(Sequel to 'Pranking the bad boy') "Ryder, let's go!" I called over to him. "Will you just wait?" he asked, looking up and smiling like a little boy. "For what?" All of a sudden there was a clap of thunder and rain started pouring down on us. I gasped but felt somehow comfortable. The rain was warm and engulfed us in a warm blanket. Ryder turned around to face me. I smiled at him and he smiled back in return. "You're unbelievable," I chuckled. Instead of answering, he walked over to me and tucked a wet piece of hair behind my ear before swooping down to kiss me. I clutched his soaked shirt in my hands and enjoyed this sweet moment. __________________ Ryder and Kennedy are in their senior year of high school. The school year has almost come to an end and as a surprise, the seniors are taking a three week school trip. France - Italy - Sweden Those are the choices they have. Well... not really choices. Their names are written on a piece of paper and chosen from randomly. Will they all go to the same place? What's going to happen if they don't? And even more importantly: what's going to happen if they do all go to the same place? __________________ Thank you to Ayiah_Jaddo for the amazing cover!!

"A nice girl like you shouldn't be in this kind of neighbourhood," a voice warned. I turned around and saw Hayden leaning against the brick wall of a run down house. He looked incredibly hot with his dark jeans and black leather jacket hanging over his naked chest. He took a drag from the cigarette between his fingers and studied me. "Who said I was a nice girl?" I asked. He chuckled and dropped the cigarette to the floor, stepping on it to put it out. "I just can't believe you'd be anything other than a nice girl." "Well then you obviously don't know anything about me." _____________________ K.C. moved to a new town with her dad. But nobody ever moves here. They are the first since the last 50 years. But why? The town is separated into two sides. The east and the west. The elites and the bandits. The upper and lower class. One wears polo t-shirts and the other leather jackets. The two groups can't stand each other and will do anything to show their dislike towards each other. But what happens when K.C. has to choose between these two groups and doesn't know what to do? And even worse, what is she going to do once people start being killed one after another? _________________________ Thank you to @EmosRGreat for the amazing cover!

"What the hell?! Kennedy!" I watch as Ryder turns around furiously and strides towards me. Oh oh. Maybe I took it too far... "What's wrong with you?! Did you really have to cover my car in pink sticky notes?!" He steps towards me and I take a step back. He steps forward again and I step back until I'm up against the wall. "Well if you would have left me alone when I told you to, I wouldn't have had to do it," I fire back. He chuckles. "You don't know what you just got yourself into." "What do you mea--" I get cut off by his lips on mine. I freeze. What was happening? And why did it feel so good? Ryder grabs my waist and pulls me closer to him. I wrap my arms around his neck and tangle my fingers in his hair. He bites down on my bottom lip softly. As I was about to part my lips, he pulls away. "Better watch your back," he says. He smirks at me and then turns around to leave. What just happened? ____________________ Kennedy is not like most girls. Instead of getting her nails done and gossiping, she would rather ride her motorcycle or dive jump. She didn't have any friends back at her old school, but will that change when she attends a new one? She meets the bad boy of the school, Ryder. One harmless prank of pouring some pudding over his head starts a whole other war. They prank each other and start to realise that they might have feelings for the other person and the other person might have feelings for them. Will they use that knowledge to their advantage? __________________ Highest rank: #8- teen fiction 12/29/16 Thank you to MySecretDiary for the amazing cover!!

London Kingsley is trying to claw her way into the family business. The only problem is that her family doesn't run a bakery or a sports bar. They are all government agents. Each new day is a crushing reminder that she doesn't stack up against her stoic mother or her ultra successful cousins. One impulsive, steamy night destroys a friendship, but could also be the key to her success. Each night together pushes them further and further apart, but neither of them are prepared to stop.

The last thing Queen Zara needs after her disastrous coronation is to be tied down to the arrogant Canadian agent who saved her life. ~~~~~ Zara inherits the crown in her early twenties when her elderly father passes away. She is convinced that, though she is young, she will make a fine queen, capable and strong. Beside her is the fiancé that her father hand selected for her before he died and her life couldn't be more planned out and organized. That is until shots are fired at her during her coronation. Luckily, a Canadian agent on vacation saves the day. Jasper Kingsley is Zara's ultimate challenge: hot-headed, riddled with secrets and scars, and so damn attractive. Content warning: This story contains mature sexual content, drug use, and themes of death and violence.