"Did you know Drama lowers I.Q? Intelligent people keep smaller social circles." I tell him, throwing another grape in the air and catching it in my mouth. "If that's true, then you and I should be geniuses." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Carrie Edwards is an enigma. Mysterious, beautiful, good taste in fashion and undeniably shy. She's the ultimate introvert, but she cannot be classified as a good girl. Then again, she's not exactly a rebel. Her favorite color is purple and in 8th grade, she threw up on the blind kid in the middle of a presentation on Dolphins. That's about all anybody knows about her. Hidden beneath a blanket of PTSD and social anxiety is the quirky, insensible, headstrong and sarcastic girl who lives life with an internal monologue of comebacks she doesn't actually say. Alec Kendrick, smoldering hot, very typical stereotyped bad boy. No, he's not rich with absent parents, nor is he poor and struggling to provide for his family. He has two brothers and a baby sister, who he gets a smite bit overprotective over. Alec likes his motorbikes, leather jackets and the occasional back talk to the teachers, plus picking a couple of fights and some drinking. Admittedly, so he's not a total angel either. These two very different people would probably have not even crossed paths if it wasn't for a mixed up folder, a weekend lost in the woods, a stolen copy of an embarrassing tape, crazy siblings, dancing best friends and of course, some sparks. Who knows what happens next?! ~-~ Mancheston Series, Book Two. CAN BE READ SEPARATELY Not edited, working on it. Some spelling and grammar errors. P.S I DO NOT own the cover picture. I just think it's pretty so props to whoever took it :) Cover Made by @SprinkleJellyDonuts

Bliss has always been different. Because of a condition called CIPA, she’s never felt pain–no headaches, no cramps, no charlie horses. She also can’t sweat, cry or even play sports without endangering her life. And the worst part? She knows she has an expiration date, and it is probably fairly soon -- most people like her don't live past the age of 18. So, what's a girl to do? Well, if you're Bliss, you give the world the finger and decide to live life on your own terms. For her, this means training with her top-secret government agent mom in the art of hand-to-hand combat, and convincing her mad scientist dad to invent a special suit that will let her seek out the world's dangers without overheating and biting the big one. She is determined to take the world on, fighting the “bad guys” and leaving her mark during the short time she has. But when an old friend from CIPA camp asks her to help track down others like them who've suddenly disappeared under mysterious circumstances, her reckless lifestyle is put to the ultimate test. Especially when the junior government agent-in-training her mom assigns to help them with the case turns out to be totally hot--and totally into her. Torn between her feelings of anger toward the life she's been dealt and the one she could have if she just let others in, Bliss takes off on a mission that might just be her last.

Paisley Devoncourt is your typical sweetheart of the family that every parent is proud of. Smart, caring, responsible, and reliable. With her life set and planned she doesn't expect that life could change on her at any moment; all because of one, sympathetic and vulnerable night. Of course, the boy that helps her change her life, the proclaimed bad boy of the town; JC Ace. JC Ace, bad boy with a reputation, a dark childhood, and scars that no one can empathize over. He's the school's delinquent, the town's gossip, and the result of a sinful teenage mistake. And some how, he's drawn to tell the goody-two-shoes sweetheart all his problems. Polar opposites who now have the biggest responsibility of their lives. A baby. To keep or not to keep? That is the question. Conflicts will arise. Heart ache. Jealousy. Relationships. Plenty of arguments. Secrets, but most of all, the life lesson that Paisley must learn and the nightmares that JC must now experience.

Picture this: You enter the mall with your friends. As you're making your way to buy a strawberry smoothie, you notice something more delicious walking right towards you. As he comes closer, he gives you a heart stopping smirk then takes you by surprise. He pulls you into a headlock, jabs a gun in your temple, then runs away with you. As I uncover why this mysterious model kidnapped me, I find myself tackling, punching, hugging, and watching Disney movies with him. Call me reckless, but something about this troubled kidnapper is quite intriguing yet heartbreaking. Find out if I, Skylar Scrowbar, end up dead in a ditch somewhere, or end up helplessly falling in love with my sexy kidnapper.

“Summer, I think we should break up,” my boyfriend of two and a half years tells me one day after our usual Sunday night dinner with my family. I nearly choke on my general tso’s chicken and immediately start a very embarrassing and very unattractive coughing fit. When I’m sure my airway is clear again, I reach for my glass of water and chug it down quickly. I turn to him and stare. “Excuse me?” I couldn’t have heard him right. He shifts in his seat awkwardly and looks down at his hands and continues to speak to me. “I think we should see other people.” I feel as if the wind has been knocked out of me and I try to remember how to breathe again. “Y-you want to see other people?” Wow. I didn’t see this coming. He looks back up at me, tearing eyes away from his suddenly interesting fingernails and meeting my eyes he says, “Yeah. I mean, don’t you agree? Think about it. We’re gonna to be seniors this year. It’s our last year to actually live before we go off to college and everything changes. Don’t you want the full experience?” When Summer’s boyfriend Matt drops a bomb on her wants to break up the day before school starts back, she’s more than thrown through a loop. She had everything planned for senior year down to the very last detail and a break-up was not in the cards. Now with her perfect plans are in turmoil she must reconstruct her entire year without the one person who was included in everything. No boyfriend, check. One crazy best friend, check. A whole year free from being tied down, check. Throw in a break-in, a party at her hot neighbor’s house, lying to her parents, and an almost arrest and well…things are gonna be just that crazy. My name is Summer Elise Morgan and this is gonna be a year to remember.

"The good girl always falls for the bad boy," he sneered and I smirked. "Well, you're in luck because I'm not a good girl," I retorted, causing a small smile to appear on his face. "Prove it." When Andy Deeks moves away from home to attend university, she soon regrets not checking out the details on her new roommate first. Enter Hunter. Arrogant and a bad boy, yet totally irresistible. Andy soon finds herself shedding her good girl shell to teach this jerk a lesson. Dozens of bets, make out sessions and challenges causes Andy to start following Hunter's lead. Cliche story about the girl changing the player? No, the player is changing the good girl, and not for the better. This story has now been published with multiple changes! You can find it on Amazon and any other ebook distributors under 'The Good Girl's Guide to Bad Boys' (By Katie Hart)

Is it possible for a bad boy to be your saving grace? Well for Farrah Bryant it was. After she finds out her boyfriend of six months has been cheating on her, who do you think was there to help her through it all and most importantly get revenge? That's right. The notorious school bad boy Brody Bauer. Just that name alone was enough to send people into hiding. However for Farrah she couldn't have been happier to have him on her side. Especially when it comes to destroying her ex Blake Coleman. Although nothing comes without a price and, Farrah is just about to figure that out when the school bad boy starts making some demands of his own. What could be the reason for this bad boys sudden interest in helping her? And what is it with his hot possessiveness? There is only one way to find out!

Completed! This isn't the first time love had a roommate. It's been five years since the death of her parents and 19-year-old Lillian Camel still mourns their loss while battling with mental illness. Cooped up in her aunt's house, she embarks on a one-girl mission to survive university and get her bachelor's degree as a fashion designer. But she is not going alone. She will need the willpower to face the demons that are coming along with her. But a breakdown in the dormitory system sets Lillian off to a decade-old abandoned dorm to room with the mysterious Noah Sky. Friendly, observant, and extremely attractive, he shares an unlikely trait of secrets with Lillian - secrets that haunt his past. However, they're not the only ones. The dorm has a few of its own. [[Word count: 90,000 - 95,000]] Content/trigger warning: Contains semi-mature themes, language and sexual content ©All Rights Reserved

[This is an extended sample of a now published book. See inside for more details] ~ "I know you have to get back soon, but there's just something that I want to try first," he breathed. As his eyelids lowered, I let mine do the same, focusing on nothing but my heartbeat and his hands around my waist as I felt his lips finally press themselves against mine. And as he did that, a star - somewhere in our galaxy - exploded into a million pieces of stardust that rained down into our atmosphere. I hadn't been what he was looking for either, but he'd found me anyway. Copyright © 2014 IziKing. All rights reserved.

"You'll be fine?" I shrieked. "You just got freaking stabbed! You're letting out more blood than a girl on her period! You are not going to be fine! I have to call the police. No wait, I have to call an ambulance! Oh my God, why didn't I think of that before? Stupid, Genevi-" "Stop talking!" he growled, turning away. I wrung my hands together in panic, trying to calm myself down. "I can take care of this, kitten. Leave me alone. It's just a small wound. Not like I haven't been stabbed before." he muttered the last part. "What?!" "Leave." he growled. I stared at him, unable to close my mouth. I had never seen someone get stabbed before. Heck, I had never seen someone get into a fight before. Ever. The only violence I had experienced was in movies. It was unfortunate for me that I found out how I would react in a danger situation like this. And by react, I mean completely flip the hell out. *LANGUAGE WARNING*