(*Now an Amazon Bestselling eBook*) Sera's usually a good girl. (Except for that one wild night in the backseat of a stranger's car!) But what happens when that stranger turns out to be a bad boy- not to mention her new boss? And what happens when he wants more than one night...and won't take 'no' for an answer.

Rosie is meant to hate famous rockstar Will O'Connor, who killed her father in a car crash, but she finds herself falling in love instead. ***** Rock sensation, Will O'Connor is in the prime of his career when he unintentionally kills a man in a car accident. Full of remorse, he must come to terms with his non-guilty verdict. People-pleasing Rosie Montgomery dedicates her life to making others happy. Following her father's death in Will's crash, she becomes desperate to keep her family intact. But when Will and Rosie accidentally meet at her father's grave, there's an undeniable bond. Can they ignore the rest of the world and go after what their hearts most desire? And most importantly - can either of them handle the consequences? [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

He smokes. He drinks. He deals with drugs. He uses women as toys. He beats up anyone who gets in his way--male or female. He breaks every rule and law. He is called Arsen Frasier. He is the original bad boy. And I failed to understand that reality; I failed to stay away from him. I failed to lock my heart from my childhood sweetheart.

"Are you crazy?!" He asked me for the zillionth time. "Yes!" I replied, hopping over another trap. "How did I end up having you as a partner?" He muttered under his breath. I giggled, "You better hurry up, rookie, 'cause I can sense hounds coming our way." "Hounds?" Before I could answer, an alarm going off stopped me. I giggled, "Time to die!" ▪▪▪ Dayana (Nope, it's not Diana, it's Dayana),more known as Ana, is your typical crazy bitch. Well, not crazy as in thinking aliens are real. More like the 'oh-there's-a-killer-I-should-go-play-with-him' crazy. Maybe that's why she's in a gang... more specifically the 'ace' of the gang. Xander is that 'cute-boy-next-door' kind of guy. He's super sweet. Most girls swoon for him, others already think their 'together' just because he's sweet to them. Most boys wanna be his friends to be with girls, while others wanna be his friend 'cause of his friendliness. Although our dear Xander here is sweet, he can't help but get in trouble himself. So when you see a girl killing someone with a candy cane (I am so SORRY for all those candy lovers out there), he is forced to join a gang which his father used to be a part of in his youth. Buuuuut, do you guys know who candy cane girl is? You already know so I won't have to tell you. {Highest Rankings- #40 in Humor, #6 in 'weird', #2 in friend-zone}

"I missed having a little cas in my life." He smirked, letting his eyes show a little life. It was a sight to see and no words could do it justice. "What's cas?" I frowned, confused. "It's who you are. Crazy, Awkward, and Sweet." After her mother takes a job out of the country, Matey Greer is sent to live with her estranged father and his new family. The wooded sleepy town of Palo Ville is a stark contrast to her fast life in Miami. But with a larger than life character like Matey - things will undoubtedly shake up. Follow Matey as she embarks on the cusp of something a little Crazy - 'Like kissing the scariest girl in school', a little Awkward - 'Like accidentally impersonating a doctor', and a little Sweet - 'Like falling for a guy who is seems wary of love.' ||BEST RANKING: #1 IN HUMOR|| ||BEST RANKING: #34 IN TEEN FICTION||

Have you ever been compared to other people? Or most of all to your siblings? Well I have been compared to other kids most especially to my siblings. I have always hated that. Always will. Always be. °°°•••...•••°°°•••...•••°°°•••...•••°°°•••...•••° Kyline Skye, known as the 'freak' in her school just because she doesn't talk much. Most especially known as the 'it' couple's daughter. 'It' couple as in quarterback and headcheerleader. Sebastian Anderson, known as the 'badboy' in his school, known for all the pranks and the talk backs and fights. And most of all known as the previous badboy and badgirl's son. What will happen if they meet? And grew closer? Will love bring them? Will they be the next 'it' couple just like their parents?

Charlotte was always content not being a stereotypical popular girl, and thank god she had friends who would kick her ass if she ever became one. But now that her brother is on the varsity baseball team she starts to get attention from their Captain, Nathan Ward which becomes a bit of a problem since she's dating the rival schools Captain, Chase Grahams. Secret relationships, nasty mean girls and just enough family moments that make us want to be a member of the Hayes Family. Just remember one thing when dealing with jealous people... Its that Jealousy Makes You Nasty

|| HIGHEST RANKS: #13 in HUMOR #79 in TEEN FICTION || If you are going to be BAD, then you have to do it the BAD way... It's pretty simple: 1) Don't get caught 2) Always have a Plan B 3) If all else fails... Run...Run for your life! Everyone has a bad side. Some try to deny it's existence, some hide it and others well...they rule the world with it. In the book of being BAD there are ninety-nine formulas for world domination... Number one: You aren't BAD until you can walk around the school dressed in all pink and have everyone afraid to approach you. Number two: You aren't BAD until you can break into a certain bad boys house and well... do the wrong kinds of stuff. Number three: You aren't bad until quite frankly, you have declared vengeance against the bad boy. ~*~ "I heard you like bad boys," Blade says with a vivid smirk on his face. I glared up at him, without responding clenching my fists fighting the urge to punch him in the face. "So...?" He says after a couple seconds of silence. "So what?" "So what do you think...Tinker Bell?" He says emphasing on the stupid name. His face moved closer to mine and I stared back into his green eyes, watching the fire inside ignite. I smirked, "Then find me one." Blade grins at my witty retort and shrugs it off. "I look at you and I see cotton candy, but then you open your mouth... and suddenly you turn into licorice," he scoffs. "Welcome to the game bitch, your move, now let's play." ~*~ When two very unlikely paths cross, it turns into chaos, vengeance and the ultimate revenge schemes. Has Blade Collins finally met his match? Or has he met the devil himself in the form of a high school girl? One, who he didn't even know existed only twenty minutes ago. But now he does, and what's left to do... but finish the war that has started.

She wasn't that drunk. So the six-foot something creature rummaging through her fridge half-naked, at eight in the morning was real. Now here's the tinsy winsy problem; She lives alone. ------------------------------------------------ Let's just say Catherine Wright wasn't having the best day. Everything just wasn't going well-right. So after a couple of sips of wine, she ended up 'praying' for some kind of distraction instead. Who knew the heavens answered prayers from drunk women. Now Damon Grace would be exactly what she asked for. And a few other things that would make her wish she never drank at all. (p.s. It wouldn't hurt to check the tags this story is on) Copyright © 2015 Liz Martinez All Rights Reserved

*Completed* "I just want to know why." I say as I turn over, trying to find his figure through the dark of my room. "Why what?" He asks. "Why you're being so nice to me." I say quietly, vulnerability seeping into my words. "How we even became friends." He sighs, "I want to know how." I scrunch my brow. "How what?" His response is soft, the opposite of his sarcastic personality. "How you don't see it." ******* Reagan Holt was about as average as a high school student could be. She didn't play any sports, didn't participate in the popular activities, and wasn't the girl all the boys chased after. All except one boy. He wrote her a letter every week. Each letter described something new for him to love about her. Whether it was how beautiful her laugh was or how his heart swelled with every smile she gave, he never failed to write how he felt. So the two should be together, right? That's the way Reagan wants it, but there's just one problem. He signs his letters "Love, Anonymous." Now add an obnoxious, conceited, sex god into the equation and you get a teenage girl confused on who really loves her. The sweet, tender written anonymous lover, or the cocky, ignorant asshole? -REVIEWS- "You create such wonderful characters and I can't wait to see what happens next!" VampireSa5m41993 "Thank you for wonderful dogs and little brothers and eccentrically hormonal best friends!" -Nat-Attack "I am totally hooked on this book!" nbazinet "I love the way the story flows and that you have really roundabout characters. It's as if they're real while I'm reading!" life_is_beautiful115 "Your work is literally art." lemonsun123 "Every time I read this book it just makes me smile." Nicooole97 Cover by: -winterr