Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

When Clyde Parker, the wayward son and the rotten-apple of the Parker family-tree, storms his way back into Avery Fields, he sets out a flurry of butterfly effect in Dawn Marshal's life. **** For Clyde Parker, Dawn Marshal isn't just the overachieving wonder-child, she's the girl who pulls him out of the ocean of his blues and declutters the red-alert zone his heart is. She's the girl who saves him, not just from the harrowing ghosts of his past but from himself too. For as long as she can remember, Dawn Marshal has been coasting her way through life keeping trouble at bay. But on a Saturday night in September, it all changes. Trouble walks into her life clad in leather and a devilish smile. Trouble has blue eyes too. And now she doesn't know how to keep trouble at an arm's length when she's neck-deep into it. Perhaps, it would take a lot more than defying gravity to prevent from falling into the enigma Clyde Parker is. Copyright © Nafisa Islam, 2020. All rights reserved.

*A Wattpad Editor's Choice* Freddie kissed him again. He groaned and pressed into it. Deepened it immediately, kissing her so hard, she thought he might draw blood. She liked it. But then he was pulling away. Backing away three steps, and freezing, miserable air rushed between them. "You're dangerous." He ran a hand through his hair. A tiny frown knit his brow. "So, so dangerous, Freddie Gellar." -- From New York Times bestselling author Susan Dennard comes a story packed with steamy romance, epic best friendship, and a dark mystery that dates back centuries. The Executioners Three is Stranger Things meets the legend of Sleepy Hollow in 1999 on the shores of Lake Michigan. After high school senior Freddie Gellar finds a body in the woods, she sets out to prove it wasn't a suicide like the sheriff ruled. But then more bodies start piling up -- and if that's not creepy enough, supernatural warning signs from the old poem "The Executioners Three" start unfolding too. To complicate things even more, Freddie gets roped into a rivalry between her high school and the local prep school. For twenty years, the two student bodies have pranked each other, and the enmity between them is vicious. Except that over the course of all these back-and-forth pranks, Freddie finds herself falling for the #1 enemy of them all: Theo Porter. New chapters every Wednesday and Friday!

"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble. Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my lips. I am NOT falling for these guys. And then, at the corner of my eye I spot Owen and his gang approaching. Well, that's just great. *** The West and East gang of Tygerwell have been at each other's throats since the dawn of time. And the two leaders of these gangs want to end the fight, once and for all. But fighting with fists is easy. Fighting with wit and charm, is a whole other ball game. Blake. West-side gang leader. Leather jacket and killer glare. Don't talk back. Owen. East-side gang leader. Fancy coat and toxic stare. Don't resist. And in comes Amber. Hair of gold and oceans in her eyes. Has too much sass for her own good and always, ALWAYS, manages to get into the middle of trouble. But these boys have no idea who they're really dealing with. And when Amber descovers she knows a little too much when it comes to guns and fighting, she has to question everything she thought she knew about herself. Three can play this game. *** "Let's settle this. You got rejected, I got rejected. It's only fair that the fate of the gangs be on who gets the girl first." "That sounds rather good, Rhodes. I'll take that bet on the golden girl." *** COMPLETED FICTION AWARDS: Best new story and best new account Highest ranking in Teen Fiction: #1 on 25/06/2018

Octavia. That's the name the world knows her by. One word. One name. At seventeen, she was a girl who had her spotlight when she was whisked away to co-star in what would be an award-winning movie. From that moment on, she had never strayed away. Now, at 24, Octavia is a star and has found herself in multiple productions. As she finds herself in Milan, Italy for a new and upcoming movie she is cast in, she crosses paths with Caleb Henderson, the famous writer known to the world as Romero Henderson. However, as the production of the movie begins, Octavia immediately decides her opinion of Caleb. She doesn't like him. She borderline hates him. She hates how annoying he is. She hates the stupid, random topics he always brings up. She hates how he almost always cuts her off whenever she's speaking. She hates how attracted she is to him. I exhaled, trying to rub the tiredness off my face with my hands. I looked down at his shadow on the ground to him. His face looked as if it was glowing from the sun, his eyes narrowing from the brightness. I let my gaze trail from the exposed tattoos on his arms to the stupid smile that was still on his face. "Why are you like this?" For a moment he didn't answer me. He simply glanced at me, knowing that I meant more in the five words. The smile on his face went from pure amusement to bitterness. It was something I had never seen before and I didn't think I wanted to see him smile like that ever again. He pivoted his head towards the sun once again and in a serious tone asked, "Would you have me any other way?" Cover: @EmSlough_