They are the elite: the people to be, the group to be a part of. They are The Ivy League. When sarcastic, headstrong Courtney Meyers receives an invitation to join them, nothing is ever the same again. Laughter, tears, obnoxious pranks, love and betrayal; with Courtney, every moment is one to remember.

Dylan Lee Taylor, Mckenzie High's own troublesome, trouble maker. Cocky, sarcastic and bitchy. Perfect recipe for driving away boys and being hated by girls. Brandon Acetone, Badboy. Consumed by thoughts and feelings, but shielded with strength, sarcasm and a fist. And settles for no girl. Both loved and feared by all... except Dylan. But why is that? Dylan says, she hates clichés and will never become one, no matter what; that's easier said than done. Especially when you hang out with "The bad boy" and you've been labelled "The bad girl" Because that's not the cheesiest thing ever! Well for Dylan Lee Taylor, you know what they say "Expect the unexpected... or be trapped in a world of disappointment and rejection." Highest rank #176 teen fiction [ © Copyright 2014 Misspelledwords/ All rights reserved ]

WARNING: THIS BOOK HAS NOT BEEN EDITED. THIS BOOK IS CONFUSING IN THE BEGINNING BUT IT GRADUALLY GETS BETTER. I WARNED YOU. ~ "We're going to be your teachers." Macy said. "For what?" I asked. "To be popular bad asses," Simone said. "No more good girl for you." ~ Naomi Hensley, she was the girl nobody noticed and assumed she was the good girl. Jake Monroe, Mr. Perfect, every boy wanted to be him and every girl wanted to date him. It's their senior year and Naomi never expected to be invited into the clique everyone died to be in. As the year goes on, secrets are spilled and the past resurfaces. ~ WARNING This book does contain strong language Trigger warning: Abuse and Self-Harm It may also cause you to get mad and want to throw your phone, so try and avoid that. •1M reads on October 09, 2015 •6M reads on July 04, 2016 •Highest Rank was #2 in Teen Fiction •7M reads on July 25th, 2017

"Who the hell are you?" A boy demanded. He had tousled, chestnut hair. His green eyes were wide with confusion and red from irritation. The boy was also shirtless, paired with red and blue striped boxers. He was, after all, attractive. His abs shown a deep indent in his chest and I forced my eyes not to linger. "Who are you?" I sputtered. He squinted. "I'd like to think you have the common decency to answer me first. You just sprayed me with mace." I frowned, not enjoying his attitude, and crossed my arms over my chest. "Lindsey. Lavender's best friend." I explained as if he should've known. "Oh I'm sorry that wasn't included in the handbook." He spit. I smirked. "Well I'm sleeping here." "So am I." (Volume 1 of The Run) © 2015 Sydney Wray ~ "YES YES YES I LOVE THIS STORY FOR THIS EXACT REASON!!!! U ALWAYS MAKE ME SO HAPPY." -justanotherfan11 ~ "Soo cute❤️❤️" -lovetoreadlikealways ~ "I love your book The Run it made me have so many emotions your a amazing writer." -katie3214 ~"I love this story so much!!"-KenniTheMutt ~ "omg i can't even...i am hyperventilating..oh god oh god." ~"IM CRYING I DIDN'T EXPECT THAT." -WalkingOnTheMoonlight ~ "WHAT?!?!?!?! U know how I was hyperventilating? Yeah I think I just passed out." -justanotherfan11 ~"My reaction to this chapter: no.......no...NO NO NO NO NOOOOOONOONONOONON!!!!!!" -xxstarbrghtxx

"Why don't you go back to Hell?" I spat, fury boiling in the pit of my stomach. A dry smile played on his lips. "Haven't you heard, Cupcake? The Devil has yet to enter the realms of Hell." Follow the tale of Demi Lawson and Aidan Benson as they each tear down the stone wall the other has hid behind for one too many years... One beautiful, fucked up brick at a time. • • • • • WARNING: This story contains mature language/swearing, somewhat intense scenarios, clichés here and there, and a roller coaster of emotions. You're free to enter, but do so at your own risk. ****ALSO: This story is centered around eating disorders. If you're easily triggered by such material I would advise you don't read!**** © XxJessInfinityxX 2015 {Highest Standing: #2 on Teen Fiction) {Cover by: JuneMidnight}

Rule 1: Trust no one Rule 2: NEVER hesitate, especially when it comes to killing Rotters Rule 3: Trust no one Rule 4: Your survival backpack stays on you at all times Rule 5: Trust no one Rule 6: Always carry more than one gun Rule 7: Make sure your guns are loaded at all times Rule 8: TRUST NO ONE 18 year old Camille Fiero is a survivor. She's been on her own since she was 14 and does what she needs to do in order for her and her adopted 4 year old daughter to survive. Five years ago, there was a cataclysmic event called the Explosion, that left almost everyone on earth dead. A majority of those that didn't die turned into Rotters: zombie like, deaf, dumb, and slightly blind rotting blood-thirsters who use their advanced sense of smell and speed to hunt their prey: us. It's simple, see a Rotter, don't get bitten, shove a bullet in its brain, decapitate it, you live. Camille has been living a strict lifestyle, being forced to toughen up and harden herself to others. When fate forces her to cross paths with arrogant, tough, alluring Caiden Pierce, she finds herself trying harder than usual to keep up her tough façade. She's stuck grasping onto everything she knows about surviving when Caiden bulldozes his way into her life, and possibly even into her heart.

Avery and Josh were complete oppisites. Josh was a little badass. Barely, passable grades, rude additude, tattoos, piercings, and a wall built so hard, not even Miley Cyrus's wrecking ball could tear it down. Avery, or Avy to her friends, was a goody- two shoes. Straight A student, nice to everyone, class president, cheerleading captain, and perfect daughter. Until Josh moved next door... She had come out the shower and her towel was off. Her favorite song came on and she started dancing. And Josh was at his window. And was staring at her birthday suit... ********* for clarification purposes.. i wrote this book when i was 13. it's been almost 7 years later now, i turn 20 this year (2020) more than half the book sucks but i'm too lazy to rewrite and edit it. i'm so sorry for anything cringey and inappropriate. i have no idea how it's gotten so popular throughout the years. many apologies. enjoy what you can ! lots of love. - AK ************* highest rankings so far 1 in bad boy next door ! 1 in teen drama ! 1 in teen romance !

"When will you accept me?'' Lucian murmured against my skin. The wonderful feeling only grew as he stepped closer, the thick muscles between our layers of clothing pressing against my back. He dipped his head. I could feel his lips against my ear when he spoke. "When, Victoria? I am tired of fighting with you. I know you want me just as much as I want you. Admit it." I couldn't. "Admit it, Victoria!'' Lucian's voice went deep when he raised it. Goosebumps prickled my entire body as he whirled me around so that we were face-to-face. I exhaled softly, hating the dominant position he had over me. Lucian wretched my chin up. His eyes were burning with a lustful smolder. "No." Oh, I would definitely get myself killed tonight. I knew my defiance was angering him further but saying I wanted Lucian would mean I was accepting defeat. And I didn't do that. Love was a game and I was determined to win it.

"Don't you think Colton is hot?" She asked raising her eyebrow. "He's attractive but not my type, and he's too old for me." I said and closed my locker. She chuckled and stopped once she looked behind me. I turned around and surely enough, Colton was standing there with a smirk on his face. "Aww, Athena. I'm hurt." He mocked, putting his hand over his heart. "Aww, I don't care." I teased with a small smile. "Well, that's no way to treat your future Alpha." He crossed his arms. His muscles flexed as he did so. "Sorry, Alpha sir." I saluted with a serious face. "Now Ms. Bradley, as a punishment, you will clean the whole pack house." He said with the same amount of seriousness. I shook my head. "I am not a maid, Sir." I raised my eyebrow the slightest bit. "Too bad." He said seriously, but I could see the amusement in his eyes. The bell rung and the sound of footsteps echoed in the hallway. The Alpha's Young Mate DISCLAIMER: I wrote this book when I was very young and there are a lot of mistakes.

Bronte Davis is Worthington High's sweetheart. With a charismatic and loveable personality and a drive to help anyone and everyone, it's easy to understand just why everyone loves her. That is, everyone except Blake Parker; the school's rude and arrogant bad boy. But even that's not hard to understand why. While Blake is mean, cruel and egotistical, Bronte is kind, helpful and humble. So what happens when Bronte is forced to stay at Blake's house since her parents are off on a work trip around Africa? Well, with Bronte's sudden determination to befriend the arrogant Bad Boy, you can only imagine all the different possibilities. Yes, all the possibilities that involve the two ripping each other's throats out, that is. With late night conversations, ruthless pranks, constant bickering and secrets that are yet to unfold, its a miracle the two haven't killed each other... yet. Then again, opposites do attract. ▲ ▲ ▲ Cover made by @jeoneunkiko