He starts kissing my neck. Slowly. Kissing every part of my neck. I can't bear it. "HR.." I am lost for words. What can I say? It feels heavenly, it's one of the best feelings ever. "I have to go." I let it out. He gets off of me and lays on the bed beside me. He sighs.. I quickly get up and walk towards my Manolos. I stumble into them. "But why?" He asks me. Because I can't do this. But I'm too angry to keep calm and talk to him. "You're not what he's looking for Anysha. My brother is a player, and a serious one. I can't see you getting hurt. Not from that bastard..." Seth's words haunt me, every day, every time. He gets up and walk towards me, reaching for my arm. I jerk away from him. "Get away from me! You're disgusting." I say feeling grossed out. "What the fuck are you talking about?" He asks confused. "Just stay away from me." I shout. "You probably have AIDS." I mummer. "What the hell is wrong with you?" He asks again. "You're a man whore HR." I say as I walk out of his penthouse apartment and into the elevator. I press the G button and as I turn around, I see his face. His beautiful face, the sexy jaw line. His parted lips, that confused hot look, his just-fucked hair. "I hate you." I say as the elevator doors shut close. *A real story*

Secrets. The things everyone has, yet no one shares. Because if you share a secret, it's no longer a secret. Cody Anderson was a player, high school heart throb. But, one day, his whole perspective of life changes when he meets the beautiful Allison Cooper. She's been through a lot, and so has he. What happens when they agree to no more secrets? No more lies. All though they fall fast, they fall nonetheless. Follow Cody, Allison, and the others on their journey through life, love, and the path to No More Secrets.

Jennifer Hills, is your typical high school student: pretty good grades, pretty cool friends; an all around okay life. Only one problem: Her locker is right next to Danny Sommers' , Gracefield High's newest trouble maker. And when a class project draws them closer, their lives begin clashing leaving the rest up in the air. "Danny Sommers.: Type D student. -D as in Douchebag -D as in Dipshit. -D as in DISAPPROVED." I mumbled, scribbling angrily into my journal as the ink smeared across the paper.