Savannah was the ultimate badgirl and the leader of her gang of girls. They had a strict policy against love and could go to any extent to show how much ignorant they could stay from love. With ruling the highschool's underworld, she almost never came to school until... ...the entry of the ultimate good boy Sebastion Myers which resulted in slowly breaking down her so called policies. Just how far does she break her walls for the good boy? How far until the walls of the highschool's underworld tumbles down along with her own walls? How far would she push her loyalties for the good boy? Cover by: @astralregion ❤ Winner of Galaxy Stargaze Awards - 2nd position Winner of Beach Awards - 8th position out of 18 books. Winner of Berry Awards - 1st position in the Teen Fiction category. *first draft*

He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

Kristen was always alone. She gets abused by her parents and bullied in school. Nothing is going good for her. One day out of no where as she's getting ready for bed, she gets an text from an unknown number. Little does she know that this person is the worlds most wanted criminal. Jason McCann.

*** When Delilah Lancaster wakes up in a disheveled motel room covered in nothing more than crimson blood and her undergarments, you might be thinking that hell's run loose, but when you find out that she wasn't ALONE when she awoke from her slumber, we'll just say that more than hell did run loose when that person that strangled their hands around her waist and sunk their head in the crock of Delilah's neck just had to be Chicago's most feared man, Isaac Fisher a sociopath. Highest Ranking: #151 Mystery/Thriller 03-26-21 #36 Thriller 04-31-20 ©Copyright2021_AllRightsReserved

'"You know," He said, looking back at the stars above his head. "I'm a guy." He heard a chuckle coming from his right. He looked over at her. She was angelic "Really?" She asked sarcastically, a grin plastered across her face. And, Oh Lord. She was beautiful. "I had no idea." He rolled his eyes before looking back at the sky. It was a truly beautiful night. He was with Sophie. It couldn't have been more perfect. "I mean," he said, hiding the smile that had appeared on his lips. "I'm a guy and I don't think a lot." He expected her to say something, a sarcastic comment maybe, but she didn't, she was really listening this time. He cleared his throat, suddenly sore. "I must think 'bout, let's say a hundred things every day. Half of them are usually 'bout football." He chuckled and looked at her again. She was staring at the sky no longer smiling. He was getting nervous, which you could clearly see by the way his accent was even more pronounced. He was scared to say anything more, but he couldn't seem to be able to keep his eyes off her. "But lately," he paused again, thinking hard on his next words. With a deep breath, he continued. "99 of my thoughts have been 'bout you." **** Sophie Davis is a peculiar girl. She is abnormally smart, and she has a dog that follows her everywhere she goes. But Sophie is also in pain. She's suffering from bipolar disorder. 2 years ago, Sophie did something awful. Now that she's alone, she finds herself facing her ghosts again. Newly orphan, she is left to live with the one person who should hate her most. Sophie wishes to start over, but with the ghosts of her past lingering above her head and the stupid arrogant king of the school taking an interest in her, it won't be easy. Especially if love, pain, and secrets are involved. She changes the lives of everyone who crosses her path. She might need saving, but people need her. Sophie Davis is strong, but even the strongest can't take handle all the pain.

"-never mind what I want!" frustrated he runs his fingers through his messy hair. -"What is it you want Violet?" he hoarsely mutters, stepping towards me, centimetres away from my lips. ______________________________________________________________________________ Love. Lies. Tragedy. Violet, the girl that has a sad and tragic past. The girl that fakes it till she makes it. The girl that spoke her mind. The girl that (nearly) no one dared to say anything about. The girl that was the baddest of the bad. The girl that was hot but had a cold heart. But she's not always like that. Don't trust everything you see-even salt looks like sugar. But that all changed... That was all before one day... before she met him.... Gorrgeous COVER MADE BY @andjulietisthesun-❤ ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ *first few chapters aren't that long* *currently on-going* *not a total cliché ;) * *prepare to cringe*

Scarlet McKinnon has never been one to get into trouble. She's nice to everyone, has a picture-perfect family, and only one potential enemy. So, when said enemy finds her beaten up on the side of the school building in the middle of Winter, Hayden Mathews is pretty damn surprised. When the worst liar in history refuses to tell Hayden who did this to her, he makes it his mission to find out what's happening and put a stop to it - whether Scarlet agrees or not. With Scarlet hiding a secret Hayden's determined to uncover, it gets pretty difficult for the two enemies to avoid each other. Especially when they have a childhood history that may end up more than just history. • Highest ranking tag #1 in couples Highest ranking tag #2 in arguments Highest ranking tag #5 in snow Highest ranking tag #1 in Hayden *trigger warning for violence and language*

haphephobia[haf′ē-fō′bē-ă] Definition: The rare fear of being touched. Wesley has haphephobia, a fear of touching. He is marked by a past that has made him terrified of something as simple as that. "Please don't touch me." "Why, I just can't keep my hands off of you." What would happen when he meets Violet Grey, a bold, but interestingly odd girl who just can't seem to get enough of him.

Amelia Reyes was just trying to live her life like a normal person. A normal person was not who she was though. She had ghosts from her past that would forever pop up to haunt her. Everything changed the night that her best friend convinced her to go out with her and some guys they had just met to a grand opening of a new club. At the club is where her past meets up with her present and her whole world begins to fall apart again. It's where her demons try to drag her away and she's not sure if she can fight them this time. Blake Prescott wasn't looking for much that night. He was just supposed to go on surveillance with his best friend and keep a low profile, no one knew them or what they were apart of and that's how they wanted to keep it. So what a perfect night to pick up chicks and get laid, right? It was pretty obvious early on in the night that Blake's girl was a prude, he just didn't realize that she was going be trouble as well. When her demeanor changes and she gets into trouble with the one person he was trying to watch but keep his distance from, he is faced with a choice: He could either watch her go down or help her but possibly blow his cover and reveal who he is and what he is a part of. But how could he, in good conscious, watch her being dragged down by the devil himself? He cant. *cover made by @MariamRehab* *trigger warning! May contain harsh and heavy content including but not limited to: Abuse, depression, rape, drugs, violence, gangs, suicide, weapons, cursing. Read at your own risk!*

Alec Hale doesn't know what to think when his beach-side anniversary date is interrupted by an ear piercing, strangled shriek from a few yards down the shoreline. He definitely doesn't know what to think when they follow the noise to find a stark naked, fatally injured girl on the edge of the shore, who doesn't speak a word of English. Or any language, for that matter. And it sure as hell doesn't help that she's only half human.