|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction and #5 in Romance || Melody Carson has been in the same class as Tyson McCannon since primary school. She's watched him play with girls, set the school on fire, skip classes, prank teachers, smoke behind the school, break the law, get into fights with other guys for fun and even watched him get suspended for three weeks. He always ruins everything and never does what he is told. Melody has hated him since the day he set foot in her school and luckily he has never noticed her. That is, until now. Tyson has set his eyes on Melody and won't stop until he gets what he wants. And he wants her. *-*-* Note: It is cliché at first but it gets better. [COMPLETED] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

☡DON'T READ THIS TILL THE END!! SPOILERS☡ . ☡WARNING: THIS TEXT HAS DESCRIPTIONS OF SELF HARM, SUICIDE, AND IS MENT FOR MATURE AUDIENCES!☡ . ☡VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED☡ . So basically what it is, is the person in the story gets heartbroken or depressed whatever you want to call it and pretty much goes crazy. In the poem / short story they break the glass and obviously the glass is shattered all over the floor. walking through tall grass and dancing on the reflection as in them really stepping on the glass but distracting themselvs with past memories. When they find the "cloth" it's actually them staring at their own blood but not wanting to accept the fact that their in pain. Going on talks about being happy and how when they were younger they didn't have thoughts going through their brain of what they're doing wrong and how they should do something, excetera. When they go into the house it talks about them going and seeing their reflection and grabbing their hair brush. It's kind of like a sign of "now I hate myself but when I was younger I couldn't care less." The hairbrush is actually a form of class. they see it as a hairbrush but In reality... they're kind of having their last thoughts and while their going into the bath they "want this moment to last forever" and basically at the end they killed themselves.

C O M P L E T E D ☙❦❧ "Who would ever love Medusa?" "The blind," he whispered. ☙❦❧ She was a daughter worth nothing in a family worth everything. They didn't want her and she was hurt. Neglected. On the other side of the same spectrum stood him. Being taken advantage of does a number on many. A childhood is something almost no one forgets and he'll never forget his. So he took his anger out on the punching bag in the abandoned building each night. He can't hold all those frustrations in. Two people broken beyond repair. One too scared and one too angered to just want to be any longer. But one day, they stumble upon each other. And Maddox Lohan knew he had to save Evelyn Moreau from the same fall he would not be able to escape. But was it fair? To show someone a life worth living when he himself did not want to live? ☙❦❧ 1/11/18 - 10/17/19 [ COMPLETED ] [ 4 pre-chapters + 35 chapters + epilogue ] #1 in young adult reads (8/12/19 - 9/20/19) #1 in boxer (8/23/19 - 9/19/29) #2 in teen romance (05/01/20-05/03/20) #29 in teen fiction (03/13/20-03/15/20) Cover by @xtruebeautyx Copyright ©

Harley Branson is a normal seventeen year old girl in her senior year of high school. Well, if you call wearing black and avoiding people normal. Her life takes a turn when the most popular and wanted boy in school (Flynn Skykar) hits her in the face with a baseball bat and decides to take care of her. * * * "Get off the field!,"I heard one of the guys shout. I ignored him. Danny cheated on me. I had to confront him. He was the catcher so he stooped directly behind Flynn, the batter. "Danny,"I pushed his shoulder. "What are you doing here?,"he looked up at me. Not noticing my tiny presence on the field, the ball was thrown. Flynn, that idiot, swung his bat, knocking me to the ground with one swoop. When I opened my eyes, I thought I was in heaven. The blue eyed angel was knelt down next to me, with his face above mine. "Are you dead?,"he chuckled,"I can give you mouth to mouth if you want?" And with that I got mad.

Juliana Richerman is part of a game- a revolting game she wishes she had no part of. Every guy in Roosevelt High School is trying to get to the legendary status. Sleeping with girls and ranking up their numbers, Juliana watches as the girl population in her high school get their hearts broken by the players. Having her brother as the founder of the game has it's perks-she doesn't fall for any of the guys in Roosevelt High. Well, that's until Alejandro Rodriquez stepped into the picture. A legend giving up their title to be with someone is impossible right? Maybe.

"You like this, don't you?" Sam grins, running his tongue over his lip ring. "You're turned on by it." "Please," I wave my hand in dismissal. "You are," he accuses, his voice light. He does it again. I can't look away. "Stop." "Why should I? Little Miss 'I hate everyone at Ryder' really does find me irresistible. Who am I to deny her?" Sam's voice has something of an edge to it and my eyes snap to his. "'Little miss 'I hate everyone at Ryder', huh?" I ignore the second part of his jab. "That's right." I lean against my wardrobe, crossing my arms over my chest. "There's only a few people at Ryder I really can't stand, and you're at the top of my list." Sam's eyes narrow on me. "Is that so?" He turns from the mirror and takes a step in my direction. I refuse to back down, tilting my chin up to keep his gaze as he crowds into my space. His eyes hold mine until he's close enough that I can feel the warmth of his breath over my cheeks and his focus shifts to my mouth. He runs his tongue over the lip ring again, and I feel my own lips part slightly as he does it, my breath coming a little faster. My stomach is pulsing with a mix of nervousness and something I'm not totally ready to admit to myself. ---- Logan Grey's a 16 year-old girl with a penchant for Bob Dylan and running long distances. When her father dies suddenly, she and her best friend come up with a scheme to keep her from moving to her grandparents' Ohio estate: two years of boarding at her Connecticut hometown's highly renowned prep school. But a fluke lands Logan in a room with Ryder Academy's hottest, baddest boy and it's pretty obvious they're not going to get along. At least until Sam Evans and his sexy-as-hell lip ring saunter into her life, upending everything she thought she knew. [This story contains strong language and sexual content. You've been warned!]

Self-proclaimed weirdo April Hale and the notorious troublemaker Ryder Black have been living side by side for more than ten years. Both never attempted to communicate with each other, but on the night Ryder Black is thrown out by his own father, he asks her a question that might change both of their lives: "March, will you let me stay in your room?" He even got her name wrong. - A coming of age story about loss, the wonders of falling in love, and ultimately, pretending to be normal. Get inside April's distorted and yet humorous perspective, and watch as her tale unfolds into a shocking finish. COVER BY @RIVIIX

(Book 2) (Sequel to *Warning:do not bite*) Cyan can't remember a time before war. From what he's picked up from passing servants over the years, it's been almost eighteen years going with no sign of ending anytime soon. He's spent all of his life in a palace, doted on by everyone on the direct order of King Elijah, the strongest blood angel in existence. Oh yes King Elijah. The mysteriously sexy man he's seen a handful of times in eighteen years. The man who makes his heart ache and has been the star of every single one of his fantasies since puberty. With his eighteenth birthday approaching quickly, cyan is thrust into a world he had been shielded from all his life. Who really is King Elijah? Why is cyan so drawn to him no matter how many secrets he keeps? What is this war all about? What is the real end game for all of this?And why won't anyone tell him the truth? In a world where death is just on the other side of the mountain, what do you fight for?

*Re-editing* *Old Version: He Likes Boys* "Please just try!" I yelled jumping on his back making us both tumble down with me on top of him. "Get off, Carter!" "Come on,"I whined holding his arms down. "Carter, I am not going to hook up with you! I like boys!" Ok so I tried hooking up with a gay guy. So what?

Join Chase and Carli in their quirky journey towards discovering themselves and each other.