves at my feet, heads bowed and eyes wide. Save us, they begged. Spare us, they pleaded. And, fool that I was, I tried. Now I am nothing. Fallen. A bitter memory of an age long passed. A broken old fool too stubborn to die. This is my story. My rise, my fall. The pathetic mess, after. Read it. Don’t. I care little. My words are not for you.