Love and friendship are the foundations that connects the humans together. Just as how two sewed fabrics make a fine raiment. The way the fabrics are sewn, the way the texture and dye blend are the things that decide how well the raiment attracts. Just as sewing, the friendship and love needs to be nurtured. With good care and trust. That's how a well relationship that you can count on is formed. Love and Friendship are the essential relationships that drives the humans to lean on and find a place to run. Both needs to be balanced and well appreciated. And when the time comes to choose between friendship and love, Clara Alv was shuttered. Unable to choose. She thought love and friendship as her two arms. Unable to cut one in order to favour another. If she chose the right, she will be left. If she chose left even then she wasn't sure if the choice was right.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

Raegan Cole always meant the world to her, and to Ava Stone, he was a person she knew inside and out; someone she loved with all her heart and her life. However, when tragedy strikes, Ava is forced to come to terms with the other life Raegan had been living; a life with secrets she had no idea about. Like everyone else, she knows nothing will ever be the same but she has to stay sane and keep herself together; for herself, for him, and for the girl group she belongs to. But sometimes, the damages are more than we can bear. This one isn't any different.

Mazie has fallen in love. Okay, maybe it's with the ghost of a boy from school she hates, but love conquers all, right? ***** Soon after sixteen-year-old Mazie moves to the town of Dorn, she becomes haunted by the ghost of a teenage boy. The ghost doesn't remember anything, so Mazie calls him Jack. Until then, she never knew that ghosts could tap dance, nor that it was possible to fall in love with one! But then Mazie meets Blake, a mean, popular boy at her new high school - and she realizes that Blake is Jack's living counterpart. This means Blake is in grave danger, and only Mazie can help him, but saving this unpleasant boy might kill her ghostly love forever... [[word count: 50,000-60,000 words]]