The Bad Boy and The Tomboy is now published as a Wattpad Book! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Original Edition and Books Edition upon purchase. Nicknames, a love of soccer, and school rumors are all the bad boy and the tomboy have in common. But if they give each other a chance, will they find something more? ***** Seventeen-year-old Macy Anderson is a tomboy that plays soccer, hangs with the guys, can't stand girls (except her best friend Jasmine) and doesn't know who Sam Cahill is. But when the pair unexpectedly meet, everything goes downhill from there. Because Sam Cahill is the school's bad boy, known for skipping classes and getting into trouble. Not to mention his cocky attitude, British accent, and magnetic charm, which seems to work on all the girls -- except Macy, who has a rule not date in high school. But when Sam starts showing her his moves (on and off the soccer field), Macy begins to see a different guy under the leather-clad exterior. Will that be enough to convince her that he's the one guy worth breaking the rules for? [[Word count: 300,000 - 350,000 words]] [[2015 Watty Winner]] All Rights Reserved- ©nikki20038

NOTE: 68 Days and Counting is going to be published! The story has been split into two books and slightly altered for publication being renamed: Hitting the Crossbar (April 18th 2023) and Across the Line (April 2024). You can now buy Hitting the Crossbar here: https://books.wattpad.com/shop/p/hitting-the-crossbar Description: Sequel to first draft of The Bad Boy And the Tomboy. Macy Anderson and Sam Cahill are together in Manchester, England living the new university life with new friends, soccer teams, experiences, and more. Through their ups and downs navigating their first year in a new setting, follow along once again for the pair's new challenges in their relationship and their love of soccer. All Rights Reserved- ©nikki20038 No honestly, you copy this book, I will hunt you down and-kidding but you'll be in some serious shit :) #5 in Teen Fiction (5/2/17) Cover~ @Purplerabbit474789

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap!" Iris murmured lowly as she threw the stick that held her new found destiny towards the ground. Was this real? How could this even happen? Was she dreaming again? What the hell was going on?! She was pregnant. She. Was. Freaking. Pregnant... But how?! How could a definite dream spin such a realistic reality? The dreams had felt so real but she knew they had to have been fake because... Because there was no way it could have happened. It was as simple as that. There was no way she had slept with Eric Havok. Absolutely no way; it was just a dream. But then how did she end up pregnant?! He was the only person she could think of that had touched her... But only in her dreams, right? Iris couldn't tell what was real anymore! Because if he truly was the father like she thought, then that would also have to mean that he had glowed that night; his entire body. He had lit up like a Christmas tree and spoken in a language she'd never heard. No man does that after sex, right? More tears poured down her face as she collapsed backwards on the bed, her mind replaying the first dream from vivid memory... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Read to find out more! Just a F.Y.I the Mature chapters don't kick in until chapter 30（＾ｖ＾）

Ajax Preston West III has everything he's ever wanted, all but Harper Morgan. The one woman he's waited for, the one woman he's always wanted. His best friends sister. Taking over his parent's cattle ranch, he's closer to her then ever before. After years of ignoring his feelings for the sake of his friendship he's ready to make his move. Yet, Harper's coldness towards him has him confused. As the accountant for West End Cattle Ranch Harper has always had a thing for the West's son, Ajax. That was until she overheard him telling her brother he had no interest in her and thinks of her as a sister. Feeling like an idiot for reading his looks and actions wrong, she's goes out of her way to avoid him. Years later she starts working for the West's. Not having to work with Ajax was a blessing. However, now that Ajax is taking over the ranch she has no where to hide. *This is a spin off on my story The Deal....it's going to be a simple sweet and perfect romance. Enjoy! :)* This will be updated when I have time! Don't start reading if you expect regular updates!!! Once Loving Blackmail is completed it will be updated regularly! :) All Rights reserved© to Kylee Kay Yount

this story contains adult content!!!! read at own risk. I glared at the vampire before me, pressing myself against the bars of my 'cage' before dropping the glare and offering him my sweetest grin, "once I get out of her I'm going to kill alllll of you!" I swept my arms out wide, my grin turning feral, "I'm going to rip out all of your throats and see how you like your blood being drained from your neck." The vampire flashed his fangs at me in an equally menacing grin, "you can try that all you want, after the auction." I was tempted to spit in his face but I really did not want to be whipped...again. ~~~ Calla, an 18 year old human girl has always lived her life on the run, but was captured by vampires and forced into auction at a high end 'pet shop' where any wealthy vampire can buy her and proceed to do as they please until they decide to kill her. Pessimistic, rude, and short fused Calla is one hell of a handful, one most vampier's don't want to bother with...until him. THIS SHIT IS RATED MATURE in case you were curious this isn't labeled Mature on the wattpad rating thing because it won't let me change my fucking maturity thing.

It started on Wattpad but now is EVERYWHERE! With a bestselling book by WWBG, a captivating Webcomic on Webtoon, and a film adaptation by Wattpad WEBTOON studios, you can read, scroll, or watch - there's an experience for everyone to dive into Waverly and Blake's journey. ***** In order to fit in during her summer visit to a beachside town, Waverly must take swimming lessons from Blake, the moody (but gorgeous) lifeguard next door. ***** Seventeen-year-old Waverly Lyons is from Alaska. She doesn't do sun. But after her divorced parents can't agree on who gets to have her for the summer, Waverly gets shipped off to Holden, Florida, to spend a couple months with her aunt, Rachel. There's one minor hiccup: Blake Hamilton, Rachel's seventeen-year-old neighbor. He's athletic, outgoing, arrogant, tan, and pretty much Waverly's exact opposite. She's eager to avoid him at all costs, hoping to fit in with the other kids in Holden without drawing too much attention to herself. But when Blake discovers that Waverly has been hiding the rather embarrassing secret that she can't swim, he does the unthinkable: He offers to teach her. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

When college student Emmy joins an online support group at the encouragement of her therapist, the last thing she expects is to connect with the lead singer of the most famous rock group in the world. ***** Emmy has had a rough couple of years, to say the least. So when her psychologist recommends that she joins an online support group, she thinks she knows what to expect. But the back and forth e-mails between her and famous rock singer Johnny Decker are the last thing she ever counted on. Despite the world of differences between them, Emmy can't help but feel like she knows Johnny better than she knows herself. Supportive emails turn into a growing friendship, and Emmy is grateful to finally have someone who understands. Soon, life without Johnny seems unthinkable, but is there hope for them in the offline world? [[word count: 70,000 - 80,000]] Cover designed by Ashley Bandy Spin-off to Holding onto You Trigger warning: This story contains swearing, mature themes, sexual content and references to substance abuse.

Sequel to The Styles Effect (Must read The Styles Effect first if you haven't before reading this one)

Sequel to Cliché. In which two familiar people never really want whatever relationship they have left to end. And the other younger two don't know how to start.

"You may be able to boss me around getting you your fucking coffees and making your appointments at work everyday." Harry began in a low voice, grabbing a fistful of my hair, bringing my head back against his broad shoulder as my body quivered before him. "But here," He continued, lips grazing against the shell of my ear as he pressed me further down onto my bed, uttering one last sentence that made chills run across my spine in the best way as his grip around my curls tightened. "You answer to me."