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Dating the bad girl. by hazenight1
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You've heard of when bad boy meets good girl....but have you heard of when bad girl meets good boy? When Nolan met Danielle he expected nothing. Little did he know this one girl would change his perfect five year plan. She was bad. Sexy and tattooed. She was everything Nolan was not. Nolan was a virgin while she was a sex goddess. He was afraid of needles while she was heavily tattooed. Coming from rich backgrounds Nolan was living life according to his parents. Also coming from a rich background Danielle was living life the way she wanted. Defying the rules. She ignored her socialite mother and did what she wanted when she wanted. She was going to live life with no rules. That was until she met Nolan. She's attracted to the shy cute man, nothing like what she's usually attracted to. He seems to captivate her. He changes the way she thinks. But will she change the way he thinks?
The Bad Boy's Little Miracle by cuteinsanity
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My life wasn't suppose to happen this way. I was always known to be that awkward kid and the "perfect child" by my parents. I was on my way to Harvard University, as my they suggested. How to be the good girl, was all I knew. Until I meant him. We both were far from perfect and this stage we call our world was just a platform as we played our roles. But I was getting bored of being a puppet and I guess so was, Dallas Hunter. The mysterious teen who has a past that would nearly haunt him forever. And just as things progressed within months of this dysfunctional relationship a loud wake up call will be out to get the great Dallas Hunter. But will he listen?
The Cell Phone Swap by DoNotMicrowave
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Now a series by Mediacorp. Watch the episodes anywhere in world on meWATCH's Youtube channel. Keeley accidentally swaps cell phones with a rivaling high school's star quarterback. Unable to switch back until a week later, she must interact with the arrogant boy, passing along texts and voicemails. As she gets to know him better, she realizes there's more to him than sexual innuendos and egotistical comments. But when identities are revealed and secrets are exposed, will Keeley's feelings remain? Available in bookstores now! Look for it under its new title, TEXTROVERT.
Downfall by AliciaMychelle
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Meet Hayden. He's you're typical douche-bag. He's hot an he knows it. For as long as he could remember he's broken girls hearts and left a trail of tears behind him. To some people that may seem despicable, but too him it's all just a number, and he likes to rack up. Meet K.C. She was left heart broken and alone on the alter. Ever since then she took her heart off her sleeve and closed it in a safe, never too be seen again. With her emotions on lockdown, she goes on a rampage and spends meaningless nights of sweat and shame with men she just met. She's turned herself into a female player. When they bump into eachother they instantly feel an attraction for eachother that they've never felt before. What happens when two players get put together? I don't know if this summary will do this justice, but I have big plans for this book! So enjoy!(;
His Number by ForeverYoung411
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Charlotte Everley and her best friend had a tradition. Every summer on June 26th, they call one number--one random number of the same area code, purely for entertainment. When Charlotte's best friend Stella found love with the help of their 'tradition', she added another reason. To find Charlotte a boyfriend. After three years of endless match ups, set ups, blind dates. and not to mention two calls to, thankfully, female receivers, the summer of eleventh grade comes rolling by, and so does the fateful day of June 26th. The only difference is that, this time, the stranger behind the phone is most definitely male. And the president's eighteen year old son.
My Punk Rock Fairytale by KatRuby
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~ON HOLD~ »Okay. Long, dark-brown hair. Brown eyes. Full red lips. Skin pale as milk. I'll call you Snowhite.« He grinned, content with himself. My eyes are green-brown, my lips are red because of the lipstick and really – the best metaphor for pale skin he could think of was, milk? »Hm, let's see. Perverted eyes. Arogant hair. Annoying suntan and mouth that prouduce the world's stupidest sentences. My, my…what should I call you? I know, how about the Annoying orange?« I returned that big grin right in his face. Two could play at this game, bitch!
Born for Royalty by XxNixonxX
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He was a prince. She was a guard. When Isandra's past catches up with her, her job of protecting the royals gets harder and protecting herself in the process was near impossible. Her duty was to him and the throne he would be sitting on, but things get a bit out of hand when she gets assigned to be a royal guard. Men from the past, needed to stay in the past.
Rooming With Ash by IziKing
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[This is an extended sample of a now published book. See inside for more details] ~ "I know you have to get back soon, but there's just something that I want to try first," he breathed. As his eyelids lowered, I let mine do the same, focusing on nothing but my heartbeat and his hands around my waist as I felt his lips finally press themselves against mine. And as he did that, a star - somewhere in our galaxy - exploded into a million pieces of stardust that rained down into our atmosphere. I hadn't been what he was looking for either, but he'd found me anyway. Copyright © 2014 IziKing. All rights reserved.
Fighting to be Free (Completed) by kirsty1000
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THIS IS JUST A SAMPLE OF THE BOOK. THE COMPLETED BOOK, ALONG WITH BOOK 2, IS BEING PUBLISHED BY HACHETTE IN SEPTEMBER 16 AND THE SEQUEL SHORTLY AFTER. The new, publishing version is fully revised and with brand new content. I'm so so excited for you to all read the new and improved version! Thank you SO Much to everyone that read the original completed first draft here on Wattpad and helped me shape it into the revised, extended and edited version that will be published and in STORES NEAR YOU this year. :D xx Jamie Cole has had a hard life and has just been let out of jail for murder. Before he went to jail Jamie ran with the local gang, upon his release he's determined to go straight but will the leader let him? One more job is what he's promised but this one job seems to be leading to two, then three and he's not sure he'll ever escape his old life. He meets Ellie one night at a club, she's just broke up with her long term boyfriend and isn't looking for anything serious which suits them both. Jamie finds himself drawn to her and now he has another reason to change, she knows nothing about his past and he wants to keep it that way.
Save Them, Please? *One Direction Fanfic* by Jakkii
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Fifteen years. The number of normal every-day life. One day. The number of time when my life suddenly took a 180. 8000. The number of miles I was taken away from my home. Two. The number of parents I will never see again, Two weeks. The number of weeks I lived with kidnappers, rapists, and murderers. Three times. The number of times I lost my innocence to three different men. Four months. The number of months I lived a semi-normal but hectic life with practically strangers. Two. The number of children I carried Two. The number of times I was kidnapped. One week. The number of weeks I was held hostage. Thirty. The number of times I probably passed out or fainted. One hundred plus. The number of times I cried and felt sorry for myself. Six months. The number of months I waited until I got to see my children. Thirty seconds. The number of seconds it took before my life fully crumbled before my very eyes. A moment. How long it took for it all to start over again. Save Them, Please? *Sequel to 'Help Me, Please?*