Emma is a 19 year old girl. She's has nothing but good things in her life. She just graduated and she has the perfect boyfriend. Her biggest secret is that she's in love with her best friend. She's determined that no one will ever find out. But will she be able to keep her secret forever? Or will things turn out for the better?

"she's the devil, but she melts my heart." When Claire Bryson lands an internship spot at one of Australia's top fashion magazines, she begs her parents to let her take a year off before college. Of course she has zero interest in fashion and only yearns to immerse in Australian culture, buy a few Tim Tams here and there. And of course she also happens to be Evangeline Skye's freshie assistant. - The Devil Wears Prada but with more devil and a sprinkle of fluff.

Sequel to "Glasses" ---- Two girls powering through the chaos of love.

What are you supposed to do if life comes crashing down on you? Live it. At age 21, Faye was told she had one year to live, but she was going to live that year right. There were 9 main things she was determined to do before she died: -go to Paris -hang glide -learn how to skip rocks -egg a house -jump off a cliff -ride in a limo -go to a rave -make a time capsule -fall in love #172 in life #84 in bisexual

Taylor Monroe always kept to herself. She genuinely enjoyed spending her weekends and weekdays alone, losing herself in the bundle of notebooks she'd spend hours filling with beautiful poems and thoughts no one else would understand but her. Sometimes, if she was feeling a little inspired, she'd sketch. Other times, she'd take photos on her film cam. But there was always one subject. Romee Carey. The girl that makes everyone's heads turn wherever she goes. The one of the golden hair and dazzling smile. The reason for Taylor's erratic heartbeats ever since Science class ten years ago. Not that Romee remembers. Or even bothers to acknowledge her existence. A/N: this is my first book some parts are kinda cringey im sorry but you're welcome to take a leap of faith

She remembered her scent. It seemed to verify her aura. Her scent was cherry Coke and cigarettes. The latter one was passed onto her, especially after she had handed her her first cigarette only three months ago. Three months was all it took for her to develop that bad habit, but it wasn't the first nor the only one she developed in that period of time. Now she laid on the roof where she had smoked her first cigarette three months ago, and she glanced over at the full can of cherry Coke sitting on the concrete next to her, almost as if it were mocking her. A dull ache formed in her heart, a hollow, resounding ache that penetrated her deepest core. The sudden burning sensation in her fingers made her realize that the cigarette was burned to its very end, and maybe so was she. -♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤- August is attending Cornell University as a creative writing major, and while at a college party her friends dragged her to much to her dismay, she stumbles upon a gang in an alleyway and sees something she shouldn't have. With her life now in danger, she has to deal with the consequences of that night-which includes the leader of the Blue Porcelain gang, Willow, a tall and brooding woman whose green eyes would put the girl in more danger than being caught in a spiderweb of New York gangs ever could. [tw: violence, sex]