For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

Flynn Skylar is finally in college. He's now in a long distance relationship with his girlfriend Harley and it seems like they're falling apart. He now has to pick up the pieces of their relationship while trying to help his socially awkward dorm mate Oliver get the girl he believes is right for him. * * * Oliver stared at the Danny. I furrowed my brows and squinted at him then at her. She folded her arms and glared at me. "So you're telling me,"she titled her head," you let your girlfriend go all the way across the country to college and you expect your relationship to last?" "Well...I mean...people do it..don't they?" "And ninety-nine point nine percent of them don't last. You need to get your girl, Flynn-" "Hey,"Oliver smirked at her. "With a face like yours I would never let you go to another country." "Excuse me?,"she squinted at him. I chuckled and looked at the floor, feeling the embarrassment for him. "Oliver." He looked at me. "No,"I looked at him and shook my head. "Why? I mean, she's gorgeous." She had a smirk on her cheek but he had to mess it up. "And with a body like hers-" "Hey,"she frowned. "I am not an object." "But you have curves like one." Embarrassment flushed her face. "I'm sorry,"I sighed. "He's not really good with self expression-" She launched foward to attack him so I stepped in the way. Before I knew it, she had kicked me in the shin with her stiletto heels and walked away. I held my shin and hopped on one leg staring up at Oliver. "Really, man?

Third and final sequel to The Bad Boy Hit Me In The Face With A Baseball Bat

Highest rank: #5 Humor "THIS MEANS WAR ALEXA HARRISON!" "Oh I'd like to see you try Bad boy." Oh my goodness I honestly cannot be expected to describe EVERYTHING that happened in thirty nine seconds, since obviously that's roughly how long it'll take you to read all of this! Let's begin with a brief-ish introduction. Yeah, I can do that! I'm the badass. Dreaded by all the little beings around me. (Why? Because I'm freaking awesome!) That long list of people also happens to include the school bad boy. That dude's a softy when compared to me. That very soft, very large, very protective, bad boy just so happens to be my sort of best friend, sort of enemy, sort of everything else. Absolute softy I tell you! Gosh this introduction thing is definitely not what I signed up for! Anyways, So everything is sunshine-y in our little world until one day bad boy and I stumble upon something. Something precious, so very special that it couldn't have been with anybody else. Something beautiful really. Yes, that is correct, we discovered the power of REVENGE. It turned us into- WILD CREATURES. We took war seriously! If I flatten his tires, he sneaks into my house to freak me out. Hell we're immature. We hate each other from the depths our hearts but- we love each other too- just kidding we hate each other! Pure and horrible hate. "Admit it Lexi, you secretly love me!" Bad boy grinned. "Get out of here Bad boy, you weren't invited!" "Make me baby girl." He blew me a kiss. "I should've killed you with Hunter when I had the chance!" • Warning: IMMATURE content may make you want to hit your head to the wall at times and my head sometimes. Please do not resort to violence!*Grins* Alright, alright: Language! *Sighs* so much language *Shakes head* It would mean the world to me if you decided to read this but that's up to you! :) Maybe you'll laugh a little, who knows??? I'm absolutely crazy and somewhat evil so forgive me for my lame jokes and bad puns, please!

When Sheriff's daughter, Maisie, is about to lose her grandmother's bakery, she enlists the help of four delinquents who are seconds away from prison.

Boy next door is charming. Boy next door is dangerous. Boy next door is on house arrest. * * * * * They've been neighbors for as long as Juliet can remember. You'd think being neighbors, they would have been friends by now. Not the case. They've been sworn enemies since Jack dumped sand down her shirt in the 1st Grade. Juliet Sanders lives next door to Jack McKinnon, the boy on house arrest for being the prime suspect in a murder investigation. That's only because his father paid off the judge, of course, or he'd be behind bars until the trial. The McKinnon family stays in the spotlight. Jack's mom is a famous author, his dad a movie producer. Juliet watches Jack. Whether if he's going for a swim or walking laps around the house at 3 in the morning. Something always piqued her curiosity. It takes Juliet getting locked out of her house to finally face the mysterious boy next door. And he's definitely not rainbows and butterflies. Juliet's curiosity may just get her in trouble. *Slowly editing FULLY* Note: KKKANGAROO has been really kind and has helped me edit some chapters. :)

I thought it was just a project. A simple, easy-peasy class assignment. I guess not. When I, Jessica Heart, partnered up with Gale Stone ("Mr. Popular") it was not what I expected out of an English project. The rubric didn't require: parties, drama, kisses, and more. So why did it come with all this? Thank you sooo much Trust_art for creating this cover, and thinking of the plot line to this story, you're absolutely amazing!!! :) <3 <3

CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!

[Edited] "You had to be extremely low on cash to wank into a cup for it," Dani sneered, feeling like a vindictive bully in a playground. But Carlo deserved it. She felt the first sharp stab of fear that went through her heart when Carlo looked at her with thunder in his eyes. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?" she continued. Fingering the 9mm in her back pocket, she remembered that she'd never even shot the damn thing, despite her brothers' pleas to teach her. Carlo's shadow blanketed her. "Kill you?" His brow furrowed. "Do you really think that lowly of me, cara? I'm wounded." "Then what the hell do you want?" His face flashed with a look she barely recognised - pure arousal. Even when he reached out and pulled her to him, she could feel it. "I realised that the mother of my child is more of a spitfire than I thought." His lips brushed her earlobe. "Call me a pyromaniac." *cover by @bullethood*