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.

Summer Jacobs knew full well about her town’s tradition. Every year at the end of the summer, a party would be held on school grounds without the knowledge of the parents or the teachers. It had been happening since before Summer was born and never once was anyone the wiser. This year however, everyone was going to find out. Summer had planned a weekend of alcohol, bad decisions and horrendous photo’s which she would later un-tag herself from on Facebook. A whole weekend with her friends at the biggest party of the year, without any worries or parents telling her what to do. So how she ended up trapped in the school with a deranged psycho killing her classmates off one by one, she will never know. It wouldn’t have been as bad if she was trapped on her own. She would have been happier to face the lunatic solo rather than be trapped with a guy who kept using the life or death situation to make passes at her. His theory was being so close to death should definitely loosen her up, and by ‘loosen up’ he definitely meant ‘get naked.’ Along with his friends who between them had the IQ of a baby tree stump, an outcast who probably still had Spiderman bed sheets and the cheerleaders who were more worried about all the blood staining their new white jeans, they had to somehow make it out of there alive. And to think, Summer’s biggest worry that weekend was waking up with a brutal hangover… ©makeandoffer

So this isn't a normal book. This book is being made up as 'we' go along. Yes, we. We are 4 girls writing a book, however we will update the book whenever we feel, but no one knows who's writing which chapter, not even ourselves. So this is a surprise for all of us. This book is a combination of 4 different writing styles, all of which are completely different to one and another's. So let's see how this little experiment pans out. Enjoy.

When Franny learns why former popular boy Tyler fell from grace, she gets thrown head-first into his dangerous world but also closer to his timid heart. ***** Eighteen-year-old Tyler Madden used to have everything. He was captain of the football team, popular, high achiever, and was set to have a successful career. But when a secret too hard to handle comes to light, he turns to underground fighting to deal with the pain. Now, he's in too deep. And when Francesca Howard befriends him at school in the hopes of figuring out what went wrong, she unknowingly gets pulled into the criminal world he's now stuck in. As the two find comfort in each other, they find themselves faced with their impending future and trying to get Tyler out alive. Content/Trigger Warning: this story contains scenes pertaining to drug use, substance abuse, and violence. [#1 in teen fiction, romance and action]

*lowercase intended for design purposes* "killer, killer with the bloodshot eyes, do you need someone to hold you tight?"

A tale of horror.

"Tate Moore is fucking psychotic." He stared at me blankly, like he hadn't just insulted himself. He snapped his gum, as my mouth hung open. Then something completely unexpected happened. He plucked the gum from his mouth and stuck it on my nose, thumb pressing it onto my skin until in stayed. I blinked in shock as he ducked forward and pressed his lips to mine. The kiss was short and brief, and he pulled away with that same expressionless look. I could feel the cool air drying the gum on my sniffer as he said, "Now, Poppy Dawson is fucking crazy, too."

She didn't fall, she was pushed. Let me explain more, yeah? She was pushed, by her best friends, into a guy- but not just any guy. Cyrus Angelo, the infamous Cyrus Angelo. Maverly Perkins is full of witty comebacks, a loud laugh, and has a fierce attitude. Love doesn't come easy to her but does it to anyone? Just as Maverly is giving up on guys, due to a past experience with a jerk, she's pushed into something she doesn't want to get involved with, literally. No, not something- more like someone; Cyrus Angelo to be exact. But somethings different about him; her usual witty and sarcastic comments become stutters and nervous babbling. What is this feeling in the pit of her stomach? A crush? Love? Of course not. Cyrus Angelo- those are the two words that make guys run and girls swoon. No one talks to him, threatens him, touches him, or talks back to him. The last time any one of these things happened; someone ended up in a hospital for 6 weeks in the intensive care unit. But what happens when Maverly breaks all those rules... within a 2 minute period? After a promise to 'see her later,' too many awkward moments to count, crazy parties where a few people get drunk and tell their life story in full detail, funny experiences of falling, failing, and fighting, terrible flirting, and stupid games of truth or dare- Who knows what could happen? And to think it all started with a push. --- THIS COVER WAS MADE BY A FAN.

His name is Jason Adams. Her name is Jennifer Devin. If you put them in the same room — you’ll have a world of hell. Life hasn’t been the greatest to 16 year old Jason Adams. He has a lot of issues in his life, and even though he isn’t quite an adult yet, those issues left him on the streets. In other words, he’s homeless. But one night while driving home, 15 year old Jennifer Devin, and her mother spot the young man on the side of the road, holding a sign that no one wants to see a person at such a young age holding. Jennifer’s mother is outraged at the sight and takes the extreme risk of welcoming him into their home. Or more like, only Jennifer's mother welcomes him. Jennifer finds Jason annoying and somewhat obnoxious while she silently questions his past and predicts his not-so-good future. But what happens when she gets a little time to know him? Drama, love, tears, violence, regrets, fights, and so much more plus the world's weight are all on Jennifer Devin's shoulders when Jason comes into her life. Can she keep up with her very hectic and high demanding life or will she fall through the cracks and lose everything she has worked so hard for? Will she have to give up her dream of being a professional dancer or can Jason somehow help her? And even though Jason has practically started over his life, will his past come back to haunt him? And when it does, will Jennifer get involved? His name is Jason Adams. His Secret — you don’t want to know.

Arya Taylor is just your average 16 year old girl but her father mysteriously disappears on Halloween Night. She doesn't know how to react to this until a beautiful stranger from Arizona pulls her away, but what's his secret? There's a killer on the streets of Wren Valley and no one is safe. Arya finds love with a stranger named Oliver and he helps her find out why her father has gone. * Oliver was the whisper you found at the side of your mouth, a shadow dancing in the corner of your eye. I was delusional and needed to forget. He was there for me. He played his guitar and I knew I'd seen the same twinkle in his eyes once before. He was ever present. Protecting me like a cloak of smoke, sinking into my clothes. I was alone, I had no one to protect. He smoked his cigarette, I didn't smoke mine. I guess we all need something to take the pain away. I had too much pain that could never be taken away. I was lost. I needed to chase my river. Oliver Rivers. Up until December 13th. *WARNING* This book contains sexual content, mild violence, mature themes, explicit language and drug abuse.