Watty Finalist: Mystery/Thriller, On the Rise I see him vividly in my head. Him. The guy who calls himself A for whatever reason. The guy dressed in a black cloak with a hood that makes his face look like an endless sea of darkness. The guy whose voice is like velvet; so smooth; yet so deep and dark it sends chills down my spine every time he speaks. The guy whose simple words and actions are enough to send my heart into a frenzy. The guy whose black-as-night eyes captivate me day and night. The guy who enjoys teasing me and making me angry, like it's one of his new hobbies. The guy who has the power to make my legs turn to jelly in an instant. The guy whose past is so deep, dark, and bottled up that it scares me. The guy who spends most of his time stalking me; visiting me at night. The guy whose arms hold me so tight and securely. The guy who evokes feelings in me that honestly scare the hell out of me. But he's not just a guy. He's a criminal. The criminal that calls me cupcake.

Courtney and Niall have been inseparable since they were 3 years old, due to him being the only male figure in her life since her dad died. Although, come summer, they both have different plans for their lives. She wants to go to university in Paris to study design , and he wants to stay in London for music. But when Courtney starts getting freaky text messages from an unknown number, she doesn't feel safe being so far from Niall. So now she must choose; follow her dream or stay with her best friend?

Well this is different, I thought to myself, as I stared at the 5 boys now standing in front of me.The grins were long gone from their faces, and a new dumb-founded expression was now playing across their features. "You never told them I was gonna be a girl, did you ?" I narrowed my eyes at Simon, while nudging Val, who was clearly trying not to laugh at the boys expressions. ------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm Rickie. Just turned 18, finished my exams, got an awesome new motorcycle, and I'm currently heading over to England to study law and psychology at Oxford University, and finally start training in the London police department with my overprotective, idiot of a twin brother (Who I love to bits, but he doesn't need to know that) Everything had been prearranged and was supposed to be a simple matter of settling in our newly bought apartment, focusing on my education whilst attending training, and overall, carrying on in a NORMAL manner. What really happened couldn't have been further from the truth. Being hired as a personal bodyguard for a world famous boy band who I was supposed to be protecting from a series of seemingly unconnected "Accidents", whilst refraining my own brother from seriously harming any of them because of the fact they keep hitting on me - wasn't really on my agenda when I thought about the things that I would be doing when I got here. Did I mention I was also currently living with them ? Or that one of them has a burning desire to smother me in possessiveness ? No ? Make that all of them.

He was a prince. She was a guard. When Isandra's past catches up with her, her job of protecting the royals gets harder and protecting herself in the process was near impossible. Her duty was to him and the throne he would be sitting on, but things get a bit out of hand when she gets assigned to be a royal guard. Men from the past, needed to stay in the past.

Karina and her friends Heather, Mia, and Lola are ready for a bliss full summer vacation in a beautiful lake house. Than it all comes crashing down the four charming, swaggering, and hot boys that bought the house also. What will happen now? Well, pranks, a few stolen kisses, and romance! It might as well be a recipe for disaster for this four girls that were expecting a peaceful summer vacation.

"Alright. I got this far. What next Mr. Teacher?" He laughs at me. Actually laughs at me! If he thinks that just because his laugh is one of the sexiest sounds ever that he can get away with laughing at me, he is so wrong. My anger is lost the second his fingers start caressing their way up my leg, landing on my hip which is where they stay. "First lesson: the art of teasing." I can do this one. It'll be just like the other night in his living room. Give him just enough to leave him wanting more. However, even though I know a lot about teasing, I think I'm about to learn a whole hell of a lot more. Looking directly into Cameron's eyes, I see how they are twinkling with the excitement of this lesson. I have a feeling I am in way over my head. -- Cameron is Amanda's best friend's brother. After a night of restlessness, Cameron agrees to teach Amanda how to kiss her way to a boyfriend, but there is only one tiny problem. She doesn't want just any boyfriend. She wants the guy she has been in love with for years, and he just agreed to take her to Kissing School.

Violet Brooks is now going to college in California where she is rooming with her two best friends, Ash and Sky. She will make some new friends, and reunite with others. With the help of some friends, Vi gets into another prank contest, but this time, who will win?

Never in my life has my mom ever said something so horrible, so disgusting. Never in my sixteen years of living, have I heard something so awful and cruel. When Mom said those five words, I felt like my world was ending, and that my life was over. "You're going to high school." Now, I know what you're thinking. What's so bad about high school? Well, nothing if you're a normal, responsible human. But, that's just the thing. I'm not human. I'm a vampire. And, I've watched a hundred human movies to know that high school is horrible. My life has officially ended.

Being raised by 5 brothers wasnt easy. I grew up to be a tomboy, playing sports, watching the games on TV, and hanging out with the guys. I was always on easy target for bullies, especially boys. They would make fun of my curveless body and the way I dressed, and also made rumors up about me. So when I was offered the chance to go to school in Paris for 2 years I jumped at the opprotunity to leave this place. 2 years later and here I am, all grown up. Im not that little girl that they all remember. It wasnt my plan to get revenge, but they all just made it way too easy. With the help of my bestfriend Im going to have the boys wanting to date me and the girls wanting to be me.