**Officially published as Clique Bait with HarperTeen!** Payment is usually a part of a basic transaction. You give and then you take. But, at Arlington Preparatory, people take at their leisure. They take their entertainment in the form of humiliation. They get what they want at the expense of their pawns. But they never pay. Chloe Whittaker has a hit list. But not exactly the murder kind. After her best friend is ripped from Arlington, punished for her fascination with climbing the hierarchy, she knows she has to end them. One by one. Revenge is sweet, and inflicting it is even sweeter. Only, what if someone she's determined to destroy, starts to win over her heart? Highest rank: #1 in teen fiction cover by @supernovass

"This is why I love you." He smiled, his eyes staring down at me. I felt my cheeks heat up. "I thought you were too cool?" I teased him. He chuckled, and as he leaned back in his chair, he combed his fingers through his dark brown hair. He sipped on his coffee before replying, "Just let me be romantic, will you?" His eyes filled with amusement. I smiled into my cup and nodded, watching him take my hand and place a kiss. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Harmony Gem Carson is starting her last year in high school and is quite nervous. Couple of days before school starts she meets her new neighbours. Jasper and Genevieve McCarten. Maybe it's something about Jasper's dorkiness and his lame cheesy jokes, but Harmony and Jasper become inseparable. He accompanies her throughout all the obstacles she faces. She's a girl scared of what her future will turn out to be at the end of her high school career. With new neighbours, broken friendships, coffee stores and book nerds, how will Harmony's future turn out?

(alternatively called: slow burn, second-hand embarrassment, and shenanigans) A girl made up of short fuses, clumsy feet and copious amounts of sarcasm has to team up with her irritatingly obnoxious neighbour in the name of love (also known as raging teenage hormones). Because in the grand scheme of things, what's a little deal with the devil? (Spoiler Alert: absolute chaos.) cover by xdemonsflowerx

"Love is..." I explored my brain to find the most suitable word in my dictionary that could fit in the definition I was trying to say; the definition that could make the jerk, sitting opposite me with a smirk on his face, believe in 'love'. "Bullshit?" He offered with a huge arrogant smirk on his face and no matter how much I agreed with him on this particular matter, I couldn't agree. So, instead of nodding my head in agreement, I scowled at him. His smirk grew bigger and he leaned away from me, gazing at me with his piercing grey eyes. "Finding it hard to make me believe in love when you yourself don't believe in that shit, huh?" With his piercing grey gaze fixed on my every move, I realized that 'being the devil's cupid' was going to be a lot tougher than I had initially thought. (By the author of 'And We Meet Again')