There are two things Harper Lynch wasn't expecting when she made out with an attractive stranger at her aunt's wedding. One: He would show up on her doorstep two weeks later as the son of an old family friend. Two: That he would be staying in her house, right next door to her. If living together isn't enough, Duke starts to go to Harper's school for the year, and immediately earns the status of the senior heartthrob. Suddenly, Harper, the girl who keeps mostly to herself and spends a lot of time in her room watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer marathons, is the envy of every girl in her high school. Harper couldn't care less, and despite that fact that she has insisted that she has in no interest in Duke, she is still subject to the wrath of jealous, catty bitches and the admiration of wide-eyed freshmen. It really doesn't help that Duke is constantly flirting with her in his own irritating yet charming way. Harper refuses to be yet another conquest, but is that what Duke wants? Or does he want more?

Soft delectable lips came crashing down on mine, and before I knew what was happening I was kissing him. But this kiss was not like any other I'd had before, no those kisses seemed so plain, so dull in comparison to the electrifying sparks that ignited every time our lips nearly just brushed against each other. With each gesture of passion, I felt a flame flare up in my soul that could only come alive with the kiss of a true love, a soul mate. Mate. Oh no what was I doing? I pushed him away regretfully. "Drew." He asked confused, and I couldn't blame him. I was his soul mate, the woman that was destined to be in his life forever and it would only make sense for him to be confused if I didn't kiss him. But I couldn't, not when I had a secret that could endanger both our lives, so instead of running into his arms like any sane she-wolf would do, I turned away and walked out.

"The boy seated on the couch was absolutely breathtaking. With that thick layer of floppy brown hair that fell across his forehead, deep penetrating dark gaze and fit figure, he resembled a replica of a Greek God.. He was my mate; and I was his. So, not that it pissed me off or anything, but .. Why exactly was he shoving his tongue down the throat of that blondie straddling his lap?" ~ Daire St Claire should be what most female, teenage Wolves would envy. With a protective twin brother that always had her back, and a father that was best known for being the Alpha of the biggest pack in the States, you'd think she'd have it all. But when the word 'werewolf' came in, so did the problem. At the age of 17, the presence of her wolf was still missing. Imagine her confusion when she receives a letter to attend Silver Moon Academy - a prestigious school built especially for chosen werewolves. As if being accepted wasn't enough of a shock, she just had to walk in on her, not just dorm-, but actual mate, future Alpha of the Sombre Stones pack, Clinton Vermont, getting heated with another she-wolf. Some arrogant werewolves, bitter tension, a supernatural war and a life-threatening prophecy, and that's all it takes for Daire to realize that having a player as a mate is the least of her problems. [A/N: Summary sucks, I know. But try it out. I heard it ain't half bad x] [WARNING: Due to lack of inspiration and time, 'I Daire You' has been currently labelled as On-Hold until further notice. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.]

Not all guys are stupid. There are a few out there that are nice. But there are a few things you need to know on how to treat a boy too. Cause girls can be just as bad. Not my work, but the work of my best friend who is a boy. - ♥Rebekah♥