You fall to a person unexpectedly, instantly, totally without a doubt. It comes along without any warning.

Olivia White visited Los Angeles the summer before her freshman year of high school and met a teen heartthrob who fell for her. Hard. She left him when the summer ended and hasn't seen him since, his number blocked, his face forgotten. Three years later, Olivia is a senior in high school and ready to be done with the people around her. Yet when Lincoln Carter decides to move into her town, Olivia panics--what if she's discovered? What if he remembers the girl who left him high and dry and never returned his calls? Nevermind the fact that he doesn't even know her real name. A story of lost love rekindled between two would-be strangers, "Recalling Lincoln Carter" takes away the cliche "pop-star-falls-for-disinterested-fan" storyline and replaces it with a fresh look at just how far lies can take us, and just how far we will go to keep those lies as a reality. Love can be lost, but it can also be recalled. First official chapter published July 11, 2016 Last chapter published January 29, 2017 Highest Rank: #48 in Teen Fiction on 1/29/17

"Love is..." I explored my brain to find the most suitable word in my dictionary that could fit in the definition I was trying to say; the definition that could make the jerk, sitting opposite me with a smirk on his face, believe in 'love'. "Bullshit?" He offered with a huge arrogant smirk on his face and no matter how much I agreed with him on this particular matter, I couldn't agree. So, instead of nodding my head in agreement, I scowled at him. His smirk grew bigger and he leaned away from me, gazing at me with his piercing grey eyes. "Finding it hard to make me believe in love when you yourself don't believe in that shit, huh?" With his piercing grey gaze fixed on my every move, I realized that 'being the devil's cupid' was going to be a lot tougher than I had initially thought. (By the author of 'And We Meet Again')

Declan Harte is hopeless at kissing. So when he seeks the help of Eloise McAllister, the girl who kisses brilliantly, he doesn't think much of it. After all, what kind of trouble could one cherry knot possibly bring? All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2013 by Noelle N.

❝Darling, you're a fool to think he feels the same way. ❞ ❆ In which a girl is dared to date a random guy for a month. And then dump him. [extended summary inside] 1 in chicklit 24/5/2016 cover by @devoursheabooks

Cigarettes, lilac skies and poetry at 3am: sixteen-year-old Pietro ''Pit'' Rossi knows the adrenaline of feeling empty and infinite at the same time. With the reputation of a goofy idiot who doesn't care about anything at all, getting held back at school doesn't seem like a problem. But it is. Because Pit cares about everything, and he always cares too much. [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]]

It has taken years for Vincent to finally recover from his father's death, made easier by his choice to avoid people. He's always believed that it would be safer for him that way. During his final year at high school, however, he finds himself forced out of his shell - and some of his new friends seem interested in something more. So when drama enters his life in a very sudden and seemingly random way, he finds himself lost and stranded from the one thing that could keep him anchored; his art. Without it, he might not even be able to keep his sanity.

❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.

Excerpt: - She said,"You may be beautiful, but you are an ugly person on the inside, and that's why you'll never obtain true love and friendship. People like you just because you're good looking. Guys want to get in your knickers, and girls think you would benefit them and that's the only reason you're popular." I kept listening to all the blame because, frankly speaking, I became numb to that fourth dimension. I didn't understand, because I hadn't done anything; what was I being accused of? What did I ever do for people to hate me? Yes, I was beautiful, but how was that even my fault? It's mother nature's fault. Was being beautiful even a fault? If I was given an option, I would simply swap my looks for good, caring friends in a heartbeat. People tend to notice my looks without acknowledging that I'm smart. Why don't people notice my mind instead? Having been listed to more accusations than what I deserved, I burst out,"I am a decent enough person, and I can find someone who'll love me despite how I look." She smiled and said, "Prove it. Discard your looks and dress up ugly. If you win someone's true love in the next three months, I'll rub my nose under your feet and apologize in front of everyone." I smirked and replied," Challenge accepted." 🌹🌹🌹 Hey there, before you proceed with reading, I want to make a few things clear 1) All the Grammar NAZIS,I am not a professional writer. I write for fun .English is not my first language, so don't expect my work to be error free. I try to make it as best as I can. So,kindly don't clutter my comment box with comment, "There are grammatical error.", "Could do with editing." Etc. Either point out mistakes along with correction or say nothing at all. 2) Do not copy or use any parts of this book, as a whole or in parts,without prior getting the writer's permission. This work is protected by copyright laws, violation of which may result in penalty. COPYRIGHT©2016 BY Jinny.C All Rights Reserved

Love doesn't always come in the expected ways. Maybe it was the alcohol in his blood, maybe it was the smoke in his lungs, or maybe it was all the years of subconsciously listening to the poisonous words of people adding up. Whatever it was, it affected Aftonio's emotions that particular night. The night when Ms America walked into the Lounge. But who knew if those feelings would last when Pia reappeared into his life, stirring up timeless treasures of the heart. {This story may contain a bit of explicit chapters}