Braelyn Sawyer is the invisible little sister of Nick, Nathan, and Kyle Sawyer. Each of her brothers are popular, handsome, and players. Braelyn always hid in their shadow. A year ago Braelyn had her heart broken by her long time boyfriend Jared Harmon, and ever since then, she has stayed away from boys. She sticks to her books and her best friends, just trying to get through high school without any more drama. Then, acclaimed bad boy and player Ridge McCain comes crashing into her life and onto her lips. One kiss changes Braelyn, and a slap changes Ridge. The days go on, and the two grow closer. Falling in love is not an option for Braelyn, but she soon does. Follow Braelyn on this journey of love, high school, mean girls, laughter, and tears, and you'll soon see why people say love hurts. ×××××× Started: June 20, 2017 Ended: January 16, 2018 #26 in Romance as of January 19, 2018

A BAD BOY STOLE MY BRA is published and no longer available on Wattpad. It is available in multiple languages, including English, French, German, Italian and Indonesian as paperback and e-book internationally. It is also available as an adaptation on the app Episode - 'It Started With a Bra.' This copy has the first 3 chapters ONLY. SPIN OFF SEQUEL (Same characters): The Anti Delinquent System is fully available on Wattpad! It follows Chase's love story, with large amounts of Riley, Alec, Joe, Violet and Dylan! Picture this: You wake up in the middle of the night, swamped in your star wars covers and completely and utterly groggy to the extent that you look like something from the Monsters Inc. movie. You hear a sound, so you sit up and turn your lamp on, and that's when you see it. Your new neighbour, clambering halfway through your window (Still managing to look like some sort of a Greek god, I may add) holding your MICKEY MOUSE BRA. What do you do? Well, you scream obviously. Then what? Why, you get revenge of course. Romance #1 Humour #3 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Cover and Official Trailer made by @moonxriver

Highest rank #1 in humor [30 chapters] The hermit Ryder Quin never thought that one day, her crush of three years now, the very handsome Aiden Caley, would suddenly want to be her friend. What's more, a stranger broke into her backyard one night, his face hidden underneath a hood, and ever since then he would show up at night and leave before midnight. The quiet and uninteresting life of hers, unexpectedly was thrown into chaos. Having an introverted personality, Ryder struggles to keep up with the very energetic Aiden. However, because of the lack of her social skills, all of Aiden's flirty remarks and hints miss the mark, leading to Ryder accidentally friendzoning her crush, all while trying to figure out who the stranger that meets her every night is. With the mystery of the stranger's identity and the awkward moments spent with Aiden pickling her mind and heart, Ryder realizes that she has been dragged into a whirl of feelings she has never experienced before.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

Alana Mitchell came to accept that her life was destined to be a hard and miserable one. In her mind it was only fair. After all, it was her fault her dad was dead and her mother turned to drugs and alcohol. So she was determined to protect her little sisters and spend her life making up for her mistakes. But things get difficult when her mother's condition worsens and tragedy strikes again. When her past and forseeable future threatens to tear her apart, she's forced to fight to keep the promise she made to her father. This is the tale of how one dark night sent Alana Mitchell down the path of pain, misery, and self-hate. The very same path that also leads her to the road to peace of mind, acceptance, and love. Caution: This isn't a story for the faint of heart.

Blake and Ray are two different people. Blake is the innocent good girl while Ray is the deadly quiet Bad Boy. The only ties they have together is their best friends who happen to be dating eachother. And Blakes best friend just happens to be her twin sister, Tessa. Tessa is a bad girl, she does what she wants and she doesn't care if she gets away with it or not. What happens when Tessa tries to bring innocent twin sister into her world of gangs, sex, drugs, and violence...what happens when Ray helps lure her in. ~ Soon Ray began to skim his lips across the curve of my neck, the way he seems to like, his arms uncrossed and his hands moved down to grip my waist. "When you do that," I let out, my voice unusually husky, "I feel weird." "Weird?" He asked before pressing a soft kiss to the juncture. I nodded my head and gripped his shoulders firmly. "Yeah, I feel all tingly, there's this knot on my stomach that comes when you're doing stuff like this, and when you took you're clothes off last night." Ray chuckled, placing another kiss on my skin, this time on my jaw. "You're feeling horny Blakey." Ray finally said after awhile of him just nipping at my skin, which felt wonderful by the way. "Horny," I asked, shocked. "You mean, sexually aroused?" I asked again, still in surprise. I can't believe this whole time I was aroused, and aroused sexually at the most. "Yes, Babe, you're sexually aroused. That's one sign that you might like a person, one of the first." Highest Rank: #1 Teen Fiction #6 in Romance THIS BOOK IS AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE AS AN EBOOK OR PAPERBACK ON AMAZON AND KINDLE. Cover by @Eveninglatte

"Come on babe." Evan insists. "Please? For me?" I look around, considering my options. The party has started to die down, and the small lake further into the woods is pretty concealed. "Fine." I sigh, grinning. "Really?" He smirks. "You'll skinny dip with me?" I pause. "Sure." "Great." He says. "I love you Harper." <><><><> Harper is your typical good girl. Shy, quiet, and reserved. So everybody is surprised when she manages to land a guy like Evan. Prom King, quarterback, ladies man. Evan introduces her to a new world, a world of popularity. And Harper tries to be the best girlfriend she can be. But one night, it all falls apart, and Harper is left in a mortifying situation. Naked. Luckily the River boys are around to save the day. After a few pictures of course.

Gemma is a nobody. She knows it. Her parents know it. Everybody at school takes advantage of it. She accepts the fact that everybody is going to treat her badly. She can't do anything about it. She will forever be the doormat, somebody to shove homework at, someone to take anger out on. She goes about her business quietly, doesn't mess around. But then Gemma makes a mistake. She goes out at night, again on a useless mission to keep the peace. She runs into one of the most dangerous gangs in America. And she makes an impression. Liam Henderson is someone you don't mess around with, people cross the street to avoid crossing paths with him. So what will he do when a little school girl named Gemma gets under his skin? And it all started with a Tampon.

"I've always had this feeling that I wouldn't live to see past 30. Life has always been hard for me and I know that one day, it'll kill me." I put down my pen and slash my wrists, painting the paper a beautiful red. I look at the note and tuck it in a book for safe keeping. I look down at my thighs and see the words "die" and "you won't be missed" etched in to my skin, glowing in the lamp light. I reach for the Advil on my desktop and open the bottle, throwing my head back and gulping down as many as my throat would allow. I sigh and stumble to my bed, a wicked smile on my face and an excited feeling in my stomach. Awaiting death makes me feel alive.