|COMPLETED| "Michael Langwood has Wattpad," I repeated and smirked at him, trying not to laugh. "I told you it's NOT my account," he grunted, "It's a friend's who stopped using it so he passed it to me and -" "Shhh," I pressed my finger on his lips, making him flinch, "I won't tell anyone about your Wattpad account and well, book. But there is a teeny tiny problem. They're kind of posted on the school's website..." "What?!" ______ Bree Hayland is a seventeen year-old Wattpad addict with no real social life. Other than spending hours writing and surfing through the app called Wattpad, she blogs on her school's website. Michael Langwood is Eagle High's hedonistic bad boy. He has godly looks, popularity, and a major reputation to keep. But when Bree accidentally stumbles upon his most embarrassing secret, she can't let that go unnoticed. She seeks revenge for Michael's past behavior towards her, and she knows exactly how to get it... ...But the question is, at what cost? A story filled with humorous incidents, awkward moments, and even a tint of romance. _____ ~Winner of The Literary Awards 2017

[TW: This book contains strong language and scenes that others may find uncomfortable to read. | Also note that this was made by a 13-year-old so don't expect great things. Although it is edited, I kept most of the story as is. Initially published on 2016] "You'll never get me to fall in love! So stop trying!" She glares at me and climbs up the fence. 'Hey stop! Hailey!' I call out running after her. I finally caught up to her and I grab her wrist. 'Stop.' I order. "Let go of me you dink!" She struggles to escape from my tight grip. I lean my face towards hers and smirk. "Th-This isn't funny, Kevin! Stop! Stop it!" I plant a quick kiss on her lips and ran for it. She didn't move. I went back. Guilt. 'Hailey? You okay? I'm sorry... Hailey? Look at me, Please...' She doesn't look at me. What have I done?! She looks up and gives me a death stare. "I'll give five seconds to run..." I stayed there. I'm ready to get my punishment. "One..." She clenches her fists. "Two..." I want her to punch me... "Three..." "Four..." "Five... Why are you still here?" "Because I want to..." I closed my eyes and waited for her fist to punch me. Instead, I felt her warm lips on mine. That's my Bad Girl...

Without hesitation I crashed my lips to his. He was too surprised to kiss back at first, but he quickly recovered and snaked his arms around me. Now I was the one not responding due to shock. He didn't push me away? Just as the kiss was about to deepen, I pulled away from him and sprinted down the thankfully empty hallway. • • • • • Emma Burns and her two best friends have a tradition. Each year one girl takes a turn - the first person you bump into on the first day of school, you have to complete the three kisses with. Kiss #1 - No matter what, you kiss them then and there. Kiss #2 - Get them to kiss you. Kiss #3 - Tongue. COVER MADE BY @angelicapascoe check out her work she's amazing!!

{SAMPLE: Published on Amazon} Five hundred years ago, humanity's freedom died. When the Greek Gods and Goddesses were usurped from their home on Mt. Olympus, they crashed upon Earth and enslaved the human race. Children spend their existence inside prisons ran by ruthless Immortals, and upon their eighteenth birthday, they are thrown into an arena to be fought after. Once won, they are scarified with their name and short-lived identity in an unforgiving world, where there is an absence of hope for people with mortality coursing through their red veins. Servitude shackled humanity, but then a girl stood in the arena on the first summer solstice since she turned eighteen years old. A nameless girl, trembling behind the safety of her friend, landed in the Gods' worlds without knowing that she was going to be their unraveling. This wide-eyed slave, who bled two colors. One red like humans. One gold like the gods. Five hundred years ago, humanity's freedom died, but she's here to take it back. Final Book Cover commissioned by @Fantastical-Ink

"I hope you realize you made the worst f**king decision of your life." She could feel his cold icy blue eyes piercing through her soul. "I didn't ask for this..." tears threatened to fall from her eyes, her lips quivering in fear. His grip on both her wrists become tighter as he slams them hard against the wall, trapping her petite body in-between the wall and his body, "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone my heart, do you understand?" She winces from the pain from her wrists. He slams her arms against the wall again. He leans in close enough to the point where their lips are only inches apart, "I said, do you f**king understand, foolish girl?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw in an impatient manner. She nods in hopes that he'll let go. And just like that, he lets go of her as she falls to the floor in utter defeat. What have I done... she asks herself. **Full Summary Inside** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!