Zaman jahiliyahku cukup jahil. Aku sosial dan tak perlu kuceritakan tingkah sosialku. Boyfriend lain, skandal lain, yang berjinak-jinak untuk menjadikan aku Sugarbabe pun ramai. Aku tolak tepi. Takut tak mampu melayan walau hidup mewah berhartakan dosa. Satu hari, ditakdirkan aku dan Wafi (boyfriend aku) terlibat dalam kemalangan yang teruk. Wafi patah tangan dan aku cedera parah dikepala. Aku tak ingat apa yang berlaku. Sedar-sedar aku di hospital. Keadaanku nampak baik, normal... Aku celik mata. Aku pandang sekeliling. Ya, aku sedar aku berada dalam wad hospital. Privasi. Mataku redup tapi ligat pandang sekeliling sambil cuba ingat apa yang jadi. Gagal. Aku tak ingat apa-apa. Aku cuba bangun, duduk atas katil, selak langsir. Bagaikan mata ini baru menerima cahaya, mataku terpejam dek cahaya matahari. Tutup semula langsir dan aku dikejutkan dengan suara seorang perempuan yang masuk ke bilik aku... "Alhamdulillah... Sarah dah sedar!" katanya sambil meletakka

Always there is a easy and hard. A better and a worse. Running is easy. Running from the person you work for ? Without a doubt hard. I guess I'll just have to say the truth. Even if I have to say it to myself. I love you boss-even if you don't . I understand why. I hurt you for the better. The worse? You hate me. But I should have know that was the least of our problems.

Was Originally: My parents sold me, to my dead brother new best friend. My brother disappeared when I was eight, after a while we just assumed that he was dead. On my eighteenth birthday my life fell apart as my dead brother turned out to be not dead at all. What's worse was that my parents did something that I will not forgive. They sold me to his best friend who is supposed to be some kind of “prince”. They made the decision to ruin my life and payback is an understatement. Also it is being edited, but it takes time so just deal with it tell it gets fixed. dont like the dont read, go find something else to read or work on your own work so i can come bitch about to you.

"You're afraid of temptation." He said pinning me to the wall. "No, I'm not." I snapped at him. Who am I kidding? Yes, I am. He leaned closer nearly brushing his lips against mine. My breath caught in my throat and he grinned. "Your breath and your pulse give you away, Barbie." He said not pulling away. "I think you're scared you'll get hurt and you don't want any commitments. You don't take chances." "I'm a cheerleader...I take chances all the time." I pointed out shifting and accidently brushed my hips against his. This time I heard his breath catch in his throat. Now I smiled. "Who's tempted now?" "I'm always tempted." He whispered in my ear. There was a moment of silence where we just looked in each other's eyes before I whispered to him again. "Tempt me." He leaned forward crushing his lips to mine pulling me closer by my waist as my fingers got caught in his hair. He knows how to tempt people. ** Sage moves to a new town and tries out for the cheerleading team and everything seems to be going fine. Until she meets Aaron the hot bad boy of the school. He challenges her and tempts her into doing things she would never do. She doesn't know if she can trust him or if she likes the way he makes her act. But when her father doesn't approve and he tries to control her will she run to Aaron or stay with her good girl life? This is the story of the bad boy and the cheerleader.

Reece smirked, "Trust me Chloe, the good girl always falls for the bad boy." Chloe Armel is a good girl. She never gets in trouble, gets excellent grades and is loved by everyone. Enter Reece. Wild, badass and has an ego that honestly couldn't get any bigger. He gets into fights, breaks every single rule and couldn't care less about the consequences that come with it. When Chloe's parents leave to treat sick children in Cambodia for two weeks, she is forced to stay at her neighbour's house. Her neighbour has a son, and it's Reece Carter. Sneaking out. Parties. Drinks. Hash Brownies. Flirting. Breaking the law...and road trips. Add a few shots of Cupid's arrows and what have we got? No clue. All we know is, it'll be unforgettable.