It was then that I knew. As his devil eyes, blue and cold like winter, peered at me from around his expensive camera, I knew he was different. His gaze tore through me like I was air, cooling my veins to the core and taking my breath away; it was then that I figured out he was like night air. He was cool and mysterious, yet maybe somewhere in his darkness there was peace and over a billion small lights, shimmering in the far and dangerous distance. **Mature **Book 1 of currently 2(as of 12/22/2016) **This story and the idea behind it is 100% mine with the help from a few other Wattpad writers on certain marked chapters where credit is given. Please do not copy or steal my story or any of /my/ original characters. If you wish to translate this story to another language, I will not mind but please verify with me first so I can ensure that no plagiarism is taking place and credit is given. Thank you very much, Luv_Irish_Pride

(COMPLETED) Charlotte Summers is the last virgin in her school; a school where taking virginity is a sport. The sport has five main contenders: Tyler Bradshaw, the mysterious bad boy; Alec Jennings, the all-star athlete; Ian Jameson, the cocky rich guy; Beckett Cartwright, the renowned genius; and Lucas Chandler, her best friend. With all these guys determined to win the title of the Virginator, will Charlotte make it out alive with her virginity? tumblr link for pictures: http://thelastvirginstanding.tumblr.com/ Cover by @WeAreAHurricane [#4 Teen Fiction / #4 Humor]