humor #01 & teen fic #02 Alyssa Taylor is famous, well famous on Youtube, that is. Doing covers of popular songs and her sassy personality has gotten her from a small town in Northern California to the big city in Southern California. That isn't enough though, for Alyssa is striving for one thing: to make it in the music industry on her own. Meet Ryan Fox, singer-songwriter, notorious playboy, party-goer, and major teen heartthrob. Being a world famous star couldn't be easier with money coming from the trees and girls flinging their bodies at him. But one day the two meet, resulting in an array of misadventures between the two. The only question now is who becomes starstruck first?

Roll up, roll up. Need to make your ex realise that letting you go was the worst mistake they ever made? Need to make your enemy realise that you are, in fact, desirable? Or maybe your crush needs that little extra push that makes him realise that you’re everything they ever wanted. Well, then I have the perfect game for you. It will make your boyfriend/enemy/crush realise how much they want you. And, most of the time, it all works out for you. It’s simple: You pretend to be with someone; be the perfect doting couple, and make everyone in a ten-mile radius want to throw up at the sight of your PDAs. Then, voila, he realises just how perfect you really are. But what could this wonderful game possibly be called? I’m sure you guessed it, but if you’re not-so-bright, here’s the name: The Jealousy Game ~SIDE EFFECTS MAY INCLUDE LYING, CHEATING, BETRAYING, PAIN, AND FALLING IN LOVE WITH YOUR PRETEND BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND. THIS IS IN NO WAY THE GAME’S FAULT: THIS ONE’S ALL ON YOU ~ All Marley Adams wants it to get back at her ex-boyfriend for dumping her for another girl. Desperate and completely out of options, she enlists the help of her ex-childhood best friend, Noah Fordman. What follows is a riveting game of lies, secrets, deception and revelations. But just how hard must you play…. To beat the Jealousy Game. || Book Two of the Pranking the Bad Boy Series || Trailer: IAmChasingMavericks

'Robert first saw the ghost girl standing in the churchyard. Her hair was long, her skin was pale and her body glowed, bathing the nearby graves in a cool white light. She was unlike any girl Robert had seen. Her face was unconventionally beautiful. Her features were harsh, her brow proud and her nose crooked - she looked in many ways distinctly unfeminine. But her lips were red, her eyes sultry and a line of freckles ran across her nose. The contrast of both severe and soft features made her striking.' In the deepest parts of England, beyond the knowing of many, Robert Clarke is dragged into a world of weirdness and wonderment. Read how he meets the ghost girl and fights to save his family.

I am a guy . And when I find a diary , I intend to read it. So when I found the diary which my best friend who happens to be a girl , keeps. I read it. And it changed my life forever.

“You’re gorgeous, rich, incredibly smart and fearless!” Fearless? I’m not sure about that. “You’re perfect Drea, what else can you have?” Perfect. Nobody’s perfect, you see. I may be smart; I guess I got it from my parents. I may be rich; money is never a problem to my family. I may look beautiful to others; probably because they don’t know who I really am. My name is Alexandrea Varner. I don’t think love is a requirement in the type of marriage my parents have. My father does not love my mom nor find her attractive in any way and my mother doesn’t either. They’re married for the sake of making money. In front of everyone else, they’re the best actors and you’ll even think they’re made for each other. My sister, Henrietta, got abused by her 2nd boyfriend at the age of 18 and with the help of my family’s money, the bastard is now behind bars. My brother is a player. He treats girls like toys and he doesn’t give a damn whether they get pregnant and starve. Would you agree it’s understandable if I say that I’m afraid of LOVE?

Lauren Smith was a regular 16 year old girl that -Doesn't party -Doesn't hook up with boys -Pulls of amazing pranks -Isn't interested in a relationship And most of that changes when she meets Chase Fetcher in her boarding school. He is a typical bad boy. Doesn't stick to a girl. Parties all the time. Drinks. Makes girl faint. Have a group of friends that are just as bad. But she is just as bad. She gets herself in a bet-To play the badboy. To treat the badboy the way he treats girls. Play tough. But after some time, things change and feeling develop. And Lauren has to decide.

"This is all your fault, you know." I said to him with narrowed eyes as we stood in the small cubicle in the women's toilets, trying to hide from our families. "How is this my fault? Our parents planed this behind our backs, I had nothing to do with it!" he hissed back. I shook my head. "I mean it's all your fault we have to tolerate each other's faces in the first place. If you hadn't lied to your dad about me being your assistant and girlfriend to get him off your sorry case, you lazy bastard! Of all people, you had to be my psychiatrist's son." I spat back. "Well maybe if you hadn't forgotten your panties in the tumble drier that one time in the Laundromat, kicked me in the nuts and walked in on me while I was sleeping in my father's office then maybe we wouldn't have even met." "What? You were the one who tried to grope me before you even knew my name." I said to him. He groaned, like I was the problem. "Bitch!" "Jerk!" I spat back. I sighed. Who knew that one pair of polka dot undies and my extremely bad timing could get me in such a situation.

"Why can't you tell me what's wrong with you? Maybe I could fix it?" I desperately pled, hoping he would just open up to me. "I'm not some toy, Ivory. You can't just 'Fix' me." Nathan mumbled. He kept an emotionless cold face on but I could see past it. I could see the broken little boy who needed my help and by God was I going to help him. "Then lets be broken together." I reply softly, wrapping my arms around his neck. Nathan stiffened for a second when I touched him but he soon relaxed. He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer. He then kissed me with so much heat and passion. I had never felt so alive. I, Ivory Williams was making out with my loner neighbour while standing in the middle of a public park. "I can't." Nathan pulls away and pushes me off him. "I can't do this anymore, I need to tell you something and you're never going to want to talk to me again." Nathan looked as pale as a ghost, a mixture of sadness and fear consumed his eyes. "Nate, You're scaring me." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So how did I find myself naked in front of the hot new neighbour? How did I find myself so mesmerized by the most moody loner boy, who I hate yet I can't breathe without. Someone who in fact is hiding a dark secret. A secret that would not only change my life but make it crash down around me. Sometimes Love isn't so straight forward. Love can come in many shapes and forms, Mine came in the form of Nathan Rosenfield.

"Stop stealing my food." I glared at him but I knew he could see I was joking. A smile appeared on his face as I knew he had an idea. That's Never Good. "Here have it back." Carter opened his mouth and spit out chewed apple all over the floor. I didn't know weither to be angry or just plain disgusted. Carter burst out laughing and I couldn't help the edges of my mouth to twitch. Don't laugh, just keep a straight face Rose. I kept my face expressionless as I squatted down to the chewed apple remains on the floor and scooped it up in my hand. Carter stopped laughing once he saw what I was about to do. I threw the chewed apple at him, landing right on his face. Bulls-eye. There was about a two second silence before I bursted out laughing, clutching my sides at the comical sight in front of me. A look of shock and rage was present on Carters face and I could almost see a purple vain in his forehead throb. Of course this made me laugh twice as hard. I was struggling to breathe as Carter slowly wiped the apple of his face and glared me down. "You do know you picked up something that was in my mouth, right?" Carter remarked. How did I not think of that? Who knows what has been in Carters mouth! Or should I say, Who has been in Carter's mouth. I cringed and wiped my hands on Carter. He could have his disgusting germs back. "You do know you are just adding more of my germs if you rub it off on me." He said slowly as if I was a child. "Well isn't someone smart today? Wait you said we were late for school! We are definitely late now!" "Calm your pantyhose, I lied to get you out of bed." Carter smiled. "Wow, that must be a change from you lieing to get women Into bed." I said before walking out the front door. I got into my car but not before earning a middle finger from Carter. Isn't he charming? Cover By: