Meet Kayla Wilson, 'miss perfect' adorned with a five-leaf clover. She gets kicked out of her third job, fails her latest relationship, lost all her savings, and gets hit by a car, all in one day. And the next thing she knows, she fakes a marriage with John E. Brooks--a nerd turned hottie, who overly adored her when they were young. And to make it worse, Dorothy, John's meddlesome grandmother, devises a scheme for the two to be together, i.e., the last thing that they both wanted to happen. It's one mishap after another as little miss perfect finds out what it means to have it all flawlessly.

"Hey." Sounds like a plain and simple text message, doesn't it? But what if that simple and plain text message came from Jay? The name that every guy feared? And what if it was sent to Kayla? The girl who was every guy's play toy. 'I should probably stop texting him.' You should but why haven't you? Started: June 28th 2018 Cover by @shaneyycole

[Featured by wattpad romance, teen fiction, young adult and psychologicalnovel] Joy Jones was a seventeen-year-old kind and optimistic girl working in her grandpa's flower shop, but she had a secret. She was suffering from acute lymphoblastic leukaemia and wanted nothing, but to die peacefully. That was until Logan Kellerman, a young man with suicidal tendencies came storming into her life and stole roses from her grandpa's flower shop. Instead of running away with what he came for, he found himself falling deeper and deeper into her as she made his heart skip in delight, for she was, in her own words, a little bit of Joy. * * * from some of my readers of this book, thanks❤- ❝I LOVE YOUR STORY OKAY. THIS STORY AND YOUR WRITING- IT GIVES ME HOPE YOU KNOW.❞ - aimawrites ❝This is so different than so many stereotypical stories on here and i'm so glad i read it.❞ -lepus_leporis ❝They're both so poetic and beautiful and perfect for each other. GAHHhh I love them.❞ - alycecaswell ❝The way she vividly describes the world makes me so happy. Heat keeps rushing to my cheeks in pure euphoric joy. This book is making me so grateful for everything around me and I never want it to end.❞ - nylammeeyn [highest rank: 7 in sad] [cover by soulanatomy]

"Who the hell are you?" A boy demanded. He had tousled, chestnut hair. His green eyes were wide with confusion and red from irritation. The boy was also shirtless, paired with red and blue striped boxers. He was, after all, attractive. His abs shown a deep indent in his chest and I forced my eyes not to linger. "Who are you?" I sputtered. He squinted. "I'd like to think you have the common decency to answer me first. You just sprayed me with mace." I frowned, not enjoying his attitude, and crossed my arms over my chest. "Lindsey. Lavender's best friend." I explained as if he should've known. "Oh I'm sorry that wasn't included in the handbook." He spit. I smirked. "Well I'm sleeping here." "So am I." (Volume 1 of The Run) © 2015 Sydney Wray ~ "YES YES YES I LOVE THIS STORY FOR THIS EXACT REASON!!!! U ALWAYS MAKE ME SO HAPPY." -justanotherfan11 ~ "Soo cute❤️❤️" -lovetoreadlikealways ~ "I love your book The Run it made me have so many emotions your a amazing writer." -katie3214 ~"I love this story so much!!"-KenniTheMutt ~ "omg i can't even...i am hyperventilating..oh god oh god." ~"IM CRYING I DIDN'T EXPECT THAT." -WalkingOnTheMoonlight ~ "WHAT?!?!?!?! U know how I was hyperventilating? Yeah I think I just passed out." -justanotherfan11 ~"My reaction to this chapter: no.......no...NO NO NO NO NOOOOOONOONONOONON!!!!!!" -xxstarbrghtxx

A boy tries to drain all his sorrows away by just focusing on the angry lyrics bursting in his eardrums. A girl tries to remove her depression by listening to music. When they first meet at the Cd store, there comes a spark that their life is a lot more than just pain of their pasts, like how music is so much more than just tune and lyrics. 'Sometimes you don't have to hear the lifeless wind whistling in your ears but listen to your heart pumping in your chest.

We all have crushes in our life. Eleanor Stevenson is someone normal who had and uptight life with rules and regulations. She never had the chance to follow her heart. She worked hard and became a doctor just like her parents wanted her to be. Eventhough she had everything in life, she felt empty inside. Why? In her almost too perfect life she din't have the time to find love. But one-day across the hospital corridor, she noticed someone. And her life changed forever. This is the story of a simple girl crushing on someone who never noticed her existence. Stay with Eleanor as she pursues her journey towards true love. This book is a collection of letters to her crush. Copyright © HappieGeetie21

Highest Rank: #1 in Romance, #1 - painting, #1 - heartbreaker, #1 - one-sidedlove, #1 - unrequitedlove, #1 - engagement *********************** Still not satisfied with our physical contact, he leaned his face down to meet mine as his fingers gripped my chin. "Fiancée?" he asked, whispering the word. I nodded as the tension I felt from our body contact got even more intense. I stared at his handsome face. "You claim yourself my fiancée?" I nodded again. Of course, I was his fiancée and I'd claim that title no matter what. "Let's see if you really are," he whispered slowly in between his breathing. His tone broadcasted danger and it made me shudder. "A fiancée can kiss her man. Now, let's see if you can---" And with that, in just a heartbeat, he pressed his lips against mine. *********************** He is my one great love. I've loved and adored him since I laid my eyes on him and to be his wife is my life's absolute dream. But he hates me. He has hated me since the day he first saw me and he makes it sure that breaking my heart and pushing me away will be his greatest achievement. In spite of all the drama, the pain and the heartbreak he caused me, I still insist to be engaged to him --- this cold, aloof, and heartless man. Yes, he is my one great love. But he is my one great challenge as well. Will I be able to create a heart in my heartless heartbreaker? (Cover made by @itsmyaah) Copyright © HervinaMollejon™ 2015-2016 All rights reserved.