Anonymous said: "Hey! I love your blog, where are you from? "Hey anon! I'm from New Zealand, how about you?" // in which michael anonymously messages luke's girlfriends bestfriend on Tumblr // Book 3 in the Social Media Series.

❝ Darling, we both know I'm better at prank calling. ❞

I'm not very good at descriptions, so bear with me guys! I promise the story will be better! Lindsey Heavens is the typical nerd. She gets pushed around by people, always in the back, never having a chance to speak up. Then steps in Evan Matthews. He's Lindale High School's bad ass. He gets into fights, got suspended more times than the days in a school year, and he's a total player. All the boys envy him, and all the girls drool over him. But what happens when their lives clash? Read to find out! © Copyright 2014 Bree Nguyen_MyBadAssFighter_ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

"Watch where you’re going nerd!" Someone said knocking me down, while sending my books flying. I let out a sigh as I crouched down, collecting my books from the floor. Once I got up I saw the person who called me nerd a few seconds ago was standing in front of me wearing a smug expression. "What's wrong nerd? Cat got your tongue?" I looked around the hallway, noticing that we’ve drawn a crowd. "What are you mute?" I rolled my eyes as I began to walk away, only to be pulled back and slammed against the lockers. I heard a few gasps coming from our audience. He seemed like a jerk, and judging by what he had just done, I was right. However, he was extremely good looking I had to give him that, with dark brown hair seemed sticking out in all directions and dark brown eyes. "Listen nerd, I don't know who you think you are but no one walks away from me when I talk to them. Got it?" He hissed at me. I let out a chuckle. This guy was unbelievable. "You don't own me, so I suggest you let go of me before I do something that you will regret." I said in a bored tone. His brown eyes narrowed at me, as he let out what seems to be a forced out laugh. "Oh, so the nerd does talk." I heard a few people snickering as he let go of my arm. "I am going to let you go, nerd. But, trust me this isn't over." He whispered into my ear. * Alice "Ali" Montclair has a secret she's the daughter of the man who runs the country- The President. When her father dropped the news that he was going to run for president seven years ago. Alice was happy for her dad up until her whole life gets turned upside down. Fast forward seven years, Alice finally gets the chance to go to back to school and it wasn't any regular school it was high school. When she angers the schools bad boy, her life gets even more complicated. She starts to struggle with school, friends and above all being The President's Daughter. Cover Credits: @heysaleena Trailer Credits: @itsjustmejessica14

CONTAINS VERY MATURE CONTENT. "Katarina," my name passed his lips in a gruff whisper and I felt like I was going to melt into a puddle. Rafe's hands ran over my body as he backed me up to the bed. Everywhere our skin touched a fire burned within me. It consumed me. In that moment I wanted him more than anything. I was hyper aware of his hardness pressed against me and I bit my lip. Looking into his dark eyes I could see his desire. His mouth was on my neck, his teeth grazing the skin. I let out a moan as he hit my sweet spot and I could feel his body react to it. He pressed harder against me and slowly slid a hand down the front of my jeans, leaving a tingling path as he made his way. "I want you to say it Katarina," he said. I felt his hand stroking me and I bit my lip. There was no doubt I wanted more, and he wanted to give it to me. "Say what?" I asked, my voice strained as I tried to hold my composure. "You know what," he said sliding my shirt up, sucking on my exposed breast as he teased me below. I moaned again and I could feel him smile. He thrust two fingers in and my control started breaking. I couldn't remember the previous arguments with myself, I couldn't remember why I had been so afraid of him, I couldn't remember why I had tried staying away. All I knew was I didn't want him to stop, I wanted more. "Rafe, I'm-"

So, Jane has all her summer planned out; she's going to hang with her friends and not give a damn about any consequences that come into the equation because that's what teenagers do. I mean she just graduated high school, give her some slack it's party time! That's all until plans change and her mom ships her off to her dad's house because Jane can't afford to stay by herself if she wants to go to college. But everything changes when she is kidnapped by the Alpha...Jane doesn't know the supernatural exist or that she happens to be the Alpha's mate. Jane is whipped up into an exciting adventure where she finds not only herself but her past, so join her on her new discovery because after all this isn't your normal kidnapping.

Inspired by the song "Style", off of Taylor Swift's newest album, 1989. Fanfiction.

Nineteen year old, Ali happens to be the only daughter of an alpha - also making her the gifted Mother Of Luna, the most peaceable being of the werewolf world. Kind and gentle, Ali tries to live her life diffusing hostility and avoiding confrontation that goes against her very nature. Alpha Black is notorious for his cruelty, violence and temper. Rogues and Alphas alike all fear him and his wicked wrath. At the age of just twenty three he has claimed the largest territory and created the most formidable pack. What happens when everyone's beloved Luna, so caring and innocent, meets the dark and dangerous Alpha Black and they discover they are mates? Has Nature made a terrible mistake or are they a perfect match?

“who knew that a simple game of sims could turn our lives around like this?” all rights reserved. copyright © monroe james [@anchorate]

As an Ap-class, principal lapdog-ing, valedictorian, goodie goodie honors student, you couldn't fathom Mickey Anderson doing something that was even considered the slightest bit troublesome or improper. In other words, she was perfect. “Imperfections were what fractured a perfectly unflawed social status.” She could still hear her mother’s voice ringing in her head as she sat there with her nose turned up and a fake smile plastered on her face because her latest botox treatment wouldn’t let her own any other facial expression. With a family who was obsessed with politics and climbing the ‘social ladder to success,’ Mickey had been expected to be the ‘perfectly well-mannered, election winning daughter’ ever since she could say, “Vote for Anderson.” So after having eighteen years of teenage, rebellious emotions bottled up, Mickey felt like she deserved a break from being ‘Miss Perfect’ twentyfour-seven. And how else better to do that than going on an all-country road trip with her best friend during after Graduation? What would possibly be better than breaking the law and just not giving a fuck?