There are legends of wolf like creatures in every culture I just thought they were lies till now comment what you think please if you like it I'll continue the story

❝He minded his own business until she bruised his ego.❞ _____________________ "He's hot," she pointed out, and I rolled my eyes at her antics. Well, he was hot. Not going to deny that. He seemed to have heard her, but he payed no heed. He just showed a small smirk and went back to sipping his coffee like nothing had ever happened at all. He began talking to his friends, and I found myself rolling my eyes and I almost face palmed, but then an idea struck into my head. Men love their egos, right? Well, they call me troublemaker for a reason. "He's cute, Darcy. What are you talking about?" A rumble of laughter erupted from their table, and Darcy looked at me, biting her lips to suppress her laughter, understanding what I was trying to do. She shook her head out of amusement and we continued eating our fries, oblivious to our surroundings, until I felt a tattooed hand steal one of my fries. "You'll regret that Platinum." he says, and I narrow my eyes at him, noticing that he was already sitting on the chair, his legs stretched to my table, and he continued eating my food. It was my food. He messed with my food. Who does that? "It's Silver. Game on, boy." ------------ Silver Blackwood is the troublemaker of the entire school. She knows things in and out, and despite her grades, she's incredibly smart, and has her own ways of facing problems. She's loves annoying people, is straightforward and blunt, but has a big heart. Beck Thorn is the reserved, quiet guy who doesn't warm up quickly. He doesn't talk much, can come off as rude but keeps to himself unless he wants to do something, and loves tattoos. He has trust issues and he's up for any challenge, and thinks of himself as a man. That is until his ego is bruised. The Chipper Troublemaker and the Reserved Tattooed guy. How fun. ||COVER BY @Ms_Book_Worm||

People say that love is in every corner... looks like Riley's been walking in circles. You see, Riley is a proud tomboy and she loves being one of the guys, but there is a problem: she likes Ayden, the campus Casanova. She knows he won't be interested in her and she accepts her defeat. After all, being a tomboy doesn't attracts a ladies' man. But what happens when Riley gets trapped with Ayden's best friend, Andrew, and things get complicated? Will Riley get entangled in love's tricks and games? Will she be able to resist love in where she least expects it? Or will she finally succeed in having Ayden interested in her? Their hearts will never be the same. "I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did." [WARNING: Might have a serious illness of unprofessional grammar. Be kind enough to understand that this condition is normal for a book written by a teenager who wrote it at sixteen years of age. If you're not a certificated grammarian, don't dare to comment about the lack of healthy grammar and syntax this story has. It's obvious. I'm aware of it. Read at own risk. And I apologize for the long warning, but such things are quite entertaining to write. ]

"Love is..." I explored my brain to find the most suitable word in my dictionary that could fit in the definition I was trying to say; the definition that could make the jerk, sitting opposite me with a smirk on his face, believe in 'love'. "Bullshit?" He offered with a huge arrogant smirk on his face and no matter how much I agreed with him on this particular matter, I couldn't agree. So, instead of nodding my head in agreement, I scowled at him. His smirk grew bigger and he leaned away from me, gazing at me with his piercing grey eyes. "Finding it hard to make me believe in love when you yourself don't believe in that shit, huh?" With his piercing grey gaze fixed on my every move, I realized that 'being the devil's cupid' was going to be a lot tougher than I had initially thought. (By the author of 'And We Meet Again')