"Come to ask me out have you?" Bethany says, swinging her legs around to face him. "Well I'll kindly accept." She chuckles, throwing her hair behind her back. "Actually." He says, placing a finger on her lips telling her to be quiet. "I came to ask him." He says pointing behind her to none other than her brother. ...
"You wrote my name wrong" "You said it's Rider" "It's Ryder with a Y" "Ok I'll make sure I write it right next time!Enjoy your coffee" Next time: I swear to God your nerdy glasses are gonna be lenses" "What?! I wrote it right this time" "Rider With A Y' is NOT right." - Ryder is a bad boy, or at least that's what he w...
HIGHEST RANK #145 in CHICKLIT (16/08/18) It took four months, six parks, twenty-one trees, fourteen libraries and eleven footballs to the head but Jane finally found it, the ultimate study spot. Sterling memorial library. The twelfth floor in the back corner where the stacks reach the ceiling and the books have obscu...
"I didn't know you had friends like Isaac," Willa said in greeting. "I don't," muttered Jared. Isaac rolled his eyes. "Yeah, you don't. You have //one// friend like Isaac." His voice turned into this stupid mock whisper and he leaned towards Jared conspiratorially. "It's me, by the way."
Keagan is the definition of bad boy. College man with a body that could make even God moan and an attitude to put the devil to shame. Between classes and drinking parties , sex and boys, Keagan had it all. Until Jamison. Small, skinny , anti-social. Will he be able to tame the sex god or be eaten alive?
Love is not a thing that can just drop in anyone's lap (or maybe it can). Sometimes you have to fight for it, because this is reality, not a fairy tale. Just ask Jake Sampson when he moves from the upper Midwest to Northern California to spend his senior year. It doesn't take long to spread his wings in his new home...
"I don't care how many times I have to tell you that you are more than enough, that you deserve someone to make you happy and to love you and that I'm so grateful that I'm the one. Or at least I hope I am. But you need to stop thinking the way you do. Just stop it. Drop it. End it. Delete it. Never say it. Never think...