C O M P L E T E D Have you ever stolen a bad boy's diary? Some secrets are light. Some secrets are dark. And some secrets can break a heart. While some can ruin a whole family. We all have secrets... In a town ruled by the richest family; the Cols. No one suspects a flaw in the most powerful family, you either love them or envy them. Rose Ella Wood is new to Cols Town. She recently moved when a tragedy happens back in Dallas, her last home town. A tragedy that she would like to be kept in Texas. Iran [pronounced, I ran] Col, the youngest of his three brothers and known to be the most cruelest, is not fond of Rose's attitude. So, what happens when Rose gets a hold of his most sacred thing: his diary? And who would think a Bad boy carries a diary, anyways? A story filled with love, money, family, and best of all; secrets. Some secrets are to be kept hidden. Some secrets are to be exposed. Who knows? -d. roze HIGHEST RANKING: #6 in Teen Fiction [ 5/4/18 ] ©2018 Copyright by Qv33nWriter

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction and #5 in Romance || Melody Carson has been in the same class as Tyson McCannon since primary school. She's watched him play with girls, set the school on fire, skip classes, prank teachers, smoke behind the school, break the law, get into fights with other guys for fun and even watched him get suspended for three weeks. He always ruins everything and never does what he is told. Melody has hated him since the day he set foot in her school and luckily he has never noticed her. That is, until now. Tyson has set his eyes on Melody and won't stop until he gets what he wants. And he wants her. *-*-* Note: It is cliché at first but it gets better. [COMPLETED] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

"First things first, learn how to loosen up. If you really want to learn, you can't be so uptight." He said as he circled around me. "It's just weird, I'm not used to it." I said shyly. He stopped, standing in front of me. He sighed. "Look Gracie, I'm not saying you should be totally open and comfortable with this, but I'm saying, if you want to learn, you're going to have to learn to trust me. Do you trust me?" I hesitated, then nodded lightly. "Good." He said with a small smirk. "Now lesson one," he started to circle me again, "You're going to learn how to kiss." (cover by: BeautyDoesntWither)