Where a naive girl with lots of baggage and a rockstar that can't seem to think of anyone but himself fall in love over the span of 24 hours

3 Identical Boys...Triplets The "Styles" Triplets All 3 look so similar to one another but, they're all different in their own way. Marcel is the goody goody. Gets straight A's wears funky glasses and isn't the best with the ladies. Edward. The punk, the rocker & the bad one. He isn't the nicest person you'll meet. He's inked all over and a carefree guy. Does what he wants when he wants. And lastly..Harry. The sweetheart, the gentleman & the ladies man. The popular kid in school who everyone admires. The life of any party. All 3 of these boys are so different from each other for looking so much alike. But they do have ONE thing in common. They all like the same girl...... © COPYRIGHT @IWLWWY_Fanfics 2013 ♡

Everyone's bound to meet their prince charming eventually, but is a wanted criminal passed out on your front doorstep really the best way to find him? According to Delilah, that answer is yes.

Raquel Summer Quinton Known to her peers as Matchmaker queen, she hates the name, she hates being in crowds but she is willing to do this job for her being to nice, but when her mother drops a bombshell on her what she to do? she has to stay somewhere for three months and help set up a suitable candidate for her mothers peer, she can't refuse she can't back out or else it will shame them both and she would rather burn than be humiliated so she gets the job, but little did she realize that she hasn't gotten one but two guys to handle! stuck in a new school, a dead job she hates and now managing drowning as part time hobby and runaway pet piglets? Her three months looked more hectic than she asked for...

"It was then my mother was set on fire." When Beatrice stumbles upon a crazed man in the forest she barely gets away with her life. Unable to convince anyone of his presence, she tries not to go anywhere near him again but that seems impossible when unfortunate situations arise and feelings change. Her life had always been relatively normal until she met him but she never thought it'd take a holiday to Crazy Town like it did. As the murder count piles high, and the supernatural creatures take residence in her small, quaint town, she must fight for what she believes is right while trying not to lose her mind over everyone's lies and deception. Believing to be on top of the game, she's in for a shock as she realises she must give up those most precious to her or risk endangering Earth to those with greed on their mind and blood on their hands. HUMOUR | ACTION | ROMANCE | PARANORMAL | FANTASY |

"What is beautiful anyways? Is it the color of someone's skin or eyes? Their height? The way they dress? What is it?" I asked, not really expecting an answer. "I think beautiful is someone who looks past the exterior and gives people a chance. Someone who tries to understand another. An unselfish being. Someone who doesn't see with their eyes but their heart," he replied playing with the bracelet around his wrist, "That truly is a beautiful thing." Celeste has been called beautiful all of her life. She is convinced that guys only want to go out with her because that's all they say they like about her. She's beautiful. To graduate Celeste needs thirty-five hours of community service. She decides to answer an ad in the paper for a temporary aide for a blind teenager, Seamoore. With their new found accidental friendship, Seamoore opens Celeste's eyes that seeing isn't just with your eyes. © Somethingtrue 2013. All rights reserved.

Grace Scott's parents, or at least her dad, sends her off to Witchita Academy, a school in Virginia, where fantasy meets reality and super heroes do exist. Grace Scott being a complete pessimist and non-beleiver of any sorts, turns down that a super hero who calls himself "The God" actually exists even after being saved by him.

Angela Warden and her family just moved to the grand city of Manhattan, NY from the small town of Frankford, KY. Now in New York, she immediately realizes the city's interest in a superhero named the Proliator, whose identity has yet to be revealed. She doesn't believe he's a real superhero that physically exists until she gets saved by him...numerous times. However, his powers don't work very efficiently with her. Dealing with a new school, new mysterious people, and an undercover past of her own brother and close friends, Angela learns the secrets of the infamous Proliator and why they have a certain unexplainable relationship that conquers the use of his powers. Will she fall for him, or catch herself before he does it for her?

Grace Holland was never the kind of girl to consider payback. Until one Friday night when she makes possibly the biggest mistake of her life: she gets on the wrong side of Cole Adams. But what she never expected (but probably should have) was that he would come back fighting, double. What ensues is a rivalry between them that involves skill, secrecy, masterful planning and a whole lot of humiliation that'll make even the most egotistical of people blush from embarrassment. Stay tuned for secrets, pranks, laughter and maybe (possibly) even some love thrown into the mix. And what has Grace done to make all this happen? Well, she must be Pranking the Bad Boy. || BOOK ONE OF THE PRANKING THE BAD BOY SERIES || Cover: diprox Trailer: sofiesss

"Oomph!" The sound rushed out of my mouth as the door opened before I could reach the handle and my body hit a wall. I took a step back and realized that it wasn't in fact a wall, but instead a very attractive male. I looked up at his head to see a very messy, but sexy, mop of black hair on top of his head. When I looked closer, I noticed that his hair was a very deep brown that was probably often mistaken for black. My gaze traveled downward to his eyes, where I found two deep, ocean blue eyes looking back at me. My gaze travelled farther down to his crooked nose, to which I assumed came from too many fights. My eyes finally found his pink, very plump lips, which were turned into a sneer. "You have got to be kidding me!" His pink lips said in a very offensive voice. My eyes turned questioning as I looked back up into his eyes. "Whatever, lets finish this. I, Ashton Carter, reject you, as my mate." He, or Ashton, said with venom lacing his voice. He quickly turned and walked down the now vacant hallway with no glance back. Rejection? On my first day? The first person I make eye contact with at this school, rejects me. I guess that's how this school works, if the hottest boy in school rejects you, you're a nobody. So much for making friends, or mates, or whatever they call people at this school. I shake those ocean blue eyes out of my head and continue into the office to start my new life.