From Wattpad story to published book to a movie! Watch your favorite coming-of-age camp romance come to life on screen now! *** After running away from her problems for four years - her inability to run a mile ironically being one of them - Whitney Carmichael knows a fitness camp will kick start some change in her life. Little does she expect her high school archenemy will be there trying to make amends. Or that she'll ditch her wallflower status and find herself at the center of a web of toxic friendships and petty lies. And working out? It's not so bad when her new personal trainer, Axel Chandler, is pretty easy on the eyes...and she has everything to lose. [Wattys 2015 Talk of the Town winner]

Clary is a girl with no friends at her school. She eats alone in the library. She doesn't talk to anyone. Her ex best friend holds a grudge against her. That all changes when the school's bad boy Jake comes into her life.

Calebs POV I let go of her hands, and let mine go to her waist, making her breath hitch. Taking a step closer, we were almost touching. I looked in her eyes which were wide with surprise. There was only a few inches of space between our lips, "if you don't like me, then why haven't you pulled back?" "I don't like-" I cut her off by pressing my lips to hers. She tensed up, then relax into the kiss, her arms sliding around my sides as she closed the gap between us. ------- What happens when the boy who always teased you growing up, suddenly, well, grew up. And what happens when you find yourself falling for him? Will it's spiral out of control? or can Kira manage to tame the player inside of him? Read to find out ♢ A/N: chapters with this * have been edited

[#1 in Fiction][complete] Kaitlyn MacDonald. Your typical nerd. Shy, smart, and more than a little bit awkward. Tutors for extra credit, even though she doesn't need it. Drew McCarthy. Your typical bad boy. Basketball jock, extremely attractive, and has more girls' numbers than missing homework. And he never does his homework. When Drew gets into grade trouble and his basketball career is in danger, he has two options. One, he can either give up basketball and allow his grades to drop more, or two, he can get tutored to stay eligible for sports. Naturally, he chooses the second one. And his tutor? None other than Kaitlyn MacDonald. #1 in Fiction 03/16/2019 (m/d/y) #3 in Teen 08/25/2020 (m/d/y) #014 in Boy 03/02/2019 (m/d/y) #031 in Teen Fiction 01/06/2017 (m/d/y)

Titus Morgan had only three important things in his life. His friends, his mother and the wealth that he was trying so hard to own. Worried by his friend's welfare, pressured by his father's constant reminder of the well-being of his mother and not to mention the dispute between him and his arrogant half-brother...he had a lot of things in his mind, a lot of plans and a lot of anger, he has no time for distraction like seeing his ex-girlfriend again after five long fucking years. Titus knew that he should stay away from his ex. Why? Because he had a mission, darn it! But he just couldn't help himself. Five years later, he was still smitten with her, he still want to hold her, kiss her, touch her and fuck her. And no one can stop him. No one. But things don't usually go according to what he wants, Titus knows that from experience. So when things started to go south with his ex, he knew he's in trouble. And it's the kind of trouble he wanted to avoid, especially now that he had important things to do than cuddle with her. But even though his mind is shouting at him to move and do what he needs to do, his body won't let him. It wanted to stay rooted with the woman he hated and he wants more of her. And that 'more' includes hugs, kisses, emotions and a lot and lots of sex. CECELIB | C.C. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT | R-18 COMPLETED

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14