"Hello, is this Mrs. Reed?" "Yes?" "This is Mr. Dallosure, your daughters English teacher. I'm sorry to inform you, but Willa's grades are quit low, and I'd hate to see such a bright student fail my class. So I'm calling to suggest a tutor for support in your child's education." "Oh, my. Well, yes, if you suggest it then I'll do anything to help her grades come up. Who would be her mentor then?" "I would be, of course. No body knows the material I teach as well as myself, ma'am. Would every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday be open to Willa Reed's schedule?" "Absolutely."

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]]

Arissa Dually is an outcast, a nerd... invisible. Every move she makes is so people won't notice her. Yet, it's not like they would even if she tried to fit in. Arissa has a dirty little secret, though. She's in love with singing. Has been since she was young, but family and friends are the reason why she can't let anyone find out. For their safety- and her own. Yet, she can't help herself. Singing helps her feel normal, she's who she wants to be when singing. So when she gets caught, she bargains to keep her little bit of bliss a secret- hidden, behind a mask. That is when the plan falls into place. Arissa has to deal with a music teacher who wants to share her gift, a father that wants nothing to to with it, a school that just wants to know who this mystery person is, and a football captain/delenquint that gets a little too close for comfort. Join Arissa in a story filled with music, dancing, crazy dogs and nasty snogs, and most of all, tears and lust filled eyes. What would this genre be without them? Cliché, yes, but that's just how the shoe fits. This story is like a cross between High School Musical and Grease, but with twists and its so much better ;)

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction || Coral Stewart is a nerdy seventeen year old girl who is way too smart for her own good. She has already graduated and has been hired at St Martin's, an all boys school. The only problem with this is that she has to attempt to teach four boys History - and trust me when I say they are not going to make it easy for her. One nerdy girl. Four perverted boys. One History lesson every Friday. What could possibly go wrong? *=*=*=* Warning: There's gonna be dramaaaaa [Completed] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

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Every morning he dropped off his children, I could feel my palms getting clammy. He made my lady bits tingle. I had a thing for Mackenzie and Jaxon's dad. Maybe this was simply my "daddy-issues" making an appearance, as my father abandoned me when I was only three. Or maybe I was just a horny young girl. Who knows. His arms in those flannel shirts and the way his pants perfectly hugged his ass forced my eyes to stay locked on him until he left the building. Even after he left I couldn't help but think about him. You could consider this stalking and a little crazy, however, I deemed it fair game since he was recently divorced.

Holly got her happy ending, but there's a new girl on the scene, and high schools finished. It's time to hit the college scene. Who is Kylie Matthews going to fall for, if anyone? Will she get a happy ending or just another college fling?

I always thought Mr. Joyce was just a fantasy in my mind, something which would never happen in a million years. But it did... I had sex with Mr. Joyce... and now I don't know if my life is building up or falling apart, but for now I just want him! All the time! My name is Holly by the way, and this is the story of my less than proper relationship with my maths teacher. Yes, you read that right. My maths teacher fucked me .... and I liked it! *You need to be following me to read some chapters so click that follow button now !*

Sam is a preppy senior at her highschool, Mill Hill County, in London. None of the teachers call her Sam even after she asks politely. Except one. Her algebra teacher, Mr. Malik, calls her Sam Beyr -no questions or comments needed. He looks familiar to her, though she can't quite put her finger on who he really is. She ends up with a D in algebra after the first quarter. Mr. Malik sets up tutoring with him after school at his apartment. The tutoring turns into more than just private lessons and before they know it, things begin to heat up...

When Taylor goes back after the summer holiday's. Nothing much has changed. Except the school has gained a quirky, hot gym teacher. When he lives next door to her, does she care about their relationship being illegal? Does it matter when they feel like this? The story is written in Taylor's point of view unless stated otherwise.