Like every other teenager, Angelina had plans for the summer that include camps, parties, and beach days with her friends. The final day of school arrives and Angelina thinks that she is now free from all the boy drama for three months. But that was before she got home and found three hot brothers there: Andrew the player, Riley the cutie, and William the childish one. Angelina soon discovers that they are staying with her and her father for the summer. Will her summer turn out the way she wanted it to be, better, or even worse? Join Angelina as she tries to survive the summer with the Turner brothers.

another compilation of my poems!!!!! but this time, it's more happier...or should i say it's happy since the other compilation was all gloomy and depressin. the only thing happy about it is when there's murder or torturing that's gonna happen! "i'm weird that way~"

Laura hated his every move, his every breath and Chris hated Laura with every fiber in his body. So how is it that they find themselves in a heated passionate twist of lust every time they argued? Was this raging fire within them both just a taste of what drives them both towards each other with such madness? Can love really spring up from the depths of hate? There's only one way to find out...by reading this book. I know a lot of you are reading this book and thank you for that but there is a more recent updated version of this book posted on my profile as "Hating You Sweetly (New Edit)" It has a few different scenes. The characters are also a bit more defined, if that makes sense.

Written for @CabooseHatesBabies Song Inspired Story Contest. My song was Daydream No. 19 by Trocadero.

Peyton is a famous dancer and singer who doesnt have time for a relationship. But when she meets a strange guy at a coffee shop she cant seem to stop thinking about him. Then we she finds out it is the famous August Turner and meets him at the BAA's things begin to change. When August accuses her of falling in love with him, he challenges her to a contest. 'He steps close to me so that we aren't even an inch apart. Then, slowly, he leans his head down to my ear. "Wanna play a game?" he whispers amost seductively. His whisper tickles my neck and sends shivers down my spine. "And what exactly are the rules of said game?" I whisper back, mimicking his tone. "We pretend date. Call and text each other all day, play fight, say we miss each other, tell each other good night and good morning everyday, hangout with each other friends and hug and kiss. " He whispers again. This time grabbing my hand and squeezing it slightly. "And whoever falls in love first?" I whisper back. He leans back down to my ear and whispers ever so quietly. "...Loses." He chuckles and pulls away. I lean in and kiss him one more time and walk back to the living room. Because guess what, August, two can play at that game.'

Simple thoughts when it comes to 'love and relationship' because at times, people becomes deaf and blind not wanting to see and listen.

Matthew has always had a hard life especially at home. His adopted father abuses him and forces him into prostitution at sixteen years old. He is a freshmen in highschool and a outcast because hes "emo" and it doesn't help that he's gay. He was held back when he spent some time in the hospital after his bio dad went crazy and stabbed him. But will life get better when he meets the super hot jock Trey Lockheart? Maybe just maybe Trey will save him.... (WILL BE EDITING AND REVISING SOON. I was 14 when I wrote this and grammar wasn't my strong suit. I wrote it just to write. Now comes the criticism.) Sidenote..comments make me post faster... comments,votes, recommendations, and fanning is also welcome.

Unexpected love. Unexpected betrayal. Unexpected turns. Unexpected claiming. All I ever wanted in my life is to love and to be loved back. But why is heaven and hell so cruel that they have to put my life in between of it? And why does love have to be so powerful that it can already deceive a person's soul? And why does it feels so haven when you're in love and it hurts like hell when you're broken? Well,those questions have been running in my head since I met the guy who deceived me.