[Highest Rank: #38] She's boring. They're spoiled. A playboy, a jerk, and a prodigy enter her life, and she becomes entangled in a new game of something that she has 0 experience with: romance. ~ It's the middle of senior year, and Jennie is more than enthusiastic to finally be done with preparing for college. Her perfect transcript, teacher recommendation, and resume have been sent in the form of applications, and now she's just awaiting a stress-free life for the remainder of her time at Millennium High, her private boarding school. Of course, life doesn't play out the way one expects it to, and it definitely throws a curveball towards Jennie. Her work hard, study hard routine is threatened by the arrival of a trio of rich, successful boys ... and, unlike the rest of the school, she's just not seeing the excitement. All she wanted to do was spend the remainder of the year focusing on graduating as the valedictorian of the school -- which was inevitable in the first place -- but these boys seem to have something sorely against her success. Juggling a newfound social reputation on her shoulders, along with many other problems that she and the newcomers face, Jennie attempts to continue on with her life as a simple, intelligent girl. It just gets annoying when she has to deal with something that she's never experienced before within her boring life -- love. How better to describe romance than with cheesiness and cliches, right? Well, Jennie's never been a fan of those things. NOTE: 'Tis a rather casually-written story so don't expect anything TOO deep here. Of course, you may be surprised. *insert mischievous grin here. Also, if you don't like romantic things ... might want to leave (but who doesn't, honestly?)

I couldn't turn back at this moment as a hard chest bumped into me from behind making me lose my balance. I couldn't think of anything else and that was the hardest part '' my PEPPER SPRAY'' I looked for it inside my bag and turned to face a muscular man lying on the ground. I took advantage of his situation. '' Stoppp!! I'm not a cheap stalk.. '' before he could finish his sentence, pepper was all over his hand placed against his eyes. _______________________________________________________ I knew it, something gonna happen good or bad . I don't really know . ' -Remember you're not used to trouble ! - I told myself . I am Amanda Rodriguez, I'm 24 years old, a simple girl with a simple life. A SPECIAL EVENT DESIGNER 2016 (c)

Now available on Amazon in ebook and paperback. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0B4PK3JQ3 [Sample] As far as Elena Wilson is concerned, Kai Davis destroyed their lives, and the hate in her is soul-deep. As much as she wants to avenge her family, her current problems are too big to ignore. Then comes Tyler Hall, the mysterious, intriguing, and blue-eyed knight she has come to slowly put her trust her in. * * * But as she spends more time with him, the more she realizes how much she doesn't know about him except how far apart their worlds are. And as she slowly filters the truth from the lies, Elena will be forced to make a choice amid financial and life struggles that will forever change her life and those she loves. * * * #22 Romance

His body was as powerful and sexual as I remembered it, he had gotten another tattoo on his shoulder since the last time, a few more scars then I remembered on his chest. His back rippled with muscles as he pulled on a fresh white shirt, my eyes transfixed as he took his time buttoning it up. Somehow it was almost more of a turn on watching him put on his clothes than him taking them off, almost. He wiped the blood off his hands with a kitchen apron in a slow steady motion and I pressed myself back against the wall when his eyes focused on me. My eyes flittered to the back door and I battled with myself on whether or not I could make it before he caught me, I couldn't. He tossed the apron over an empty sink and stalked towards me slowly, a predator in every sense of the word and my eyes drifted to the bloody mess of a man on the kitchen floor, was that going to be me in a second? He stopped just in front of me and reached out to stroke my cheek and I closed my eyes, leaning into his touch despite knowing better. My eyes snapped open when he grabbed my chin tightly and forced me to look at him, was this it, was he going to snap my neck and dispose of my body now? "Touch another man again, and I will kill you" his voice was low and promising and I swallowed as he let go of my chin, pressing a rough kiss to my lips before grabbing my elbow and dragging me out of the kitchen. So much for that arrangement...