She was smart. 𝘞𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 smart. she was devious. she was cunning. And so much more then what people thought of her. Claire Van Doren was outstandingly smart out of all of Thameswood Academy. With a high GP and top student of her criminology and law studies, she was assigned to solve a case that couldn't be solved. A case that nobody, not even the police, could solve. She had secrets. 𝘏𝘦 could solve them. He had darker secrets. 𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘥 solve them like a riddle. She hated him. 𝘏𝘦 despised her. But maybe, just maybe, she was all he could think about.

When the anxious, new girl to the school runs into the popular boy and his friends she couldn't be more mortified. He couldn't be more godsmacked. How will they get through the challenges of their dwindling home lifes while trying to control their growing feelings for eachother.

Luna Adams was betrayed and traumatised by a Certain Six whom she, at the time, considered friends and confidants, at Westview High. They ruined her. Their lies, greed and secrets had turned Luna's world into her own waking nightmare, forcing her to flee at the end of sophomore year, leaving behind the ghosts of her trauma. Now, she's back for her senior year with an insatiable thirst for vengeance for what was done to her. The truth will come out, and their secrets will burn. She has nothing to lose anymore. There is not a line in this world too great for her to cross in order to achieve this. Even if it destroys her in the process. No rules. No mercy. No regret. They made her a villain. Now, they'll learn to fear her. *** "Touch me again and I promise I'll teach you the definition of a bitch" *** Thank you to @sh-atteredheart for the cover :)

In a town where the high school football team rules the school, Amelia is just another face in the crowd. Sure, her dad is the football coach but Amelia's idea of "Friday night lights" revolves around studying until lights are out. Trying to impress her father who only knows football and her mother's high expectations, Amelia puts her head down and tries her best to satisfy them. After accidentally ending up at a party one night (without her mother's permission of course), Amelia finds herself thrown into the world of the infuriatingly gorgeous yet arrogant Zack Darrington. Zack was never part of a crowd. He's king of the city: the best running back in the state- if not the entire country. Flirtatious, cocky, and a skilled player in all senses, Amelia is not the type of girl he typically surrounds himself with. Everyone knows Zack Darrington. No one knows Amelia Hayes. Football is his world while she wishes it wasn't a part of hers. At first glance, these two couldn't be more different but deep down, they may be more similar than they think. Highest Rankings: #1 in Fiction #10 in Teen Fiction #3 in Sports #10 in Drama Book 1 in THE COACH'S DAUGHTER trilogy Can be read as a standalone Book 2 OUT NOW

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

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