"And what if I don't Parker?" He asked, Smirking. I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms. "I can easily go and tell my dad about-" I was instantly cut off by Zach pressing himself against me on the wall. "If you dare tell anyone about that.... Your life... Will. Be. Hell." ~*~ Alex is just starting eleventh grade. She isn't popular at all. She a sarcastic nobody with just a couple friends. But one meeting with the bad boy, and everything changes. Zach is a hot bad boy that races, fights, has a rude ass attitude, and does anything you can imagine a bad boy doing. He cares for no one but his mom and when Alex comes Into his life, it changes. Alex doesn't even look at any guy except her crush since eighth grade. She can't get one word in with him. So she asks Zach for help, knowing he is a confident son of a bitch that knows exactly how to get anyone. But something happens that brings the two from opposite worlds, to being a lot closer. And what happens next? ~*~ I am editing so I apologize for the errors!

When Helena finds a phone on the night train, she decides to text the first number in the list of contacts in order to figure out who it belongs to. ***** Helena Santos hasn't had the easiest life. At twenty-one, she's the legal guardian of her teenage sister, in the final year of her nursing degree, and working night shifts at her small-town's local bar. And things get a lot more complicated when she finds a phone on the train home and decides to text the first number in the list of contacts, in hopes of tracking down its owner. That contact? Adam Bauer; the charismatic, sweet, and refreshingly honest older brother of the person who lost their phone. As the two continue talking, they can't ignore the chemistry and growing feelings between them, but life is never that simple. To make things work, Helena and Adam need to juggle a troubled sister, a meddlesome ex-boyfriend, and one fat lawsuit - all intent on keeping them apart. [[word count: 40,000-50,000 words]] Content and/or Trigger Warning: This story contains swearing, mature themes, and sexual content.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.