She was the new girl. She was lost looking for her class. She was running around the halls. Then she slammed into something and she fell. Flat on the ground. She realized it wasn't a thing she ran into, it was a person. A boy. A gorgeous boy. And then she realized that she was lying on the floor in front of this freakishly handsome guy and what was even worse, was that her skirt had ridden up and her hot pink underwear was on display. "This can't be happening." - There are the Good. You know, people who do all their homework, people who never stay out past their curfew. People who don't get detentions or fight or drink. People who do what they're told. People like Isabelle Winters. Then there are the Bad. People who get into a lot of fights, drink and skip school to get high. People who break both rules and bones, somebody like Sebastian Manner. And then there's this hot pink underwear that has nothing to do with anything but somehow manages to bring two people who are poles opposite together. The Good, The Bad and the Undies- a romantic comedy about a relationship started because of a certain pink underwear.

People make mistakes. Arden Ame's mistake was that she fell in love with this boy called Liam Moore, who had a charming, crooked smile and a voice that dripped with honey. This boy was uncaring, rash, terribly good looking and drew attention effortlessly like a moth to flame. He had a habit of tying up his hoodie strings, which Arden found completely adorable, because oh gods she was bewitched. This boy was popular enough to get away shattering her life into complete shambles. To break her heart clean into two and let her go, because this girl was sensitive and kind and just about everything he wasn't, and she was never meant to mean anything to him. He let her go, and maybe that was this boy's mistake.

Dear Library Girl, I almost asked you what was wrong the first time I saw you crying. Then I saw the book you were reading, and realized that you were crying because of it. And I was interested, because I'd never read anything that moved me that much. I checked out the book you were reading, and guess what? I cried - just a little - too. That's how it started. Every time I go to the library, you're almost always there, usually with a completely new book. Sometimes you smile, or laugh out loud, or cry again, and when you do, I check out the book you're reading. That was it, really, until I realized how gorgeous you are. You're not pretty in the normal kind of way, but god, when you smile, it lights up your face in the best way. I wish you'd notice me, sitting a few tables away from you, reading the book you were reading a few days ago. I wish you'd smile at me. I don't have the guts to talk to you. I'm afraid you won't be anything at all like I imagine. One of these days, I'll work up the courage and I'll ask you about what you're reading. And maybe you'll smile that gorgeous smile and tell me all about it, and then we'll talk about all the books we've read. But until then, thank you for the book recommendations. I love them. Love, Tyler *The body of this letter is not my original work, but rather a prompt for the story you are (hopefully) about to read. Enjoy! French translation on @ClesteVrld's profile!

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

Katie Holmes is a caffeine addict. Between college, and taking care of her brother, it's acceptable. Though, it doesn't help that the cafe down the street is full of handsome baristas, including one William Cerak in particular who has a mysterious scar on his wrist. Synopses will be the death of my publishing career.

Tears streaming down my face, I climb onto the ledge. His voice startles me, almost making me fall, that and my clumsiness. "Harper! What are you doing up there?!" He shouts "What does it look like Declan? You're smart, I'm sure you can figure it out." I snap, not even bothering to turn and look at him. "That isn't fair Harper! You're being stupid. Please, just get down off the damn ledge before you fall." "NO! You know what isn't fair, Declan? Life. And I'm sick of living it, constantly feeling like shit all the time! I'm tired of being everyone's punching bag, I can't take it anymore! Don't you get it? Nobody cares about me!" the tears are full force now, making it so I can barely see. He gasps like I've offended him "You're wrong, Harper. I care about you. Doesn't that mean anything?" I slowly turn to look at him, and my converse slips off the edge... ******************* High school is never what we expect it to be. At the beginning of her Freshman year, Harper Jackson finds out that nothing is guaranteed. That includes friends who said they'd always be there. Now in the middle of the her Junior year, sixteen year old Harper is an outcast, a misfit. Completely friendless, Harper starts to isolate herself, blocking out anybody who tries to break through the walls she's so carefully built. Then she meets Declan Reid. A boy so gorgeous he very well could have been hand crafted by Greek Gods. But what does somebody like Declan want with a girl like Harper? Can Declan save Harper from herself, or is she too far gone? *Warning: This book contains profanity, and some mature content

Emerson knows high school can be messy, but nothing could prepare her for Oliver Remmer's return. Dangerous, mysterious, and rumored to be a psychopath, he's the kind of boy everyone fears... and everyone watches. Yet Emerson isn't everyone. She sees the layers beneath his intense exterior-the boy shaped by a troubled past, moments of tenderness hidden under bursts of anger, and a vulnerability most people would never notice. Between the gossip, the chaos, and the adrenaline-charged tension, Emerson can't help but be drawn in. Oliver is unpredictable, and being near him is thrilling-and maybe a little bit reckless. Standing her ground almost feels like a dare. But some loves are worth the risk. Some loves are easy. Back Cover Copy: "Write down one word that describes you." Oliver didn't hesitate. Psychopath. Everyone expects me to run. To stay away. To be careful. But I didn't. Because there's something behind the intensity, the walls, the mystery. Something only I get to see. Because sometimes the thrill of the unknown is exactly what your heart has been waiting for. Set in North Carolina, Open is a teen romance about taking risks, discovering who someone really is, and finding that love can feel mysterious, dangerous... and irresistible. C O V E R B Y @ZiaDavis

It started on Wattpad but now is EVERYWHERE! with a published book, a captivating Webcomic on WEBTOON, a published graphic novel, and an upcoming film adaptation by Wattpad WEBTOON studios in Partnership with Stampede. Read, scroll, or watch - Enjoy this romance in any way you like. Stay tuned for film release updates! Basketball star Caleb Lockhart had it all - until a chance encounter with a mysterious woman in red changed everything. For the first time in his life, Caleb wanted something; something he could never have. ***** College heartthrob Caleb Lockhart is the last person a girl like Veronica Strafford should be involved with. Intelligent and ambitious, with good reason to be cynical of the world, Veronica refuses to be the campus player's next conquest, even after a chance encounter sparks an undeniable attraction between them. But with nowhere to stay, and running from recent tragedy, Veronica finds herself leaning on someone else for the first time. Caleb has never wanted something like this before and he's determined to pursue her, even as the secrets of their pasts threaten to break them apart. Book 1 in the Red series

The student council decides to throw the yearly Couple Fest for Seniors because of their high grades. But there's a catch: You can't choose your own partner for the ball. Sean Gilbert. The arrogant, extremely hot, bad-ass leader of the popular clan. Elise Britts. The simple, sarcastic nerd who loves to read books and stay out of danger. But that's just the start of the game. When Elise's parents get a divorce, she gets sent away to a family friend's home to stay there while her parents come to terms. Then all of a sudden a guy steps out of the room directly across from hers. The one and only Sean Gilbert lives along with Elise Britts. A deal of who falls first is striked between them and who will be the first one to fall? A lot of things can happen when the player is just next door. This book starts as a good girl falls for the bad boy romance.

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?