Every time he calls, I answer. Every time he says my name, I quiver. And every time he touches me, I fall deeper and deeper in love with him. My life was perfect before I met him. I had a great boyfriend, great relationship with my parents and plans to go to college. Now, everything's changed. Now, my life revolves around him. I tell myself I can do this, be the the girl that fulfills his needs. But can he be the man I need him to be? ******************************************* Mature readers. Please note this book may contain sexual material not suitable for all audiences. This is an original story. I will be updating this story with 2 or 3 chapters a week. Enjoy!

(COMPLETED) Charlotte Summers is the last virgin in her school; a school where taking virginity is a sport. The sport has five main contenders: Tyler Bradshaw, the mysterious bad boy; Alec Jennings, the all-star athlete; Ian Jameson, the cocky rich guy; Beckett Cartwright, the renowned genius; and Lucas Chandler, her best friend. With all these guys determined to win the title of the Virginator, will Charlotte make it out alive with her virginity? tumblr link for pictures: http://thelastvirginstanding.tumblr.com/ Cover by @WeAreAHurricane [#4 Teen Fiction / #4 Humor]

There are two things Harper Lynch wasn't expecting when she made out with an attractive stranger at her aunt's wedding. One: He would show up on her doorstep two weeks later as the son of an old family friend. Two: That he would be staying in her house, right next door to her. If living together isn't enough, Duke starts to go to Harper's school for the year, and immediately earns the status of the senior heartthrob. Suddenly, Harper, the girl who keeps mostly to herself and spends a lot of time in her room watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer marathons, is the envy of every girl in her high school. Harper couldn't care less, and despite that fact that she has insisted that she has in no interest in Duke, she is still subject to the wrath of jealous, catty bitches and the admiration of wide-eyed freshmen. It really doesn't help that Duke is constantly flirting with her in his own irritating yet charming way. Harper refuses to be yet another conquest, but is that what Duke wants? Or does he want more?

Annabelle Kennedy is a normal sixteen year old unaffected by the craze of internationally famous Xavier Matthews. Annabelle won't let an eighteen year old pop star distract her for her ambitions of being a musician. Xavier Matthews doesn't know who he is anymore. His management has taken control of his very soul, so much so he doesn't like the music he makes. Organised by his management (AKA. His dad), Xavier Matthews is the star of 'his' reality TV; The Search for Cinderella. 100 completely random school girls will come to sunny California to the mansion where the games will begin. The aim; to be Xavier's date to the grand ball. He thought it's going to be just another crappy TV show, until Annabelle Kennedy gives him a rude awakening.' (JUST A FRIENDLY REMINDER that i wrote this however many years ago when I was 14 years old lol. Prepare yourself for a cliche filled, poorly edited book). I

[Watty's 2015 Winner] one lie. one fake relationship. one million problems. © 2016 Virgo Rose Edwards. trailer made by @novemberdreamer

Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all happy and excited and they can drool and swoon over Finn Wallace – the hands-down hottest guy in school – like there's no tomorrow. Me? Well, I'm just bitchy and mean. So someone please tell me why Finn Wallace is suddenly chasing after me? *This is NOT a Bridgit Mendler fan fiction* Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper

// "And in those small moments, holding him was the only thing that mattered, because the world felt far too big and I was hopelessly lost." // After her alcoholic mom left their family 12 years ago without a real reason, homeschooled Gable Marrow tries to find herself among the rubble. But all she finds is the patheticness of herself. For example, she hasn't seen her reflection in over 10 years, spends her free time re-watching episodes of Friends, while her only friend is a seventy year old British man who she calls her Teacher. But when the impossibly beautiful Jacoby Winters shows up on her doorstep one stupid night, she see things in a whole new perspective. Will this be the start of something new? This is her pathetic tale of hope, new friendship, and first love- a coming of age story about getting through life even though life may not seem to be worth living.

Libby pulled away from his grip "no, you can't take me!" She pleaded. It was no use, he wasn't going to let go. Libby turned to him, desperately pleading with her eyes. If he took her now how would she ever get home? How could she ever be found? He didn't release her arm. Her efforts were futile, only to be met with a cold seductive smile. After Gwen's daughter Libby is summoned to a boarding house there is no telling what her future holds. Will she enter the world of female slavery, following her mothers foot steps? Or will she live up to her name and find the freedom she deserves?

Liking someone is hard. Liking someone who is world-wide famous, part of a world-wide famous band, and has ten-thousand girls chasing after him is harder. But when it all suddenly turns into love...now that's the hardest. Especially when you can't absolutely can't, fall in love with him.

i was 13 when i first laid my eyes on a beautiful girl with blue eyes and brown-blond hair that looked more like an angel than anything. She gave me hope and a reason to live. She was the one person who helped and offered love when i needed it most. She was a stranger and yet she became my angel. Now at the age of 15, i never expected to meet her once more. And it wasn't until it was too late that i recognized her. Recognize my angel in disguise.