"Go ahead," I said, backing up against the pink wall of the shop. "Do something other than glare at me." I waited. One, two, three seconds... and nothing. I raised my chin at him. "You're boring me, mute boy." He stepped closer. Leaned toward me as his gaze burned into mine. Then... ❀ ❀ ❀ After three months in juvenile detention, it's time for Romy Pereira to help out with her family's flower shop. And it's not all bad... until they hire Jack Michel to work beside her. He doesn't speak, communicating with glares and scowls instead of words, and seems to be more interested in literal rocks than other human beings. And with an ex-convict mother, her friends drifting away, and the flower shop falling apart, the last thing Romy wants to deal with is Jack's attitude. She'll forever praise the day he screws up big time and gets himself fired, but until that day comes, it's mostly one cold-hearted girl, her silent (but still infuriating) coworker, and a whole lot flowers. [word count: 100k] [originally written in 2014-2015; re-write completed 2020-2021] ❀ Rankings ❀ #1 in #badgirl #1 in #goodboy #1 in #flowershop #1 in #sociopath

Denise strives to help others, even when it takes up majority of her time. The person she never expected to seek for her came and asked for some 'critical' advice. Even more importantly, she wasn't expecting the spiral of emotions to come from helping this guy.

Important Note: This story is no long available on Wattpad. The new version of this story is titled "Extra Credit" and can be found over on my profile. Thanks for reading! * * * * * Final exams are only months away when Calista Hale is told news that no senior in high school wants to hear; she's being held back from graduating. The only way for her to receive that rolled up piece of parchment at the end of July lies in Lincoln Pierce. A master of deceit and skipping class, Lincoln is sure to give Cali a run for her diploma. But as it turns out, she may be his last hope. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Copyright of Luisa Dituri © All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. ONLY AVAILABLE REAM!

[ARCHIVED MARCH 2017] The second book in the Freaks trilogy. Loners. They're at my school, your school, and they probably went to your parents school as well. In talking about those weird kids that NEVER talk. The teachers just stopped calling their name at this point. They wear all black, they mute the world with they're demonic screaming music about black veiled brides with pierced veils. They have tattoos. Multiple piercings. You have no idea how because they're all still attending high school. No one questions them. Not even the administrators. They look a lot like freaks but they're worst than freaks because at least freaks talk. These ones...they don't even group up with each other. They're what we call-loners.

Charlotte Everley and her best friend had a tradition. Every summer on June 26th, they call one number--one random number of the same area code, purely for entertainment. When Charlotte's best friend Stella found love with the help of their 'tradition', she added another reason. To find Charlotte a boyfriend. After three years of endless match ups, set ups, blind dates. and not to mention two calls to, thankfully, female receivers, the summer of eleventh grade comes rolling by, and so does the fateful day of June 26th. The only difference is that, this time, the stranger behind the phone is most definitely male. And the president's eighteen year old son.

(Book 1) "What exactly did you do to get kicked out of your last school?" I felt my chest tighten when the vicious smirk played across Noah's lips. He leaned toward me in a flash, pressing me against my bedroom wall. "If I told you, I would have to kill you." Willow Abernathy is your cliche good girl. Grades are pristine, homework is always turned in on time, and she never misses her curfew. Noah Lockwood is the poster boy of the term "Bad Boy". He shows up during the first day of Willow's Junior year. Despite the one year difference, they end up seeing a lot of each other. The secrets Noah's icy blue eyes hold, won't be held for long. Willow denies the temptation, and Noah ignores it. It doesn't take long for Willow to find out what she needs to know about him. He's a drummer, his family is loaded, and he was kicked out of his last school for unknown reasons. Noah's blurred past catches up to him, and things get out of his hands and falls into Willow's lap. *Not edited* +If you're going to leave rude comments, don't comment at all. Also don't judge all my books off of this one omg.

They were never supposed to fall in love. In fact, they were probably never even supposed to meet. But life does that sometimes; it brings you someone who unexpectedly turns your world upside down. For Ella, it all began on the last day of summer, in a small bakery on the edge of town. With three teenage boys, a plastic knife and a rocketship birthday cake. lol I'm not dead guys

Fiction Awards 2018 Winner in Best Teen Fiction Story, Best Humour Story & Best Wattpad book turned published! Book 1 in the Rules series. Available on Amazon. Ranked #1 in Teen Fiction & Completed on 05/11/2017 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ''Whatever you're thinking of doing right now. It's not a good idea,'' I hardly said, trying not to look at his lips. His close proximity seemed to be enough for my ability to breathe to say "Oh hell no. I'm out." "Is that so?" He whispered, "And why is that?'' "You're my cousin's enemy. There are rules. We can't do this.'' I stuttered, secretly trying to convince myself. I stepped back. He stepped closer. He knew I couldn't resist for long. "Well, I'm a bad boy.'' Haze started kissing my neck softly. How could something so wrong feel so right? My skin was on fire everywhere he laid his lips. It took everything I had not to cup his face and finally give in. He then proceeded to whisper something against my skin. "And you know what bad boys do?" I knew there would be no going back. ❝They break the rules❞ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ When 17-year-old Winter Kingston has to move to America to live with her aunt and cousins, she has no idea what awaits her. What could possibly go wrong? She will meet new boys, new friends and stay out of trouble. One night, she dares follow her cousin and his friends when she suspects they are lying about going to a party. Little does she know, this simple mistake is going to change her life forever. What happens when she accidentally comes face to face with Haze Adams, tyrant of her school, notorious street fighter and her cousin's enemy? He has rules. When she breaks them without a second thought, she has no idea she just captured the one thing every girl wants - Haze's Adams attention. He can't stay away, no matter how hard he tries. Can she change him...before he ruins her?

Sophie Campbell is a seventeen year old senior at Jackson High that also holds down a part-time job at the local coffee shop. The way Sophie sees it, there's no need for her to have a boyfriend in high school. All the boys are immature and she's lasted without love for 17 years so far... why not wait one more? However, when the mysterious loner at her school comes into her work on New Year's Eve, something between them clicks. Between crazy friends, a motorcycle and an English assignment, will they be content with just a friendship or will they realize that they might be perfect for each other as more?

Annabel McGromery is fragile. Small, quiet, and sweet, she stumbles upon the unfortunate presence of Blade Black. Blade is viscous, and nothing will change that. But when he finds his mate, and kidnaps her, can the sweet, fragile girl find it in her to escape? Maybe even hurt some people? Or, if she stays, can she accept Blade's ways? Not to mention she's a cat loving human among the werewolves.