Isobel's world is turned upside down when she meets a mysterious guy who reveals a devastating secret about her boyfriend. *** Isobel and Matt had been best friends for most of their school life when they decided to start dating. Comfortable around each other and knowing everything there was to know, a relationship seemed like a natural--and exciting--step for them. But with the novelty starting to wear off, Isobel struggles to accept that her loving boyfriend has changed, only remembering years of good memories with the guy she could talk to about anything. When Nathan arrives on the scene and secrets from the past become exposed, Isobel's world is set to change. Mysterious, dangerous and infuriatingly persistent, Nathan is the opposite of everything she's known. But maybe that's just what she needs to get over Matt. 𝗔𝗜 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗿: ❌ I do not use generative AI to write my books. ❌ I do not consent to my books being used to train AI models. ❌ I do not consent to my books being used to create AI-generated content.

[BOOK I COMPLETED] I'm Sam Matthews, 16-years-old as of now. Well my shitty story is that I am a girl, not a guy. In this fucked up world every human soul mistakes my name as "boy-like." Which REALLY doesn't make any sense. Maybe it's just me, though... I'm not girly, I hate acting and behaving like one, or dressing like one. I am apart of the Matthews family, one of the richest and successful families out there (not really.) I am the youngest of this trash of a family, or known as the disappointment or the mistake. I have two older, prettier (I guess), and much more successful sisters. They make me look bad in front of almost everyone. I don't ever get spoiled, just because I'm rich doesn't mean I get treated right from anyone in this household. Yeah I got no talents or skills and hardly any smarts, but hey I'm still me. Does that count? My parents are the worst, they wanted a boy so they went for a "boy-like" name. They treat me like shit, they looked past me, beat me, and never bothered to get to know me. They basically made me into the person I am today. A cold-hearted bitch, with surprises up her sleeve. I got a cool-ass butler, the only person I saw as family. He's the best. The past years were the worst, what happened to me is something I can't forget. Not until I do something about it... But the fun doesn't end there! I'm going to a new school. Due to recent circumstances, this all boys school just accepted me! Haha, PERFECT. They literally thought I was a guy, so they accepted me. Then my dumbass parents were like, "Oh yeah Sam's a girl." This is the last school that accepted me, they offered a HUGE paycheck to let me in (the only somewhat nice thing they did for me for the first time.) They even bought out the name... Another HELL I was SO looking forward to. • • • | Mature Content : Foul Language | This is a Dark Romance, Viewer Discretion is Advised.

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After escaping from police custody, Clover tries to piece his life back together. Determined to return to home and be reunited with his family, he has to first elude the country wide man hunt. Will he be able to resist his old ways in order to remain undetected? After hearing that Colin has escaped, Summer and Becca prepare themselves for the inevitable; Clover is coming back for them. Will the police and their families be enough to protect them? Clover's coming back and he's determined to prove to the girls; 'You'll always be mine'.

If you were to put me in a novel, I wouldn't be that good girl, shy and clumsy main character, that girl who always gets the boy of her dreams, that girl who always smiles and laughs and has to overcome some major obstacle to get her fairytale ending. In some, I'd be that bubbly best friend who only cares about dresses and shoes and makeup and boys, the one who always knows what to do. In others, I'd be the head cheerleader. That girl who struts down the hallway with her head held high, the one who always smiles perfectly, the one and only Queen Bee. And admit it, half of us think of cheerleaders as trash, people who go around showing skin, kissing boys, drinking and partying. Only rolling my eyes can express how untrue this stereotypical sentence is. Why can't anyone realize that we're all different people who have different aspirations, different dreams, different personalities? Not everyone is that snobby cheerleader who loves stabbing people's backs. And I know that people are still going to whisper behind my back and spread strings of rumors that are totally ridiculous, but my life motto is to turn people's words against them, to let them have a taste of what it feels like to be the one on the ground. I don't have to use words against them. I just have to use actions. After all, an empty vessel makes the most noise; and actions speaks louder than words. I am obviously not a person spotting a brain as small as a bean and I'm not afraid to prove myself through actions. I like to play by my own rules. Rules are meant to be broken. Stereotypes are meant to be broken. But you know that broken rules come with a price-broken hearts. My name is Irabelle Skye, and welcome to the world where blondes aren't dumb, where blondes aren't stuck-up, where blondes aren't always who people think they are. It's the world of hair bows and don'ts.