(THIRD BOOK in the Golden Girl Series) **** "Till death do you part?" The priest finishes off with. "I do," I answer - knowing how ready I am to die with this man. *** You've been on Amber Marigold's journey since she arrived at Tygerwell. Now join the end of her journey. In the final book to the golden girl series, we level up. Bigger races. Epic fights. And much more death. It's not just Tygerwell or the country that's at risk. It's the whole world. "This has become so much bigger than us." And in the final battle of blood and loss and pain, victory is not a certainty. Good guys don't always win, because the lines between good and bad are blurred. Not everyone is going to make it out of this alive. **** "Sterling? The South? They both have a common enemy now..." he whispered. "Us," I answer.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

Ryder Hamilton is the hottest boy in school, with his dark brown hair and melting blue eyes he could charm even the devil into bed with him but he was getting bored he wanted something new and the moment he saw her staring in the mirror admiring herself he knew the only thing he wanted was her. Then she came in... Chloè Brew-Daniels. She waltzed into a new school and did not expect to be frustrated by Ryder. She's a classic sarcastic mean girl who is into shopping and pink and would not care if the rest of the world were to jump into the Mediterranean ocean as long as she had her dads credit card. ************************************************ "Questions darling, you ask too many of them"he said in a husky voice "Stupidity dummy, you have too much of it"she whispered in her thick jersey accent. If only he knew how unsettled his voice was making her. His dark blue eyes making irresistible wild thoughts fly through her mind only for a second. She pushed him of her and retreated down the hallway with her head held high and her Jimmy Choos broken. $this is my first book, so just give it a shot, all constructive criticism is allowed

** #2 in WATTYAWARDS** ** #24 in FUNNY!** **#3 in SHORT STORY** I whipped around to smell the scent of pine, cigarettes, and mint. Amused grey eyes shined, and dark, shaggy, brown hair filled my vision. His hands were in his low, dark jeans, and his muscled chest puffed out of his white t-shirt, and black leather jacket. His smirk made me tense up. "You." I glared. "Me." He smiled. The one person who could piss me off in a split second, the person who was the sole reason I am who I am today was leaning against one of the navy blue lockers. The atomic bomb just exploded in my life. And his name is Roman Quinn. DISCLAIMER: I wrote this when I was a good 12 years old. There are plot holes, spelling and grammar errors. However, this is the first thing I've ever written and somehow I am STILL proud of it and the grateful for anyone who laughed. (Even if it was just once). Viewer Discretion is Advised.

Abby has always just been identified as stutter girl. Her high school life was a complete disaster, she lived in her sister's shadow the entire time and any chance she had at having a social life was brutally murdered after Scott Rogers mocked her about her stuttering their very first day of freshman year. Scott is the quote on quote 'bad boy' of the school. Or at least that's what everyone else has him pinned as. He may be a huge flirt, but he sure doesn't sleep around. He genuinely only made fun of Abby that first day because he was curious, but then again with Scott his curiosity isn't always what he should lead by. Of course Scott and Abby went their separate ways after Scott got kicked out several weeks after the incident, and Abby was eternally grateful for that. She thought she'd never have to see her bully again since he had been shipped off to private school. But then college came along and with college comes new people...and maybe even a few old ones. What happens when not only are Scott and Abby reunited but they have to share a room? Could it be love? Hate? Follow Scott and Abby as they explore feelings they never thought they'd ever get the chance to experience and maybe even more than that. 9/21/17: #1 in Chicklit

Catherine Louise has rich parents and living the life every teenage girls want. Her life seemed perfect big house in New York City, brother who will be there for her anytime she wants, but EVERY LIGHT HAS ITS SHADOW. She has dark past and she'd do anything to hide her secrets. But little did she know that the more she hides it the more it reveals. Most importantly heartless player Cole Anderson knows her secret and blackmailed her to kiss him. THEN EVERYTHING STARTS. Endless tears, end of friendship, broken hearts, dramas, hot romance, and most importantly Cole's ten years lasted love towards Catherine.

Phoebe is now attending the 11th grade and her troubles have just begun. Aside from wanting to look the best just like every other girl, she has a special talent in guitar. Practicing her guitar one day it in the park, she stumbles upon a older guy. More like he stumbles upon her..... With his good looks and smooth moves, he lures her into something that she doesn't want out of. He is tall, handsome, and could be a male model in her eyes. As along with her being all about him, he is all about her. From her head to her toes he doesn't want to share any of her with the world. -Mature Content-

Kate and Jim has been best friends since freshman year of Long Island High School. Their very excited to find out they will be going to the same collage. Fast forward four years they share an apartment and ready to start a new year of being freshmen but soon after living with each other they began to have feelings for one another what will the out come be?

"Kiss me like you missed me." "Well, come here." I jumped into his arms and snaked my arms around his neck. Our lips touched and just like that, everything was right again.

He claimed me as his. That's what he did. The first time he saw me, I was his property. That's what he told me. I was no longer a free woman. I was no longer an in-depended woman who lived her own life and made her own decisions. I was ruled by him. From the moment he laid eyes on me, I was his. I belonged to him. I belonged to Xavier De Laurentis.