For Chrissie Hill, turning thirty is enough of a nightmare. But to hit the big 30...and wake up married? To a man she'd never met or seen before that morning when she finds him on her couch. Race insists they have been married for two years...and he has the proof, but can she make herself believe him? Suffering from an unusual bout of amnesia, Chrissie slowly comes to accept this man in her life -- and the life she didn't know she lived. Love, marriage and happiness had never been sweeter for two people. However, true love doesn't just drop out of her dreams onto her couch...she must go a little crazy first.

~complete~ Charlotte is as sweet as a strawberry. She's the kind of person who will drop everything just to help you, just to put a smile on your face. She's as sweet as the sugar that constantly runs through her bloodstream, and as excitable as the rush that comes with it. And then there's Benjamin, who's as sour as a lemon. The last thing on this Godforsaken planet he wants to do is acquaint himself with her. While Charlotte is kind and caring, he's rude and vulgar, while she's friendly and innocent, he's crass and mean. So how in the hell is that going to turn out?

"Do you feel like that, sometimes? A diamond?" He actually laughed out loud that time. "A diamond? Absolutely not. I am one fat lump of coal. Charcoal. The kind that goes in the grill, right before you burn it. The kind that starts a fire that won't go out, and cooks anything that gets close enough. I am the f***ing fire." I backed up, mentally. Those were a whole bunch of loaded words. I wasn't sure if I should approach any of it. In that moment, Jake kicked his heel back into the oak desk. It made a loud thump. His face lit up in pain, and it took him a moment to control his facial expression. I held my breath. Violence was what I had been prepared for. He could do more, if he really wanted to. He kicked the desk one more time, seemingly out of frustration. "The f***ing fire," he repeated, short of breath with irritation and pain. I inched closer, praying that he wouldn't look at me. Jake grew still again, staring out the window. I stood against the wall, waiting for him to notice my presence. He didn't. "Jake," I said softly. "Jake, listen to me. It's over. Everything already happened. Come back to the present, okay? Focus on right now." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jacob Sethsday has a history that might lead you to believe that he is a bad guy. He is currently in juvie due to an unfortunate accident that he blames himself for. He is stubborn as they come & has a difficult time letting go. He knows he deserves everything that's coming to him. Crystal is a volunteer at the facility where Jake is staying. She's volunteered so long, she has her own parking spot. She's never met a boy she couldn't help, save one. The question is, will this boy allow her to help him, even if it means that he has to forgive himself?

"What, you don't think I'm a bad boy?" "We're in an camp for delinquents. They're all bad boys here." FIRST BOOK IN THE WICKED SERIES

This is an old version. I am slowly rewriting this. Please wait to read that one. It'll have some of the same chapter outlines but way better writing. It'll also have more characters and hopefully be more in depth as well as be longer and have a different ending. He thought he was a bad boy. She thought she was a psychopath. He was bad news. She was worse. He was angry at the world. She just wanted to have fun in it. When Ashila gets caught on the wrong side of the law again, her father has no other choice but to send her to the strict boarding school known as 'Prescott Boarding School a place for delinquents and troubled youth' she is downright pissed. However when she gets there she decides to have some fun. Her type of fun. When Rylan finds out the only other dorm in his hall is going to be taken he's intrigued. After all his hall is only for the 'Class A' dangerous students, as the teachers and guards put it anyway. However when she gets there and he finds out that she's a she he's kinda annoyed that they class her as a 'Class A +' which is more dangerous than him. _______________________________ A lot of colourful language and not the rainbow kind. started this when i was young so it's not the best. but i still put my heart into it so don't copy please i'm sick of it. Finished.

Hattie Page is a nobody, and who's fault is that? Jasper Kings. Hattie is the outcast. She has no one in her life. Her parents always seem to be gone when she needs them the most, and her friends...well she has none. All thanks to Jasper. Jasper sees her as his toy. A human play thing for him to mess with. But when a prank goes too far, causing Hattie to break a leg, Jasper has no choice but to be there to pick up the pieces.

"In a room that held the most dangerous men, stood an angel." ~ Daisy was a beautiful, naïve daughter of a proud, wealthy family. Somehow, she agreed to go prison to protect her family's dignity. Only she didn't know that it would be at Bluebird Prison... for Men! Alone and afraid in an unknown place with strange people, she tried her best to disappear into the shadows, wishing nothing more than to escape. But, that was impossible when her adorable personality and doe eyes held an innocence that could capture any man's heart and drop them to their knees. A heart she did unknowingly capture belonged to none other than Seth. While she was sweet and shy, he was dangerous and struck fear into the strongest of men. A dominating aura was carried proudly around him yet when he met his lovely Daisy, he was instantly wrapped around all of her tiny fingers, knowing he'd do whatever possible to give her everything she had ever wanted. ~ [COMPLETED] [BOOK 1] read chapters earlier on Inkitt and Good Novel

"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble. Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my lips. I am NOT falling for these guys. And then, at the corner of my eye I spot Owen and his gang approaching. Well, that's just great. *** The West and East gang of Tygerwell have been at each other's throats since the dawn of time. And the two leaders of these gangs want to end the fight, once and for all. But fighting with fists is easy. Fighting with wit and charm, is a whole other ball game. Blake. West-side gang leader. Leather jacket and killer glare. Don't talk back. Owen. East-side gang leader. Fancy coat and toxic stare. Don't resist. And in comes Amber. Hair of gold and oceans in her eyes. Has too much sass for her own good and always, ALWAYS, manages to get into the middle of trouble. But these boys have no idea who they're really dealing with. And when Amber descovers she knows a little too much when it comes to guns and fighting, she has to question everything she thought she knew about herself. Three can play this game. *** "Let's settle this. You got rejected, I got rejected. It's only fair that the fate of the gangs be on who gets the girl first." "That sounds rather good, Rhodes. I'll take that bet on the golden girl." *** COMPLETED FICTION AWARDS: Best new story and best new account Highest ranking in Teen Fiction: #1 on 25/06/2018

"A rose for the lady," a voice said. I looked up to see hazel eyes looking down at me. A smirk plastered on that very familiar face. Callum Ross. My jaw dropped and every person in this room gasped. I composed myself and looked back down to his hand. He was holding a single rose. "Alright," I said, "who paid you?" ------------ The File is something Callum Ross takes up as a game. The File has the names of the girls he has already slept with and how long Callum has took to make them fall in love with him. It was all just a game to him. Well, he is known as the playboy and heartthrob of their school. What if his best friend challenges him to target Felicity Lane? And who is Callum to decline this very "challenging" challenge? Felicity Lane. She is the typical nerd of the school. Also known and bullied for her baggy clothes, thick glasses and best of all, her clumsiness. With Valentine's Day coming up, she watches her best friend, Quinn, get bouquets of flowers and tons of gifts. Of course, along with that she also hears all the profanities screamed at her for being "too ugly for valentine's". Felicity didn't care. She hated Valentine's Day. But what happens if the hottest boy is school, Callum Ross, gives her a single rose? *as cliché and predictable as it can get* © All Rights Reserved 2014. ~~Fabulous cover made by @foreveryoung_09~~ Started: February 15, 2014 End: March 5, 2015