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"Anorexia. When you hear it, when you say that word, you think of a girl, right?" Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the skinniest of them all? Jack Thorne has lost everything. Still struggling with guilt and grief from his fathers death, old emotions and demons from the past resurface when his best friend suddenly dies. He had nothing - until he met her. Emily Gray, a mysterious yet inviting girl that, unbeknownst to Jack, is connected to him forever. Just Jack chronicles the life of a teenage boy, on the brink of becoming a man, who develops anorexia after the sudden death of his best friend. Join him on his journey to recovery and on the rocky roller coaster of a new found love.

olivia white, or should i say, the new nev and max. all rights reserved. copyright © 2014 | fxckmuke

"Because you deserve every reason to be happy."

"Never Fall for a Bad Boy." That's what Olivia has always been told. So why did she go and do it anyway? And why did he have to be the best friend of her Best Friend's very own bad boy? This is something she never expected. When Olivia and Thomas first meet in home economics, she was a little more than surprised. She quickly learns that no matter what she does he's never gonna leave her alone. Why? Well, she doesn't even know the answer to that. When her best friend Farrah starts dating this bad boy's friend she knows that the countless run in's and unwanted conversations are inevitable and tries to find a way to not kill her self. Figuratively speaking of course. This is nothing compared to what she would go through. This bad boy has taken a genuine interest in her and it has nothing to do with her clumsiness in the kitchen. There is something about her that just draws him in. And as much as Olivia tries to fight the connection, she can never seem to erase him from her mind. Not that Thomas would even think about letting her anyway. Can Thomas convince her that maybe Bad Boy's are her type after all? ****Spin-off of The Bad Boy is Possessive. It is NOT necessary to read TBBIP to understand this book.****

When Isabel Shaw was six years old her twin sister, Kendall, died. It took a long time but Isabel finally moved on-lived her life. That is until ten years later when Kendall decides to magically reappear in Isabel's bedroom as though she never left, asking for Isabel's help. Isabel never thought that she would see her sister again, let alone help her bring out the truth of how she died. It's not going to be easy, but it doesn't seem that Isabel has much of a choice. But whatever. What are sisters for, right?

Emma Woodhouse, aged 20 at the start of the novel, is a young, beautiful, witty, and privileged woman in Regency England. She lives on the fictional estate of Hartfield in Surrey in the village of Highbury with her elderly widowed father, a hypochondriac who is excessively concerned for the health and safety of his loved ones. Emma's friend and only critic is the gentlemanly George Knightley, her neighbour from the adjacent estate of Donwell, and the brother of her elder sister Isabella's husband, John. As the novel opens, Emma has just attended the wedding of Miss Taylor, her best friend and former governess. Having introduced Miss Taylor to her future husband, Mr. Weston, Emma takes credit for their marriage, and decides that she rather likes matchmaking.

There he sat tall and broad, his jawline definite and back straight. He focused on the book in front of him; so fixated he didn't realize that I had practically been staring at him the whole lesson. Hair dark and eyes piercing into the page, his presence made me quiver with emotions I couldn't quite understand... There was just something about him that intrigued me, yet i still had no idea of what it could be..