Amara (Ari) is the least outgoing person that she knows, but she's onto her first great adventure and that is starting to study at the University of London. She's trying to escape from that one night, that one memory that continues to haunt her. However, she's excited to see what this year brings her, but what happens when she meets the smirking, rude and absolutely gorgeous Jace Noland standing in her flat corridor as she moves into her new flat? Jace Noland, the guy with a secret, the guy who ultimately may be dangerous, but he's also the guy who captures Amara's complete and undivided attention.

How do you win a best couple contest when you're still single? When Marilyn makes a bet with her arch enemy Beth, she didn't know what she signed up for. Marilyn has to win the title of 'Perfect Couple' at the annual Valentine's Ball and what's worse is that she doesn't even have a date. After getting caught in Sex God and ultimate bad boy Jace Collins' car, Marilyn manages to convince Jace to be her date. Fuelled with their personal vendetta against Beth, Marilyn and Jace team up to become the best couple Chesterville has ever seen. But Marilyn soon realises that she signed up for more than just a dance with Jace and that Cupid's arrow never misses anyone. (NOTE: Unedited version)

Peyton Hills has it all. She has a perfect life, surrounded by loving and supportive parents who shockingly aren't divorced. She is surrounded by popularity, love and affection. She sits at the popular table at lunch and is nice to everyone- even the nerds. But her perfect life goes crashing down hill and turns into a mess. What happens when something tragic strikes Peyton's parents that has her moving all the way across the country to live in New York with her Aunt and Uncle? Can she handle it all at her new school? Not being popular, being unknown, being teased and forced to start over? Being the new troubled and misunderstood girl? The once beautiful 17 year old perfect girl turns into the petrified, anxious and mysterious teenager who can't handle anything anymore. Being the lonely girl at the new school; can she find new friends? Or even love? One boy notices this lonely girl and coincidentally gets paired up with her for a Health project. He then becomes her only friend. The only person who cares to understand her. Finding out that she has many secrets to hide, this one boy tries to help Peyton. This one boy saves her life, and tries to bring her out of her shell, making her do spontaneous things with him and it all turns into one hell of a ride. This 'one boy' is Evan Shepards. The school's popular, ignorant, cocky jock on the Football team. The Bad Boy who ended up Saving her Life. (TW SH) (I wrote this when I was 14. I am 24 now. Please take everything you read in this book lightly. It's a mess, I am sorry. But to those who loved it, thank you)

With a horrible past and a not so great family, Danielle runs into more drama when she moves to North Dakota. Meeting a dreamy bad boy and his cool friends meeting some nice girls. Memories still haunt her. Anxiety attacks happen often. She then soon realizes her past now has followed her and she may fall for the bad boy while her past gets revenge. But something they don't realize is that Brody's past may be a killer one also. Warning: This is my first book I've ever written. Don't judge (:

One bad-ass gangleader, and one sassy 'good' girl. Let me introduce Adam. He's the leader of the most feared gang in town. He's handsome, and cold hearted towards everyone, until he meets her. Now let me introdue Brittany. She's a good girl that gets straight A's in school. She has abusive parents and is left to take care of her 14 year old sister, Karly. She doesn't trust anyone except her two best friends, Alice and Rebecca, until she meets Adam. What happens when the gangleader meets the good girl? There's twists and turns, and some surprises. Join Brittany and Adam in their journey. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Hey guys, so I wrote this story as a baby basically. That means that there is a ton of plot holes, misspellings, and honestly it isn't the best book out there haha. Thank you for reading though, and if you do decide to read it, hope you enjoy! COMPLETED DECEMBER 6TH, 2015.

"He's a bad boy. He's bad news" Abigail Antonias was warned as soon as she entered her fourth high school that a particular boy named Nathaniel Reece was the definition of a bad boy, and is best to just avoid. But that just made Abigail's curiousity peak. What could be so 'Bad' about him? And sometimes, the worst decisions are the best ones. (Note: Not totally cliche, believe me)

Okay so tripping the bad boy might not have been the smartest thing to do... But, in my defense, he started it. I was just giving him what he deserved and taking what was rightfully mine... Revenge. please give it a chance!!xx. COPYRIGHTED

If you had the chance, who would you choose to be with - the hot guy on your blind date, your cheater of an ex-boyfriend, or the annoying new guy that somehow ended up on a vacation with you? Sometimes, all it takes is one trip to fall in love with a boy you seriously hate with all your guts. Other times, a little adventure wouldn't hurt too much. After all, there's a thin line between love and hate. #70 in teen fiction (10/09/15)

Ava Ramirez thought her life couldn't get any worse after managing to get deported from Japan but it does when she finds out she is getting sent back to America and to a life she thought she had left behind for good. If there is one thing Ava hates its being underestimated and when she meets notorious bad boy Gabriel O'Connell patience isn't the only thing being tested. Gabriel O'Connell loves to make people's lives hell, so when Ava manages to find her way on his list of people to torment he is in for a surprise of his own. With old problems resurfacing and a father who walked out on her, Gabriel isn't the only issue Ava has to deal with. Its fire fighting fire and Ava is here to make their jaws drop and prove their words wrong, especially Gabriel's. #16 Humor

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.