This is the sequel of Discovering Myself (https://www.wattpad.com/story/237094996-discovering-myself-18%2B). This work is intended for an 18+ audience.

"Never call a girl a bitch," I glared into his eyes as he opened them, piercing into me, the bright blue drink I had just poured over him still dripping from his dark hair. "Or she just might act like one." I gave him one last sarcastic smile before pushing by him and walking away, practically strutting. Well, this year will be fun... • • • • Crystal Summers; a self-proclaimed expert in all things sarcastic and the human embodiment of destructive decisions. Trying to get away from her troubled past, she moves with her mom to California to start a new life, and potentially not screw this one up. There, she quickly meets Scarlett and Savanah, her new-found partners in crime, and her life finally begins to feel normal again for the first time in years. But she just so happens to also collide with the school's sexy, notorious jackass, Ashton Monroe.. and his pack of asswipes. She loathes him, and the feeling is mutual. But as the poets say, the line separating love and hate is a very thin one. And often times, when two people hate each other, it can grow into much more. Hopeless devotion, if you will... • • • • !!!TRIGGER WARNING!!! • slight mention(s) of suicidal concepts • substance abuse, addiction, anxiety, PTSD • sexual assault, domestic abuse • strong language and mature scenes • • • •

Being a hopeless romantic has never faired Eden Holland well. For all her expectations of being swept off of her feet, to public declarations of love and swoon worthy date nights beneath the stars, she's suffered only broken hearts, failed first dates, and a long list of let downs. Still, she dreams of her own cliche love story, and when an exchange of texts begins with the nameless man she saw at a bar, she is quick to fall head over heels. Sebastian Walker is a charmer, and he knows it. He has been since his teen years, when he spent most of his time flashing a pearly grin at the girls in the corridor, splashing on dates every other week, and letting them down easy and gentle. He hasn't changed much, and for all of his weekends spent tangled in a different girls bedsheets, he's still never called one back the next morning. Yet, when he's left a mystery girls number in a bar, and her replies are nothing short of uninterested, he cannot help but press send. But is it love at first text, or will the serial dater and the love story singleton be a recipe for disaster? --- #2 in mature, slow burn This book can be read as a stand alone, but character cross overs occur from my first and second book, 'Mr and Mrs Nemesis' and 'In Drunken Matrimony' respectively. Buckle up for the cliches, foul language, and the stuff that means I have to rate this book mature.

My life is falling apart beneath my boss' polished designer shoes. *** A new virtual reality game launched. It allows players live their wildest fantasies and wipes their memory once the game is shut off. It was supposed to be a fool-proof escape from reality. So when I met a handsome stranger in the game, I sinned and woke up aching. Then, one day, my game glitches, and I remembered every detail of my toe-curling experience. Imagine my horror when I walk into work and realize that the sexy stranger from my racy virtual encounter is my new boss.

Sierra Lancaster has had an agonizingly mediocre life. She grew up in a happy home, made loyal friends, graduated college, and is now pursuing her dream of running her own bakery. Boring, right? A story like this wouldn't be one for the books. At least not until you bring a hot neighbour into the mix. A tall, brooding, shredded (like, wash your clothes on those abs shredded), and wildly successful sports agent. Interested yet? It gets better. Said neighbour isn't just a rando, but Sierra's childhood nemesis that made her formerly chubby days a living hell. Now we're talking, aren't we? Holden Rey has always been the golden boy. Holden...golden...you following? You'd think the bitchy universe would do its job and throw some karma his way but to no avail. Not only has he got it all, but he knows it too. He also still has it out for Sierra and resumes being a jack-ass of epic proportions (and his ass ain't his only epic proportion) as soon as he realizes who the new girl next door is. It's the same old story with these two except this time, there's unwilling attraction and sexual tension underneath all the hate. Is it just lust or does the bitchy universe actually have a plan? So maybe this story is one for the books after all. *A hilarious, enemies-to-lovers, romantic standalone. Rated 18+ due to mature content. All rights reserved to TheFeveredBookaholic.*