"Every good girl wants a bad boy who is good only for her." "Every bad boy wants a good girl who is bad only for him." "Whenever you are looking for love don't look too far he might be right next door." Clara Wilson is your typical clichéd teen fiction protagonist with exactly two friends, no social life and a 4.0 GPA. She has been in love with Alec Evans, the unattainabley popular football quarterback and her next door neighbour forever. She thinks she's in for a quiet senior year until Jake Henderson arrives. Bad boy extraordinaire, he's arrogant, rude, undeniably gorgeous and shares a past with Clara that she wants to do nothing more than to forget. Caught between two boys, her life is turned upside down in the most ridiculous of ways. But maybe in the midst of all the confusion and chaos she finds not only love but also herself. Romance #2

Five years ago, Eric Valence left Draven H. Malcom's hometown to find himself within the literary industry. The passing of his friend Melissa drove him away, and he soon became a well-known author. However, when Draven H. Malcom encounters Eric Valence at an award show, he was taken aback when Eric was no alone, rather with his new fiancé, Kyle Merchi. The ongoing battle for Eric's attention between Draven H. Malcom and Kyle Merchi is causing tension within the literary industry, and when information become exaggerated in the media, storylines for new comic books leaked to other authors, Draven H. Malcom is left confused as to who to trust. *** "I don't know what else to do. Coming back here made me realize how much I love you but I can't just forget about what Kyle did for me, we were together two years-!" "I never said you fucking had to!" Draven shouted, broadening his shoulders, "All I asked was for you to be real with me. I didn't come to you and ask you to have sex with me, you came to me. I didn't ask you to come tell me you love me again, you came to me. Nobody asked you to fucking break up with your fiancé, Eric!" "Then what do you want me to do?!" "Nothing!" Both of them had been screaming their lungs out, Draven with veins in his neck as he continued, "Not a fucking thing!" "Draven, come on-" "No, just stop, please." "I love you, you know that." Eric tried to reach for him again, and was surprised that when he touched Draven's fingers, Draven did not pull away. "Don't give up on me, please Draven." Draven shook his head, "Then choose. It's either Kyle or me, choose right now." Eric seemed taken by surprised, and he frowned, "I can't do that." "Then we're done."