When Brielle's dance instructor gets mad at her for missing yet another rehearsal, she gives Brielle an ultimatum: lose her solo that she needs to get into Julliard, or teach Christopher Russel, the school's quarterback, ballet in two months. With no other choice, she begins the hard struggle of trying to teach a 6'5" football player how to do ballet. What she did expect: An annoying, arrogant, and entitled boy that couldn't dance if his life depended on it. What she didn't expect: To fall in love. [#7 Teen Fiction] ~~~ {Cover by Synonomous}

I feel the breath of air on the back of my neck. My limbs freeze and my breath catches in my throat. The male hands grab me by the hips. I can't move. His lips are by my ear, grazing the skin, his teeth tugging on my earlobe. His breath is hot on my skin, his lips moving down to my neck. My head tilts slightly. I shake my head. He doesn't have a weapon, I do. I turn in his grip, raising my bat. He catches the swing with one hand. He doesn't even flinch. "I wouldn't do that baby." His voice is like velvet, filling up the room. His lips are back on my neck, his tongue trails over the skin. The voice, the lips, are familiar. "You might mess up my pretty face." "Pretty face, my ass." I let the bat drop to the floor in-between the two of us. I should've known. "What are you doing here?" "Besides scaring you shitless?" "You didn't-" "Don't lie, I saw what you did to those poor hangers." *** It's a game of cat and dog. A game that's lasted four years. A game that expires in three short months. It's a battle of wits, of sarcasm, of teasing one liners, of sloppy kisses that may lead to more but nothing passed physical. It's a game with no rules. And they seem to be breaking them all. Thea Shaw and Ethan Michaels have a complicated relationship. One that neither wants to come to an end. But with college nearing and feelings developing what will come of their little game? He promises her one last summer of underage fun; parties, sunsets, long talks, sweet kisses, and no talk of college until it's time to leave. There are only two ways this summer can end. Either in each other's arms or the breaking of their hearts. #4 in New Adult [COMPLETED]

"Don't call him my stepbrother"

"Hey" he smirks at me. I roll my eyes. "Hi" he lets me in. "I'm Colby, your step brother" "I'm Willow." Damn. Right then and there I knew this wasn't gonna be the usual brother sister bond... finished story:)

Andreah and her friends are on summer break and a new neighbor just moved in next door. Little did she know that one little prank was going to blow up into a full blown war. And that, that war was going to result in something they never expected...love? How will Andy and her friends survive? Who is this new neighbor? How is she supposed to survive this summer?

leia smith is the bad girl of school and is always getting into trouble, especially with callum james, he's the bad boy and him and leia have never gotten along, they are always embarrassing eachother, fighting with eachother and vandalising eachothers property, their school decides that they must get a clean record and become friends within two months or they'll be shipped off to a discipline school, they soon discover dark secrets of eachothers past and work desperately to help eachother out, but when things start to go wrong will they be able to rebuild their new found friendship or will they fall back into old habits.

My brother's enemy AKA my brother's ex best friend. - Alex Fuller is a girl who has 12 over protective brothers, what will happen when she meets her brother's enemy who is also her brother's ex best friend? "Why do you want to be with me when you can't even hold my hand in public?" I asked, tears filling my eyes. "Because I love you. I'd do anything to be with you" He bit his lip. WARNING: DONT READ THIS BOOK UNLESS YOU'VE READ THE FIRST BOOK. THIS IS A SPINOFF You have to read the first book, if you want to understand this book. And thank you x

Lexi Grayson is a normal teenager, as normal as she can be with her unobserving skills and her overthinking mind. But she might need the overthinking if she wants to unravel the smirking mystery that is Blake Eaton.

"You are mine," He murmured across my skin. He inhaled my scent deeply and kissed the mark he gave me. I shuddered as he lightly nipped it. "Danny, you are mine and only mine, you understand?" Daniella Saunders had a pretty rough life. After being heartbroken and betrayed by both her father and her boyfriend, Danny moves to a small town to find the comfort of her mother. Everything is not what it seems and soon, Danny finds herself in the middle of a world she didn't even knew existed outside of fiction novels and movies. Not only does the town seem bizarre, but her senses heighten, her temper is out of control, and her hunger amplify. Throw in an arrogant, selfish, sexy, possessive player who didn't even want her in the first place, her life just seamlessly attract madness. Especially with those creepy threats coming from a "Silver Bullet", she can't keep still.

"He's staring at you," my sister whispered, wide-eyed. Now that I realised, I could feel someone's eyes burning the back of my head and as I turned around to see what my sister was talking about and my jaw immediately dropped whilst a cold shiver ran up my spine at the sight of the school's dangerous, certified bad boy. I shrugged nervously and turned around to face my sister. "Maybe he's just looking at what I'm wearing." The outfit was pretty cute, hands down. "But he never stares at anyone. He has only given them a cold stare that lasts for at least two-seconds." Oh hell no.