Moving to another town, acceptable. Moving to another state, understandable. Moving to another country, that was complete torture. Nicole Andersini, a seventeen year old girl, and her brother were forced to move from the fun, energetic, NYC to the boring, old, London by their 'loving' mother. Obviously, at it being the beginning of senior year and forced to start completely over, Nicole was more than angry. Andrew Taylor, an eighteen year old Casanova, is the citiy's bad boy. Andrew, is the type of boy every girl wanted to 'fix', you know, be able to say 'Yep, he changed just for me'. He was the total package to most girls eyes, charming and dangerous. So, what happen's when Nicole Andersini and Andrew Taylor are introduced? What happens when the new girl in town, meets London's Bad Boy? _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_ Cliche, At first. Horrible, Absolutely not. Something you'll want to read. -It's your average Bad Boy, with a twist.-

Ally has always been one of the boys. That is, until she realizes that she has feelings for her best friend, Zac, who happens to be the hottest guy in school. He’s chased by many girls and doesn’t date anyone for more than a month tops, most definitely not Ally. He only sees her as his best friend, his little sister at most. If Ally even wants a chance with Zac she’s going to have to change and become one of the girls, which is exactly what she plans to do this summer. But will it work? Does Ally really need to change herself to get Zac to like her?

"Hello?" "Um, hey?" "Wait, you don't sound like my Aunt Kathy." "Unless I was miraculously converted into a member of the opposite gender and somehow related to whoever is on the other side of this call, then yeah. I'm not your Aunt Kathy." "Oh, shiitake mushrooms." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Short Story #1 (19/04/18) 2016 Fiction Awards Finalist © 2015 evethespy. All Rights Reserved.

Now available as Audiobook on Audible India. Spring. It's the season to love, share, and find happiness. But for Tyler? Not really. To her, it's just another long boring holiday season going back home. Spending her spring break lazing around the home, doing homework, getting up to date with all her favorite TV shows, and baking endless amounts of cakes. What she didn't expect is for her mother to rent out their house for the break. And to none other than her school's swimming team. Suddenly Tyler finds herself surrounded by four, hot and gorgeous, forever half-naked guys and she can't help but think that this year her spring break would suck. Or not. And with her mother in full-on match-making mode, something is bound to happen. [Highest Rank: #1 in Humor] [Wordcount: 150,000-200,000 words]

""Where am I?" I look around curiously, my eyes locking on every boy in the room. Everett steps forward, a slight smile on his face. "You're in hell." I stare at him for a moment before shaking my head, "No, seriously..." "No, seriously," Everett mocks me slightly. "You are literally in hell."" ___ Everleigh grew up thinking her future would be perfect. She would graduate high school, and become an amazing journalist, and maybe find a husband. But when two attractive new boys show up at her school with mysterious secrets, they do more than throw a wrench in her plan. They throw the whole dang toolbox. Everleigh has to make it through her remaining months as a senior at Lakeside High with two extremely good-looking boys at her every turn and a secret that can change the world.

[Sequel to Unspoken Words] *Used to be Unanswered Texts* After Rebecca moved, she wanted a fresh start. But nevertheless her crush follows, resulting in leaving his messages unanswered after one low blow from him. [#highest rating: #492 in short story] [© 2015 aftertastefully]

When the quiet girl in Clayton Hugh's chemistry class comes knocking on his door at five in the morning barely covered up in her little pajamas, inattentive, and drooling like crazy, he has no choice but to take her inside. But once Lucy Walker wakes up inside a room she has never seen before wearing an over-sized t-shirt and gym shorts, you can imagine the pure panic setting in her. The subtle addition of Clayton entering the room shirtless doesn't help much either. After three years of fawning over him, leave it up to her sleepwalking to finally get Clayton Hugh to notice her.

COMPLETE... but currently EDITING. She didn't want a kiss, but only one was enough to make her develop a crush. Lucky for Jamie, the first prince she kisses is perfect. Or so he seemed. What happens when you put two people who barely know each other together during a basketball game and then force them to kiss during the Kiss Cam segment of the game in front of thousands of people and thousands more who are watching at home? You get two pissed off people. And this whacky story of course. ............ HIGHEST RANK: 5 in #youngwriter 25 in #deaf Thanks for reading this, really. :) Cover design by me _______

Keeley accidentally swaps cell phones with a rivaling high school's star quarterback. Unable to switch back until a week later, she must interact with the arrogant boy, passing along texts and voicemails. As she gets to know him better, she realizes there's more to him than sexual innuendos and egotistical comments. But when identities are revealed and secrets are exposed, will Keeley's feelings remain? Available in bookstores now! Look for it under its new title, TEXTROVERT.

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)