Oh my God, she does kinda look like me. I went on the Glade Island local newspaper sites and saw pictures of them together being dubbed the new political leaders' children 'it couple'. Tears started streaming from my eyes. I am now losing the love of my life and it hurts. Fate happened and all of Sasha's dreams did not occur the way she thought it would have. This is the final part of Sasha Pierre's story. Sexual content, please be advised.

Just a girl with thoughts and a pen hoping the diary cares enough to listen. Repressed/unconscious memories Poems are interludes of things the heart screams and thoughts buried deep at the back of the head* You might find some parts repetitive, I will edit this lot as soon as I'm done over thinking thank you!! The best ratings so far # 12 Poetry 23/09/2020 # 11 poetry 24/09/2020

Poetry is when emotion finds words, and those words find meaning. Just a collection of my thoughts which become poems and quotes.

"You want to know what I think of you?" He asked, raising his eyebrows. I smirked in a confident manner and nodded, eager to hear his answer. He took a brief pause and his heated gaze lingered on my face. "I think you are a privileged, spoilt brat who needs to realize that the world doesn't revolve around her." He added and a frown appeared on my forehead. Nobody had dared to talk to me in such degrading manner and I wasn't going to let this guy change it. ...... Zoey Crawford and Travis Anderson apparently go to the same school but their worlds are too far apart from each other. While she belongs to the "privileged" part of the society, he and his friends belongs to the "not-so-privileged" one. In the three years of high school, she never acknowledged him so what happens in the senior year that changed it all? Let's find out.

This is not proper, separate book. Its just a collection of some scenes of Justin and Emily from "Someone like Adam" for the readers who specially requested for it. Can't be read as a stand alone.

Luca and Nina's daughter has grown to be a spoiled brat. Not liking her behavior they need to think of something to bring her back to reality. What happens when she takes an interest in a boy who doesn't come from money? Thinking she has things figured out, there's one slight problem. He can't stand her. Will she be able to win him over? Only if a miracle happens and she is going to need a big one. (Sequel to You Belong To Me.)

One crazy night. One drunken mistake. One careless hookup. Noah Brown never thought he would return to his hometown again. Sophia Stone never thought she would see Noah Brown again. But they were wrong. When fate brought them together again, they couldn't be more upset about it. And then started the series of playful banters, mischievous pranks and sneering remarks. But what they haven't realised yet is that this isn't highschool anymore. Playing around is not an option. Sooner or later, they will have to confront their feelings for each other but what if it will be too late till then? _______________________

Nessa and Eric have always hated each other. But when they find out that their good friends are getting married, they must put aside their differences and work together to make the wedding perfect. Along the way, there will be drama, madness and endless arguments between them but will planning a perfect wedding bring them together?

"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)