Tyler Gray has been known for his involvement in violent fights. He's grown used to the whispers, the rumors, and the arrogant morons who still try to pick fights with him. But that doesn't matter to Alice Anderson, a charmingly optimistic innocent yet evil girl who's been in love with him since they were kids. To her, Tyler is the chocolate-loving sweetheart who was, and always will be, honest and kind. But it has been at least four years since she last saw him. Although their parents have strongly agreed on marrying them off to each other, Alice needs to go through great efforts in order for the love of her life to see her the way she sees him.

Being cheated on is the worst feeling ever. When I called my best friend Kyrn and told her what happened between me and Brett, she came over straight away. I always told her that I wished I would find a man that would love me and not just want sex all the time like most guys do. It turns out, that I would be getting my wish tonight. Tonight was the night that my best friend and I were kidnapped from my house by sexy Greek god kidnappers. Highest ranking: #1 in Werewolf

[Edited] "You had to be extremely low on cash to wank into a cup for it," Dani sneered, feeling like a vindictive bully in a playground. But Carlo deserved it. She felt the first sharp stab of fear that went through her heart when Carlo looked at her with thunder in his eyes. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?" she continued. Fingering the 9mm in her back pocket, she remembered that she'd never even shot the damn thing, despite her brothers' pleas to teach her. Carlo's shadow blanketed her. "Kill you?" His brow furrowed. "Do you really think that lowly of me, cara? I'm wounded." "Then what the hell do you want?" His face flashed with a look she barely recognised - pure arousal. Even when he reached out and pulled her to him, she could feel it. "I realised that the mother of my child is more of a spitfire than I thought." His lips brushed her earlobe. "Call me a pyromaniac." *cover by @bullethood*

"Pregnant," he said, the word rolling off his tongue. "Yes, Mr. Devereux, I am pregnant with your child." She cast her eyes down at her nails to avoid his intense hazel eyes. "Anyway, you don't even remember me. I just thought you should know. Goodbye." Oh, yes, he remembered this one. She had been a challenge, and when he finally stumbled into bed with her, he didn't ever want to stop his deep thrusting or the desperate movements of her hands in his hair, pulling him closer until they came together. "Olivia," he said, drawing out her name the same way he had during their passionate night. "I want my child. Give me proof it's mine so I can take this predicament off your hands." She laughed at the insensitive man. "How dare you have the nerve to call my child a predicament? There is nothing unpleasant about the blood I carry. Goodbye, Mr. Devereux, and I hope you rot in hell."

Katrina Winston has always loved soccer. She played for varsity and competitive teams all her life since the diaper days. Now she enters college where the girl's soccer team tryouts already happened. Angry that she missed her chances of playing her favorite sport her first year, she looks upon the boy's soccer tryouts. Then an idea pops into her head. Meet Keith Winston, Katrina's "twin brother" who plays in the boys' team. But with twists and turns happening, there is something bound to happen. With the comedic story about one person playing two lives, follow Katrina's journey into "She's the Man" and its joint sequel, "It's a Guy/Girl Thing."

I am Nichole Pierce, I'm seventeen and I'm dying. I was diagnosed with Acute lymphoblastic leukemia. My time is running out. SNEAK PEEK: Niall walked in, found me crying on the balcony, he pulled me into a hug. Niall's shoulder was shaking too, it was then I realised Niall is crying with me. My brother who has been a rock throughout this period is crying. "I love you, sis," Niall kissed my head. I cried even harder, hugging Niall to me.

They said, love comes in different kind. I am Danielle Stewart; my kind of love came unexpectedly. It came along with revenge. Sneak peek: I sighed. Elliot played with my hair, "I can't let you out of my sight for a minute huh? Last time I let you out of my sight, you was attacked. Now, you was being slapped and with a knife on your neck. Someday, I'm going to die from watching you get hurt."

Summer is her favorite time of the year. Because that's when she gets to watch (not stalk) the boy she fell in love with who lives across the street. Naomi spends every summer at her aunt's house and does absolutely nothing but gaze dreamily at West Gray as he and his friends do all sorts of crazy things. She doesn't have a single friend in that neighborhood yet she knows every single one of them. But one day, fate gets tired of her unprogressive one-sided love and decides to get things going, and by fate it means her mysteriously smart white cat, Whisky. With her help, Naomi finds herself in the middle of what she only used to watch from her bedroom window...

Cupid's pointed arrow struck Orion, will Orion strike the arrow back at Cupid? Orion was struck by the all-too-famous pointy golden arrow, shot by Cupid himself. But, the arrow wasn't shot to pair her with her fated one. The arrow was shot at her so she could be the next matchmaker. She's stuck to face hormonal teens and a bad attitude mentor until she finds her own love. But, is her love closer than she thinks and standing with his own set of arrows?

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.