I love you...but you don't love me. I have loved you my entire life. I still remember the first time I realized I loved you. We were four. We had been playing tag with a group of kids all afternoon when I fell and scraped my knee, I remember you sat down next to me wiped to tears of my face and kissed my knee 'better' and you told me how that was a magical kiss that made the biggest ouchies feel better. That was when I fell in love with you. But this letter is not to tell you of all the many times I realized I loved you this is to explain all the times you broke my heart. Edited by @Stroke0fGenius

She was the person you passed in the hallways; the one you sat next to in class. Who you used to have a crush on. She felt a thousand miles away from you, with her perfect life and her bright future. Then one day she was gone. What had went wrong? You didn't know, until you found a picture album that belonged to her.

“Some people say that their lives suck. Well, let me tell you what sucks. First, I’m a seventeen year-old girl who would rather receive an unabridged Oxford’s English Dictionary rather than some Gucci bag. Second, in a sisterhood camp where all girls wanted Gucci bags, I was the odd one out. Third, I’m suddenly forced to join the Kiss List Project—where we should write a list of all the guys we’ve kissed or will kiss until December and see who kissed most guys. And I wasn’t backing down, because fourth, I don’t like losing. But fifth: In my whole seventeen years of existence? I haven’t kissed anyone.” When Andrea Montgomery gets herself in a bet during camp, she finds herself sucked in a whirlwind of pepper mints, kissing booths, bad breath, bad kissers—and maybe true love’s kiss along the way. Summer’s over, and seventeen year-old Andrea comes home with something that would change her life. The Kiss List. School’s just about to start, and once she tells her best friends, Lia, Jordan, and Gwen about it, they’re all ready to help her fill it up. From crazy kissing booths, first date disasters, party crashing, speed and online dating to just about anything—Andy has five months to fill The Kiss List. But she promised herself—she wouldn’t fall in love with anybody. And… well, it turns out that promises? Meant to be broken.

In this spin off sequal to the Last Dance, Talia, a Lady in every sense of the word, begins training at the Queen's Shield Academy for Lady Knights upon the insistance of her mother, a woman determined to seat her daughter upon the throne. But after a disasterous first impression will Talia be caught in her dance of deception, or win her Prince? But more importantly, does she want to?

Prince John's biggest fear? Becoming King, and everything to do with it, from the sheltered life, to someday having to get married. Celia, a lady knight, minus the 'Lady' if she can help it, is not looking forward to coming of age and attending the High Ball which she thinks is nothing more than a market for single girls. The two have hated each other since childhood, but when the stress gets to John and he does something drastic, Celia's the only one who can help.

‘A seventeen year-old fairy godmother trainee gets a new assignment: The hottest GUY at school. Easy, right? Wrong.’ Magically poofing in somebody’s bathroom while that somebody is taking a shower is not the best way to start off a friendship—that, Remy learned the hard way. After screwing up her previous mission months ago, Remy, a teenage fairy godmother trainee, gets another assignment. And it’s not just another assignment: She’ll be having a MALE ‘godchild.’ To make it worse, he is the school’s hottest guy, a.k.a. Kyle Hughes. Oh, and let's not forget that she had a major crush on him since, like, forever. But when she magically appeared in his shower, everything went wrong. He hated her, he called her a pervert, he was convinced that she was deranged and mentally-retarded, and he didn’t want her help at all. But with Remy’s wish to have a full-on career as a certified fairy godmother at stake, she’ll do just about everything to find Kyle’s happily ever after, even if it did involve quite a few tricks, snakes, broken magic wands, more of her famous screw ups, nasty witches who are out to get her, and her heart breaking. Question is: What about HER happily ever after? Well, with her magic wand and her awesome poofing skills, anything is possible—NOT.

‘He went out of the room. In his boxers. Again. Like the laws and principles of the universe, which were scientifically proven, I couldn’t help but scowl. He smirked. “Well, stop drooling all over me.” I wrinkled my nose. “Right. Good luck with your delusions.” With that, I prepared to leave. Cam’s jaw twitched. He walked closer to me. Closer still. His green eyes held me in place. Before I knew it, he was standing inches from me. I was holding my breath. He smiled confidently. “Falling in love with me?” I didn’t know why... but I was speechless.’ Seventeen year-old Shea Collins’s life was pretty much falling apart. She was flunking her Physics class, she has a hundred bucks to pay to a long-lost childhood friend she could barely remember, she was receiving anonymous declarations of love from a secret admirer (which were completely embarrassing), and now her spot on the school paper is in jeopardy. What she wants: To keep her spot as the feature editor of the school paper. How she plans to do it: To survive being a phantom writer. A writer no one would know of. A mystery. Someone who would write gossips and rumors about students. Who she’s planning to target: Oh, just the biggest jerk of the century—Camden Sun. What she’s going to get: Trouble. Lots of it. What she didn’t expect: The unexpected (duh). Love.