Wren Martin is socially awkward. She blocks off herself to the world, hiding behind her favorite hoodie. All she wants to do is keep a low profile, and graduate well enough to qualify for a college scholarship. But then a babysitting job leads her to cross paths with Asher Reed, Eastview Highʼs notorious athlete. Whe...
Awoken in a house she didn't belong, A girl who's memories disappeared, Aided by strangers who went along, An adventure to reveal the secrets feared.
❝ I hate it. I hate not remembering. I want to. I want to remember what it was like to have something, someone! ❞ ❝ You do. You have me. ❞ Indigo has woken up on an abandoned road in the town of Beacon Hills, a place of misfit werewolves and other supernaturals. When Scott McCall offers his aid and friendshi...
Indigo McCall and Stiles Stilinski are inseparable. Attached at the hip, indivisible, connected. Deeply in love with their first loves and devoted to it. But maybe they aren't as inseparable as they thought. Troubles pop up once again for Beacon Hills and the responsibility falls to them to take care of it. As al...
Jenny Cowley is not your average 19 years old. For starters, she's moved around her whole life and never got to experience living in one place for longer than a year. Let's not forget that she's also never been kissed... That is if you don't count the slobbery mess that was bestowed on her when she was 13. Now she's...
"Ignore their stares, they do nothing but remind you that you are alive." When Alexandra Knight was offered a rare scholarship to attend the most prestigious boarding school in Europe, she didn't have to think twice before accepting it. It doesn't take long for her schoolmates to notice that she is different from them...
"What if the one that got away came back?" Sometimes, a second chance at a perfectly imperfect love presents itself when you are at your most vulnerable state, and you can't help but remember that nothing worth keeping comes without a price. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •...