If Tyler Scott knows something in life is that you only give proper worth to something when you finally lose it. Or as Passenger sings, he only needed the light when it was burning low. He only missed the sun when it started to snow. He only knew he had been high when he was feeling low. He only hated the road when he was missing home. He only knew he loved her when he let her go. ©Copyright 2016. cover by silverfinger-

Cecili writes letters to her best friend, Jacob.

Some things stay as they are, but others? They fall apart. And once upon a time, Stephanie Olsen and Tyler Scott were the best of friends. Once inseparable, now drifting apart. The more they grew separate, the more Stephanie's feelings for him increased and she wished she could tell him. But couldn't. As she watched his cheery life unfold before her. When she overhears the news about Tyler loosing his phone, she decides to confess her unheard feelings through texting his old lost phone, knowing he will never read those texts that lasted for a little less than one year. 301 messages for 301 days. But what Stephanie didn't know, is that Tyler found his phone and the 301 unread texts consisted in everything she could never tell him. © Copyright 2014 cover by silverfinger-

Riley Miller has always lived an average life. Caring father, amazing friends, relatable social life, and fun personality. Her parents are separated, but she doesn't cry over that. However, in need of money and no requirement for extra rooms in the house, her father decides to give the house on rent to his close pal, Richard James. Riley isn't necessarily happy about that, but however, copes with it for the sake of her father. The girl who has always been living an average life, had no hopes for fairytale like love story, or romance. Little did she know, that the James' son, Ryan James, will prove her wrong. She's strikingly a natural beauty for an average girl, and mix that with her realistic personality, she definitely didn't know she'd catch the eyes of a certain James.

"The problem is" he said, "if I kiss you, I don't think I'd be able to stop." But that's the problem. He doesn't have to kiss me. We've barely talked before, we barely know each other. He has probably said this to a million other girls. "But you don't have to kiss me" I was probably going to get killed for talking back to the bad boy. "Why are you doing this? I've never crossed your way, what do you want from me?" I ask, very very calmly. "That's exactly why I want you. You've never crossed my way," and with that infamous smirks, he leaves me thinking. ~•~ Aaron Mathews, bad boy of Aradale High School. Jordan Mathews, sweetheart of Aradale High School. They may have the same last name, but they're nothing alike. Aaron- he's, well..the bad boy. Rich, incredibly sexy, mysterious, and very popular. Jordan- the sweet, kind girl, friends with everyone, gets straight A's, but also has a past. What happens when the bad boy starts wanting her just because of his ego? Does he get her? Do they fall in love, or go back to being strangers?

When Amanda's eyes fall on a certain boy who lives downstairs, she's anxious to know more about him. First of all, she didn't even know that there were people living below them. When this certain boy has a certain affection for Amanda, problems start rolling in. Who knew this 'certain boy' was a bad boy before?

"Trust me, Ella the good girl always falls for the bad boy. It's only sooner or later that you admit it." He whispers in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. 15 year old Ella Matthews is a good girl. She's one of the youngest in her year. She's physically perfect with her small, delicate, curvy frame and her long brown hair. Shes never had a detention. So why would the schools bad boy, Luke Moore take an interest in her? Meet Luke Moore the opposite to Ella. He's a player, sleeping around with different girls. He knows how to get what he wants. And Ella is just that. Read to find out what will happen when their two paths cross. People change for love but in this case is it for the better or the worse? Love is like dice. Unreliable and completely reliant on chance. And this is their story.