Mia Collins just wanted to get through her senior year of high school with as minimal awkward situations as possible. However, that's kind of hard to do when you have a narcissistic arch-nemesis who's hell-bent on ruining your life. From the moment he laid eyes on her, he seemed to take an immediate dislike. After all, it only took a measly few hours of knowing her for him to kick a soccer ball right at her unsuspecting 11-year-old face. Though they did not know it then, this iconic moment would mark the beginning of what felt like a lifelong feud. Six years later and their mutual hatred for one another is still very much alive and kicking. She despised him, and he despised her and that's the way it always would be. But what happens when sparks fly, and stomachs flutter? Will someone break the eternal feud? One's thing for sure- Mia will definitely not be the one to break. ----------------------------------------- If you're looking for a hilarious, light-hearted teen-fiction book, with a whole load of embarrassing situations, this is the read for you. Follow Mia and Ethan on their journey from hate to love. ---------------------------------------- Warning: The second-hand embarrassment in this book can be incredibly severe at times. ---------------------------------------- THIS BOOK IS COPY-RIGHT PROTECTED! DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES TAKE THIS WORK AND PUT IT ANYWHERE ELSE. ---------------------------------------- Highest ranks: #1 in Teen fiction-August 28, 2020 #1 in Enemies -August 31, 2020 #1 in Young adult- September 5, 2020 #2 in Humor - September 12, 2020

Warning: This book is an alternative view of my book ITAAS. It can NOT be read as a stand alone unless you don't mind being extremely confused. ------------------------ Then she decided to torture me by pulling her bottom lip in between her teeth. I hated it when she did that. It made it impossible to think of anything else but kissing her. And just like that my mind was away, and I shamelessly thought of what it would feel like to kiss her. What her lips would taste like, where my hands would go. Where my mind would go.. My self-control was always hanging by a small tiny piece of thread whenever I was with her. If she had no lasting memory, I would pull her into my lap and kiss the living daylights out of her. Right here, right now. But I couldn't. -------------------------- Curious about Ethan Blythe? Wondering what perverted/whipped thoughts were going through his mind at each and every conversation. Then no fear, read along to find what Ethan was REALLY thinking. -------------------------------- This is not a formal book and has pretty much the same story line as ICTAAS. This means there will be no upload schedule and it will be uploaded whenever I have time/am bored. So, basically expect slow updates. If you're curious abut what happens next, you can just read the other book lol. ----------------------------- THIS BOOK IS COPY-RIGHT PROTECTED! DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES TAKE THIS WORK AND PUT IT ANYWHERE ELSE. I WILL FIND YOU AND YOU WILL PAY THE CONSEQUENCES.

How do you get your hands on a whole load of cash? By manipulating an ego-centric rich boy, that's how. Sophie Wright wasn't always a Golddigger, but what's a poor college girl to do for money when unfortunate situations rob her of her part-time job. There were bills to be paid and family to support, so she needed a new source of money and fast. And that, my friends, was how Sophie Wright got herself into a new profession - Goldigging. Her mission was simple, get the cocky Nathan woods to fall at her feet. For someone as shallow as he was, all she'd have to do was bat her eyelashes, and the dumb boy would kneel down before her. And hopefully, the rich asshole's wallet would too. The plan was going to be almost too easy. What could possibly go wrong? ------------------ THIS BOOK IS COPY-RIGHT PROTECTED! DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES TAKE THIS WORK AND PUT IT ANYWHERE ELSE. I WILL FIND YOU AND YOU WILL PAY THE CONSEQUENCES.

Eighteen-year-old Nat falls for five different boys during her first month at college, but never openly admits her crushes - until one night she drunk texts all five of them. She finds her freshman year turned upside down as she navigates the world of first love. ***** Nat keeps a list of all her crushes' pros and cons on her phone - the most logical thing to do for her list-making, highly organized brain. The lists were never meant to be shared, but when Ty, the school's star hockey player, dares Nat to tell the boys how she feels, how could she back down from a drunken dare? The sober light of morning leaves Nat questioning her sanity when she sees three messages awaiting her response: the hot guy she met at a concert, the kind guy from orientation week, and the perfect guy from lit class. Now, Nat must confront her feelings for these boys face-to-face, or her chance at love will pass her by. In this story of firsts, what happens when Nat just presses send? Book One of the Just Press Send series. [[word count: 90,000 - 100,000]] Cover designed by Cil Ojumo

Love is messy. The last person Natasha Chabra expected to fall for was Ty, the arrogant, hot-headed, hockey boy. Well, scratch that. Turns out Ty's not what Nat thought at all. The real Ty has carved out a place in Nat's heart, making her question everything she believes about love. ***** Dealing with busy lives, meddling families, and interfering exes, Nat and Ty have rocky waters to navigate. Nat can't even Google Maps herself to the nearest Tims, so good luck with navigating a minefield of secrets, half-truths, and not-so-little white lies. Oh, and how could Nat forget about the last boy to reply to her pro/con list? Logan, Nat's childhood crush, reenters her life, making those rocky waters one hundred thousand percent choppier. Read Just Call Me today for a college romance with a sprinkle of humour and a dash of sass! In this unforgettable sequel to Just Press Send, love may be messy, but it's a broken, brilliant, beautiful mess. Book Two of the Just Press Send series. [[word count: 90,000 - 100,000]] Cover designed by Cil Ojumo