Cassie Claire was in for quite the pickle. She and her bevy of BFFs decide to go to the store one morning, but little did she know that she was about to meet one sexy, sexy man. Like in a romance movie, they locked eyes, and the whole world came to a screeching halt. What happened next wasn't as similar to a romance movie. He put a gun to her head And kidnapped her.

(COMPLETED) Charlotte Summers is the last virgin in her school; a school where taking virginity is a sport. The sport has five main contenders: Tyler Bradshaw, the mysterious bad boy; Alec Jennings, the all-star athlete; Ian Jameson, the cocky rich guy; Beckett Cartwright, the renowned genius; and Lucas Chandler, her best friend. With all these guys determined to win the title of the Virginator, will Charlotte make it out alive with her virginity? tumblr link for pictures: http://thelastvirginstanding.tumblr.com/ Cover by @WeAreAHurricane [#4 Teen Fiction / #4 Humor]

I was the 6th-grade "slut." And I kept a diary. So I decided to create The UnSlut Project in the hopes that my own diary entries could provide some perspective to girls who currently feel trapped and ashamed. I am publishing these entries one at a time, without changing a single word except for the names of the people involved. My limited commentary, which is confined to brackets in each entry, is meant to provide the relief of my current perspective, fifteen years later. The UnSlut Project: Working to undo the dangerous slut shaming in our schools, communities, media, and culture by sharing knowledge and experiences.

{ ON HOLD and ITS BEING EDITING } Allison Moore pretty much have a good peaceful life, Having no friends and her Parent died like a year ago, She is shy and innocent, All that GoodGirl's vibes. But with a little twist, Her life turned upside down once the Mysterious Badass Hunter Blake makes an appearance in her life, He is not a player but he is Cold, Moody and constantly getting in fights. Time will go on and Allison will grow deeper and deeper into Hunter's World, So what if he has a past and its now haunting him? " Maybe a little label But i still didn't forget my Good Girl's Vibes, Bad Boy " ------------------------------- Warning: there is a chance this could be cliché ;)

a girl who calls herself 'angel' writes unsent letter to a guys who she loves this guy was like her sunshine, he made her happy even though his smiles were not meant for her also, 'angel' knows happy endings comes with a twist at times {lower case intended} All Rights Reserved ©

One bad-ass gangleader, and one sassy 'good' girl. Let me introduce Adam. He's the leader of the most feared gang in town. He's handsome, and cold hearted towards everyone, until he meets her. Now let me introdue Brittany. She's a good girl that gets straight A's in school. She has abusive parents and is left to take care of her 14 year old sister, Karly. She doesn't trust anyone except her two best friends, Alice and Rebecca, until she meets Adam. What happens when the gangleader meets the good girl? There's twists and turns, and some surprises. Join Brittany and Adam in their journey. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Hey guys, so I wrote this story as a baby basically. That means that there is a ton of plot holes, misspellings, and honestly it isn't the best book out there haha. Thank you for reading though, and if you do decide to read it, hope you enjoy! COMPLETED DECEMBER 6TH, 2015.

This is set after "The Reckoning" by Kelley Armstrong. I started it because I want this series to continue, and I hope that people who feel the same way will enjoy it! ~~ Chloe, Derek, Simon and Tori all seem to be safe with Kit and Lauren...but are they really? ~~ Excerpt: |I saw Derek fall beside me. "Derek!" I gasped in horror, dropping down beside him. He blinked his eyes warily, "I think I got shot." "No kidding," I laughed nervously, noticing the blood dripping from his leg. Derek looked at his leg and then back at me, panic in his eyes. "They're over here!" I hear someone shout to our right. Derek looks at me and pushes me up. "Go, I'll be okay." "You really think I'd do that?" I laugh humourless. "A guy can try," he muttered, trying to get up. I looked around at our surroundings, looking for a hiding spot that would fit both of us. I see a clump of bushes and point them out to Derek. He nods and crawls over, blood dripping from his leg. Pushing through, he reaches for me. Once we're out of sight, I take a look at his bullet wound. My eyes widen when I see how bad it is. I take my sweater off and rip off the sleeve. I wrap the sleeve around Derek's leg and inspect it. No blood drips through so I take that as a good sign, although he'll need stitches. Derek pulled me closer as the voices drew nearer. "Can you see them?" A radio cracks. "No," a female voice says right in front of us, "But I saw them go this way." I pushed myself deeper into the bush, careful not to bump into Derek as I go. A flashlight shines around us, then lands directly where we're sitting. Derek shifts uncomfortable next to me, afraid she found us. "Chloe," the woman says... |

A different Shadowhunter world; where the London Institute was reborn and resided in a busy part of London. Quinn Blackthorn is a Shadowhunter; a race of half-human, half-angels. Also known as Nephilim. Quinn is adventurous, witty, smart, and is unstoppable with her best-friend, Cecily Lightwood at her side. But one set-back; she can't be runed. A fanfiction to the world renown, best-selling series: The Mortal Instruments.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.