Blair is nineteen, living independently with her best friend Sadie who is also nineteen; a girl who's fun, adventurous, and always looking for some excitement. Blair on the other hand still holds onto her insecurities that Harry had caused her to have from childhood, his bullying of over ten years making her think of herself of someone worthless, someone who could never be liked or even loved by a guy like Harry. And after they separate ways for college, and Harry becomes famous; and a highschool reunion takes place....what happens?

Julie has always been the shy type. Her world changes when she finds wattpad, a very popular ebook community. She becomes addicted to it and even starts posting her own stories. But are friends, fans and votes all she will get from this site? Or is it possible to find love as well?

It's Hailee Windor's 18th birthday. Part of a shooting, she dies on the evening of one of the biggest days of her life thus far. What she doesn't know when she wishes for one more chance to tell her best friend, Brent, that she loves him, is that she will have to wake up tomorrow. And it will be June 6th once again. And so will the next day. And the next day. And every single day after that. She loves Brent. But when Alex comes along, it all changes. Will her best friend win the battle for her heart, or will this handsome stranger steal victory from him? What would you do if you had one more day? Would you laugh louder, play longer, love deeper? Would you regret anything you did? Chose the last thing you say to someone wisely. Because you never know when it will truly be the last word. The day you die is one you never remember. But what if you were forced to never forget? Forced to have to relive every second of it for the rest of your life? Hailee made a wish that forced that burden on her, but could she be choosing her own self destruction by not saying three simple words? Her story is truly one you will never forget...

Every year, the girls assemble in the music room. The boys don't have a clue about what happens in there. But, it is the history of the school- The Boyfriend Games. Three girls from each level, from sophomores to seniors would get picked to participate. They would be assigned a boy in their school, and their goal was to make him fall in love with them. What made it hard was the distractions and the fact that the boy chosen would be the opposite of the girl. Emerald has been lucky for the last two years, but when her name is pulled out, she knows she's in deep shit. The boy assigned to her? Blake Richards. He is her worst nightmare, and the biggest player in their school. People say that he goes through girls like a man that was in a desert for a week goes through water.

{book 1} ✓ - ❝ Once upon a time… Wait, are you shitting me? This story doesn’t start like this. On the contrary! This story is about a girl who thought had enough of men but, of course, her words backfired on her face. Yeah, this girl is me. An average girl… Okay, not so average, more insane, I would say. Whatever. This is my story and if you want to know what happened, keep reading, because it all started with an eating contest. ❞

3 years ago, my Step Dad adopted a son. His name was Hunter. For 13 years of his life, Hunter was neglected and abused by his parents. Beaten and raped, Hunter knew nothing good of the world. His Father eventually became a socio-path and shot the Mother. But as he was about to kill Hunter, Police arrived. The Dad shot himself instead. Hunter is now 16 and has been living in my family for 3 years. It's an understatement to say that we don't get along. Hunter is just angry at the world. He drinks and smokes and swears and fights. He kicks me and punches me simply because he's scared. He pushes everyone away. He has flashbacks and nightmares and can't seem to take anymore. Though I know he has reasons for being such an inconsiderate asshole, I still hate him. Our family has now moved to Cyprus. We're only staying for a while, so we just got a small appartment. Bad part about that? It's got 2 rooms. Me and Hunter have to share. At first I hate it. But then over the weeks, I begin to see how broken Hunter Storm really is. He's not just a dick, he's scared. And I'm slowly starting to comfort him through his troubles. We're getting somewhere, but then the worst possible thing happens. But strangley, it's bringing us closer. He's sleeping in my bed, he's crying to me, he's holding my hand. I'm holding him at night, I'm wearing his hoodies, I'm smiling at his touch. Before I even realize it, I'm in love. { Strong Language Throughout! Includes Physical/Sexual Abuse Scenes & Sex Please Don't Read If Bad Language Makes You Cry. But If You Like Hot Emo Boys With Lip Rings, Read Ahead ^.^ }