"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble. Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my lips. I am NOT falling for these guys. And then, at the corner of my eye I spot Owen and his gang approaching. Well, that's just great. *** The West and East gang of Tygerwell have been at each other's throats since the dawn of time. And the two leaders of these gangs want to end the fight, once and for all. But fighting with fists is easy. Fighting with wit and charm, is a whole other ball game. Blake. West-side gang leader. Leather jacket and killer glare. Don't talk back. Owen. East-side gang leader. Fancy coat and toxic stare. Don't resist. And in comes Amber. Hair of gold and oceans in her eyes. Has too much sass for her own good and always, ALWAYS, manages to get into the middle of trouble. But these boys have no idea who they're really dealing with. And when Amber descovers she knows a little too much when it comes to guns and fighting, she has to question everything she thought she knew about herself. Three can play this game. *** "Let's settle this. You got rejected, I got rejected. It's only fair that the fate of the gangs be on who gets the girl first." "That sounds rather good, Rhodes. I'll take that bet on the golden girl." *** COMPLETED FICTION AWARDS: Best new story and best new account Highest ranking in Teen Fiction: #1 on 25/06/2018

When rich and popular Gwen Marie ends up in detention for a 'crime' she did not commit, she can only blame the misfits she's stuck with for the next three weeks. Levi Keller and his gang are the typical rebellious and reckless boys who love to get drunk everyday, smoke on school property and trespass when they know they shouldn't. But as Gwen spends more time with them she begins to realize that they aren't all that bad and their adventurous lifestyle is much more fun than her posh and planned one. Levi helps her realize that there's more to life than being the good girl and even though everyone knows that people like her and people like him should never mix, it's okay to do so. Sometimes the rules need to be broken. But the Detention Club can only have so much fun and before they know it, someone is out to set the strict rules of their town back into place. A Featured ChickLit Novel. Find the full version on FicFun Or Dreame!!

"Why can't you let me be my own person?! You 3 are always controlling my life and I hate it. I hate it!" Turning around, I started to make my way to my room, refusing to let any tears out. I get to my room and close my door. I'm going to party I heard a chuckle from behind me and my eyes widen. Slowly turning around, I was met with the three idiots. "We've been expecting you..." Damien says, stroking the stuffed cat. I stare at him. "YOU WERE TALKING TO ME DOWNSTAIRS 10 SECONDS AGO! HOW THE MAYO ARE YOU HERE?!" I scream/ask. "Or were we.." "Yes....you were......Now why are you here?" Daniel decided to speak up this time. "Look Ari, us being how we are is for your own safety. What would happen if some boy tried something on you in school. Huh? What would you do?" I think for a moment before smiling. "Three step rule: Play along, distract him...then crush his nuts." All three shook their heads as Damien spoke up, "Ari we love you but we're doing this for your own good." Before I understood, Damon picked up something from my bed. "You go to the party, Nutty gets it." My smile drops as I stare at my squirrel teddy. "No...Not Nutty...Please," I beg with pleading eyes. "Stay in the house, and Nutty lives. Leave, and someone is gonna be tail-less." PS I literally hate them ------ WARNING: THIS BOOK HAS NO SET STORYLINE-IT'S JUST RANDOM AND MESSED UP LIKE MY LIFE! Ariella Decrola, youngest of the Decrola siblings. With their parents death, It goes Damien, Daniel, Damon and Ariella. The three boys are also known as the 'Danger Decrolas'. As well as that they are the 3 most hottest, popular guys in the school. Even though they are arrogant and cocky, they are overprotective over their little sister. Then, somehow, she goes from a normal girl to a sister of the greatest gang-leaders in America. And that's not good, because now she has an Italian gang leader and a British mafia leader wanting her.

The Bad Boy and The Tomboy is now published as a Wattpad Book! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Original Edition and Books Edition upon purchase. Nicknames, a love of soccer, and school rumors are all the bad boy and the tomboy have in common. But if they give each other a chance, will they find something more? ***** Seventeen-year-old Macy Anderson is a tomboy that plays soccer, hangs with the guys, can't stand girls (except her best friend Jasmine) and doesn't know who Sam Cahill is. But when the pair unexpectedly meet, everything goes downhill from there. Because Sam Cahill is the school's bad boy, known for skipping classes and getting into trouble. Not to mention his cocky attitude, British accent, and magnetic charm, which seems to work on all the girls -- except Macy, who has a rule not date in high school. But when Sam starts showing her his moves (on and off the soccer field), Macy begins to see a different guy under the leather-clad exterior. Will that be enough to convince her that he's the one guy worth breaking the rules for? [[Word count: 300,000 - 350,000 words]] [[2015 Watty Winner]] All Rights Reserved- ©nikki20038

"Wesley..." I say in a low voice. He starts laughing so hard that he's crying. I grab two eggs and throw them both at him. They both hit his chest. "What the hell Haylee!?" he yells and it's my turn to laugh now. "Karma's a bitch." I say with a shrug. "You're seriously in for it now Haylee." he says and comes at me. I'm way to late to run because seconds later Wes wraps both his arms around my waist and spins me around. I squeal and squirm. "Wesley put me down!" He laughs and corners me at the counter. He puts two hand on either side of me and looks down on me smirking. He leans closer to me. Nope this isn't happening. I duck under his arms and turn back at him. "Come on loser we have cookies to make." He glances at me and smiles before coming back over to help me. *** Haylee Fields is the definition of perfect. She's on student council, has the perfect grades, three amazing friends, and her long-time crush might even become her boyfriend. But when Haylee's mom has to leave for three or more months Haylee is forced to live with the Andrews. The Andrews, minus Gia and Mike their parents, are the opposite of perfect. They're loud, rude, and every boy there is a player. After Haylee moves in, her whole life shifts. Wesley Andrews is the notorious bad boy and his best friends are even worse. Jason and Jackson Andrews are the twins in the family and are pranksters to a whole other level. ryder Andrews is... well he's Ryder Andrews. Girls love him, guys envy him, even though he is the youngest of the older ones. The boys begin to toy with Haylee's emotions and get her involved in things everyone knows she'll never do. Will Haylee fall for the charms of the Andrew boys? or will she keep her walls up and leave the charming to her crush and best friend, Mason Scott? Only time will tell.

One bad-ass gangleader, and one sassy 'good' girl. Let me introduce Adam. He's the leader of the most feared gang in town. He's handsome, and cold hearted towards everyone, until he meets her. Now let me introdue Brittany. She's a good girl that gets straight A's in school. She has abusive parents and is left to take care of her 14 year old sister, Karly. She doesn't trust anyone except her two best friends, Alice and Rebecca, until she meets Adam. What happens when the gangleader meets the good girl? There's twists and turns, and some surprises. Join Brittany and Adam in their journey. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Hey guys, so I wrote this story as a baby basically. That means that there is a ton of plot holes, misspellings, and honestly it isn't the best book out there haha. Thank you for reading though, and if you do decide to read it, hope you enjoy! COMPLETED DECEMBER 6TH, 2015.

"You'll be fine?" I shrieked. "You just got freaking stabbed! You're letting out more blood than a girl on her period! You are not going to be fine! I have to call the police. No wait, I have to call an ambulance! Oh my God, why didn't I think of that before? Stupid, Genevi-" "Stop talking!" he growled, turning away. I wrung my hands together in panic, trying to calm myself down. "I can take care of this, kitten. Leave me alone. It's just a small wound. Not like I haven't been stabbed before." he muttered the last part. "What?!" "Leave." he growled. I stared at him, unable to close my mouth. I had never seen someone get stabbed before. Heck, I had never seen someone get into a fight before. Ever. The only violence I had experienced was in movies. It was unfortunate for me that I found out how I would react in a danger situation like this. And by react, I mean completely flip the hell out. *LANGUAGE WARNING*

She writes all night. He flirts with girls all night. But when they come together in his room... the Cool Boy of the school and the Socially Inept Girl share a bed and make the night theirs. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #15 |

My name is Avery, and I am a gangleader. I know it sound silly but I am. Read to find out why and how. I'm only 13 so please don't make any rude comments.

~ "When I first met you I had no idea how much you would end up meaning to me." ~ When Riley is once again hurled into a new life thanks to his mother's promiscuous lifestyle, he prepares himself for a year of building walls and isolation. However, nothing could have prepared him for the eccentric and captivating ways of his new housemates. Warning: Graphic depictions of violence and mature themes.