Nova can't escape the rich town of Riverside, where a tragedy follows her every step, but she can work to uncover who's been lying to her all these years. ***** When seventeen-year-old Nova Nightingale returns to her late mother's hometown the last thing she expects is to be public enemy number one, but the rumors surrounding her mother's sudden disappearance fifteen years earlier follow Nova everywhere she goes. And to top it all off, the local rich boy, Isaac Royal, is adamant about making her life hell. Surrounded by rumors, lies, and a secret keeping the town on edge, Nova has to figure out why she's hated and why the boy hell-bent on making her suffer seems to be the only person she can trust. Content/Triggering Warning: this story contains themes of suicide and violence [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

Growling lowly, I rose from my seated position and took a few steps back from the door and stood in my fighting stance, preparing myself for the worst. If it means having to knock out the Alpha so I could get to BlueMoon, so be it. "You're not going to be serious," Aiden said, a frown appearing on his handsome face as he stood there, sighing. "You're weak." "And you're just a big, bad alpha," I replied with a roll of my eyes. "Let's get this over and done with." - -A King Only Bows Down To His Queen -

Willow's always been known as the good girl with the wealthy parents who could do no wrong. Little do they know that this seemingly perfect girl has some less than perfect secrets; and the fact that she's been sneaking out past curfew every night since the beginning of summer isn't the worst one. Distancing herself from the people at school has become lonely, but everything changes when a group of bad boys that she meets after curfew one night transfer to her school and begin to take an interest in her; one even more than the rest. But will they be able to protect her when events from her past re-surface and begin to get her into more trouble than she ever wanted? ********************** We were a circuit, electricity flowing through us at every connection, every light touch igniting a heat that was exhilarating but dangerous. Like we could catch fire and burn to the ground at any second. "Did you take your own advice? Did you ever forgive yourself?" I whispered, my words evaporating in the heat around us. He moved towards me, trapping me against the car door as his lips traced over my jaw, down to my neck. "This," he whispered, his thumb tracing the waistband of my jeans, making my breathing falter. "Allowing myself to feel this happiness, to feel you...this is me forgiving myself." He kissed me, calming the raging storm in me and igniting a new one. I wasn't sure which would cause more destruction, but I knew only one had pretty blue eyes and a effortless smile that could convince me it was all worth it. It probably was.

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)

Denise strives to help others, even when it takes up majority of her time. The person she never expected to seek for her came and asked for some 'critical' advice. Even more importantly, she wasn't expecting the spiral of emotions to come from helping this guy.

"She was the kind of girl who could make dying beautiful. With a cigarette perched between her lips and scars ghosting across her skin, she made us believe that anything she did was an act, a performance, as if her life were nothing but prologue to the masterpiece that would be her death." M. K. Wilde *The cover was made by novellus*

Sequel to The Bet That Broke Me, highest rank #18 so far in romance 1st Book~ The Bet That Broke Me✔️ & 3rd Book~ Following in the bad boys Footsteps Book one is currently under editing so I'd recommend not to read this one yet cause in order to understand it you'd have to had read the first book. I can not believe this is happening. I drop the files from my hands and they fall to the floor scattering everywhere. I stare at him in shock. He looks so different, so mature in his suit, and sexy as hell. He hasn't even noticed me yet though. Good, I bend down to grab the papers. "Damn It!" I curse I just spent thirty minutes organizing them for my new case. Oh but who cares about the stupid Papers, I can't believe he is actually here! It has been nine years since I last saw him. Nine years since the Bet. "Here let me help you." He speaks bending down to grab my papers. I freeze as our hands brush, same on stupid sparks. He stands up and my heart quickens. "Miss are you okay?" He asks me. His voice is so deep and it sends a shiver down my spine. I slowly stand up and our eyes meet. His eyes flash with surprise as mine did a moment before. His old cold eyes didn't show at all. This man is not the Aiden Parker I knew nine years ago. "Alison." He mutters still in shock. "Aiden." I mirror him. His eyes look over my body. I would say I have changed a lot since high school, I have matured gratefully. "Oh you two have met then? Alison this is the new owner of the law firm." My boss tells me and my eyes widen even bigger. You have got to be kidding me. Aiden Parker is my new boss.

"Look dude, I get that you probably have some emotional problems, and you have taken to random strangers to find comfort. I mean I get it, I really do" I totally didn't "But it isn't really cool to do this sort of thing, so I'll tell you what. My Sisters, Husbands, Uncles, adopted daughters, mom is seeing a shrink for the exact same thing, I could get you her number or something? It's probably better than going around hugging random strangers." I told him. The dude didn't answer me, no. He decided to bite me. And I blacked out. *** Sarah is a normal human, with a normal family. she goes to a normal university, and she has normal obsessions with hot TV stars. Everything about her is normal. That is till some random dude snatches her up from the Saturday market and brings her away to somewhere she would have never imagined existed. Awesome cover made by @valiantsouls

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Adrift after a failed suicide attempt, golden boy Everest can't find anything worth living for - until he meets Beverly, a loner determined to prove him wrong. ***** For a boy who seemed to have it all - wealth, good looks, popularity, a wide circle of friends - Everest Finley becomes the ultimate social outcast after failing to take his own life. Dejected and alone, he starts his last year of high school by acting out, determined to ruin his golden boy reputation after his best friend and girlfriend both turn on him. But to his surprise, resident loner Beverly Davis reaches out and tries to befriend him. Ever the optimistic, her empathy and persistence eventually convinces him to spend time with her, and the two slowly bond over their complicated family lives and a love of singing. But even as their budding friendship begins to hint at something more, Everest continues to struggle with depression and unhappiness. Can a simple pact between the two truly encourage him to find something worth living for? Content and/or Trigger Warning: this story contains mentions and descriptions of depression and self harm. -SKY