player (n) : a male who is skilled at seducing women and is only interested in sex. Santana Marie Klaus has always had a crush on her best friend, Daemon Matthews ever since he saved her from a big bully making fun of her pigtails. A crush that has remained unknown to Daemon for just as long. A crush that has crushed her ever since Daemon started his player ways, changing girls like they were dirty clothes. Desperate to end her unknown crush, Santana enlists the help of Jesse Archer, the new kid in town to make Daemon jealous by being her fake boyfriend. In exchange Jesse gets free entertainment watching the clichéd plot unfolds in front of him. What happens when Daemon reacts to this ploy? And what happens when Jesse gets more involved in the drama that is Santana? And what goes wrong when you enlist a player's help to make another player jealous? One word. Everything. [UNEDITED] COMPLETED : 16 OCT 2015 * Highest Ranking #1 Teen Fiction ** 1 Million Reads : 14 March 2017 *** 2 Million Reads : 14 March 2018 **** 3 Million Reads : 5 July 2018 ***** 4 Million Reads : 21 Aug 2018

Elizabeth de Baptiste never stood out much in school, she was a wallflower who blended into the vines that decorated Peril High. Just like all other girls in school she crushed on the school athlete; Jack Isle, the small-town jock star. When Elizabeth one day stumbles into the Mythology section in the Library she finds a book per chance: the Grand Grimoire. Feeling drawn to the odd book she takes it home, finding that it contains spells, spells to make her get noticed by Jack Isle. She could've never prepared herself for the next unfolding of events. She might've just accidentally and jokingly sold her soul to the Devil, literally. And his son is going to collect it. Most disturbingly, everything seems to point to Lucian Black, the school's rumoured bad boy, to be the man to do the deed. Is Lucian going after Elizabeth? And what will she do? Will he steal her soul, or her heart?

He's mythologically hot, a little bit wicked, almost 100% immortal. And he'll hit you right in the heart . . . --- Lila Black doesn't believe in matchmaking, let alone soul mates. So why is she constantly being hassled by the Cupids Matchmaking Service? But this gilded, cherub-bedecked dating agency isn't exactly what it seems . . . and it's about to turn Lila's entire world upside down. It turns out that Cupids Matchmaking is the real deal. As in, it's run by actual cupids―who don't look at all like they do in the paintings―and they have a serious problem with Lila's "match." Because this guy shouldn't be in the system. He shouldn't have a match. And while he's irresistibly hot, he's also incredibly dangerous. Because Lila's true love match is Cupid. The original bad boy of love. And he wants her. Now Lila's once-normal teenaged world has exploded into a mythological nightmare overrun by crime-lord sirens, wrathful cupid hit men, magic arrows that cause no end of trouble, and a mischievous, not-so-angelic love god she can't seem to stop herself from falling for . . .

"I never thought she would be a Raspberry lover," He says to himself as he strokes my cheek. I then frown, "What do you mean? What's wrong with Raspberries?" I say totally offended. I mean who on Jupiter doesn't like raspberries? "Nothing amare," he chuckles causing shivers down my spine. "Now lets get that cow." Then he walks away. ◆◆◆◆ Ivy Jones. Carson Chadwick. Complete opposites. Ivy is shy, kind of innocent yet she is a bit sarcastic here and there. She has a weird obsession with Raspberries. Literally she is always eating something that contains Raspberries in it. She isn't a nobody but she does have a bunch of weird - loving friends. Carson is a badass and is also the most conceited guy ever when he isn't giving a glare your way. He is hot, sexy, breath taking and has the female poplution going crazy. He hangs with his little gang of troublemakers. What happens when Ivy crashes into Carson while spilling a Raspberry milkshake on him? What happen's when Ivy and Carson spends more time? Cliché as fudgeballs. Read and find out:)★ Highest Rank #107 Teen Fiction

Twenty years. Two best friends. She loves him more than herself. He needs her more than he should. She couldn't deny him anything. And he decides to test her loyalty by asking her one of the most toughest favours she could ever imagine him asking. How will she cope up with it? What'll be her response? Will she go beyond herself to help him in his high time? Most importantly, will he ever realize just how she means so much more to him than he would ever let himself know? Especially when their recent encounters keep going out of his control, out of his Just-Friends zone, pushing their lifelong pious relationship more off the edge each time his own unexplainable urges decide to slip away in the bliss of wrong timing between them. Yes, maybe it has always been the wrong timing between them. But it's never too late to make it right. Especially commendable if it's coupled with the one of the most natural sizzling chemistry ever. __ >> 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 "𝐄𝐩𝐢𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡" 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. [ 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 ] Started: 1st April, 2018 Completed: 28th February, 2019 __ [ 𝐀𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 ] ➵𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞 "𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞" 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲'𝐬 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗, 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐞. ➵𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝟏𝟐 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐞, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗 ➵ᴡɪɴɴᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ɴᴇᴛ ᴍᴏɴᴛʜʟʏ ᴀᴡᴀʀᴅꜱ ɪɴ "ʙᴇꜱᴛ ᴘʟᴏᴛ ᴄᴀᴛᴇɢᴏʀʏ"

Now available on Amazon (paperback & kindle) as well as the three sequels. Every year, each Male Werewolf can choose a mate - and the She Wolf they chooses has no say in the matter. So when the innocent, seemingly young, Gemini Burn turns eighteen she instantly catches the eye of the most infamous Alpha of all - Alpha Layton Vetteriano. Or, as he is better know; the Blood Alpha. The Blood Alpha is cruel, merciless and unforgiving; but can Gemini soften him up with her kind heart and compassionate ways, or will he just ruin her spirit?

Without hesitation I crashed my lips to his. He was too surprised to kiss back at first, but he quickly recovered and snaked his arms around me. Now I was the one not responding due to shock. He didn't push me away? Just as the kiss was about to deepen, I pulled away from him and sprinted down the thankfully empty hallway. • • • • • Emma Burns and her two best friends have a tradition. Each year one girl takes a turn - the first person you bump into on the first day of school, you have to complete the three kisses with. Kiss #1 - No matter what, you kiss them then and there. Kiss #2 - Get them to kiss you. Kiss #3 - Tongue. COVER MADE BY @angelicapascoe check out her work she's amazing!!

Switch your normal high school with a boarding school for troubled youths and the 'it' boys with two unnervingly gorgeous mental cases. Don't forget the students are crazy and half the staff have secrets darker than anyone would expect. Then you get Redwood Academy. They say insanity is doing the same thing over and over again while expecting a different result. But whoever is murdering the students one by one only expects one thing. That the new girl, Olivia Mitchell, will get the blame. At a school full of psychopaths, everyone is a suspect.

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.