You've heard the classic story of the good girl and bad boy. So what happens when the roles are switched? What if the so called "bad girl" isn't as bad as she seems? What happens when their paths cross? And what happens when they both realize that there's more to life than living? Meet Mitch Hughes. Smart but not a genius. He has a place but he wants something more. He wants to prove that he's more than he seems. Meet Emerald Dusk. Popular. Pretty. Secretly a super genius. She's also secretly suicidal. She has a place but all she wants is her old life back. She has another story. A story that no one knows. A story that got out once. And that one time, it forced her to give up everything she had. Life is meaningless to her. Trust is unknown to her. She wants to turn back the clock. Two completely different people. Each with their own story. *** "You shut people out." "And what's wrong with that?" "Eventually, you'll get lonely Emerald." "I'm not lonely Mitch. I'm alone."

After Nikki's family died in a horrible robbery gone wrong, she was sent to live in an orphanage, well it was more of a hell hole. She & her 7 brother like friend Alex both continue staying alive by watching team crafted, which is pretty much the only thing that makes them happy other than each other and a few other youtubers. Nikki thinks that she and Alex may never get adopted until Team Crafted come and adopt them, may I repeat, TEAM CRAFTED CAME AND ADOPTED THEM!!! As they live with them Nikki becomes aware that living with awesome youtubers can't always be as easy as it may seem. There will be laughs, There will be drama, There will be romance (even though I kind of suck at those type of things), There will be tears, & There will be......shits. Yes, shits. Read this if you think the description makes the book sound pretty cool, and if you don't then still read it, you know if yah want to, not gonna put a gun to your head and demand you to. Yeah I'll just be on my way....

You may think you know me. To you, I might be District 2's Prodigy, or maybe I'm the Captiol's spoiled ambassador. But to most, I'm violent, blood thirsty, menacing, and murderous. My only hope to change all that is to volunteer for the games. My only goal is to save someone. Someone who needs to go back home to their family. Someone who their family needs. But who? It's a lot more complicated then it seems. Because you don't know who you can trust. But I'll give you a hint: Not me. Why? Because I may not be who you think I am.

She was always told that a picture was worth a thousand words, but they never taught her that letters were worth the same. One letter, one picture: enough to change a life. Amber's life.

Five-time New York Times #1 bestseller, Adelaide Maddox, is not like normal 21 year-olds for many reasons. Not only is she one of the most popular romance novelists, she's hiding something from her readers. She's never been in love, never even been kissed. And when Addy's faithful editor retires and a newer, hotter replacement comes in, how far will she go to make Mr. Elliot Hayes hers? It's battle royale at the office, and maybe with the help of her best friend Bria, Addy can be victorious. And through all of this, can Addy escape her writer's block and finish her sixth novel? Read as Addy acquires her battle scars, goes through lessons in flirting, and struggles to live out her own romance, in I Write Romances, Not Live Them.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Tyler's head peeking out of the shower curtain. "What the-" I turn around to see Tyler with his hair styled into a mohawk with shampoo. "It's a new style I'm thinking about trying," he smirks. "It suits you," I say and I go back to fixing myself up. In which a girl ends up moving to an all boy school and by chance meet the most interesting group of people she will ever know.

One secret kept. One challenge accepted. Too many lies told. I've always been the beautiful, perfect girl. I've always gotten what I want, and that includes boys. But that was about to change. Because of some stupid bet. No, I've never really loved anyone. Until I met him. And in an instant, I realized that the bet didn't matter anymore. I really did love him. But someone else had other ideas. We just were never meant to be. Because of one little bet, he would never know who I really was. To him, I'd always be Perfectly Hidden.