"You'll do anything will you?" Keeley smirks, a mischievous glint lighting up her brown eyes. "I dare you, Jade Elsie Brooke, to break into Trystan Woods house and steal a pair of his boxers without him finding out." Jade Brooke was the dare devil who had never turned down a dare, no matter how bad it was. So when a simple game of truth of dare ends up flipping her life upside down in the form of a dare, she has no one to blame but herself. Trystan Woods was the boy out of reach for most, who stood at the top of the high school food chain. Everyone loves him, and he was the football team captain. Jade had never interacted with him, until the day she was dared to break into his house and steal his underwear. The only flaw in the plan? When he catches her in his room holding his boxers. || Humour #1 || // this story is in major need of editing and sucks quite badly so read at your own risk you have been warned \\

A short story of an abandoned bathroom stall door giving desperate, heartbroken girls relationship advice, hot guys incorrectly trying to woo hearts, a stupid dare in action, and irrationality ruling the minds of every character.

Elliot "Eli" Wesley and Lana Clarke are from two different worlds during high school. A year later after graduation, it's out with the old high school days, but Eli finds himself in a dilemma after being dumped by his girlfriend, Haley. Confused and upset by his girlfriend's sudden decision, Eli finds out that the guy Haley left him for was none other than Landon, the matured lifeguard at Santa Monica Beach. Is it not mentioned that Landon is Lana's older brother? After coming up with a plan to get close to Lana as a recoil for getting dumped, Eli hopes that doing this would make his ex-girlfriend want him back again. But what happens when Lana Clarke - the girl Eli only heard things about - ends up exposing Eli to her world she's closed off from others? That isn't suppose to be the plan, but Eli and Lana finds out more than they expected and possibly a change of heart...

Kayla Bradman’s used to being ignored by, and hiding in the shadows of her big sister, Elysha. She's used to getting bullied by all the cute guys and cheerleaders. But then a new family arrives. There are two parents and two guys. One guy Elysha’s age, and one guy Kayla’s age. And they’re living next-door to Kayla. So, as normal, she avoids them-just like she avoids other guys. But the guy Kayla’s age is interested in Kayla. And he’s going to get what he wants. But with that comes a whirlwind of drama, break-ups, get-togethers and break-ups. But is that cliche saying "True Love Conquers All' going to happen in this story? Is it really true? (This story is probably the worst out of all my stories-so I'm deleting it soon. Go check out my profile page for more [completed] stories-which are much better)

~This story is being rewritten and is now called Love/Hate, link below:~ https://www.wattpad.com/story/94679436-love-hate Rori Everhart is your typical nerd, with your typical glasses and typical grades. If you looked up the definition of Nobody in the dictionary you'd find a picture of Rori in her thick black framed glasses staring back at you. But everything is certainly not what it seems. Rori wants everyone to assume that she is nothing but a nobody. She comes from a beyond wealthy family and she most definitely isn't a nerd, but no one can know that, not if she ever wants to have a normal life. Alexander Clarke is the definition of Bad Ass with his leather jacket and motorcycle. He is hot, wild, and rebellious. He is what every girl wants to date but not marry. Of course behind the jerk attitude is a boy who is hard working and sweet. After his father's death Alex's family is left with a huge debt to the Everharts and Alex has to work every day to pay it off. So what happens when Alex becomes Rori's personal servant and finds out about all her dirty little secrets? Will all hell break loose? What will happen when those two are thrown together in the most compromising situations? Will they get over their differences and work together or is pride too big to over come? Maybe it will be just plain awkward? Find out in Slave to the Geek.

*WARNING: Written in 2008, some content may be offensive* Stasee is your typical shy, quiet teenage girl until the night her brother's best friend Damen Hurtz decides to finally acknowledge her existence. In a desperate attempt to gain his acceptance she allows him to take the one thing every girl values most...her virginity. After that night, Damen constantly begins accepting her while they're alone and then rejecting her in front of his peers. Stasee's frustration and confusion continues to grow, as do her feeling toward the man who continues to break her heart. He claims that he cares for her, but will his need for his peer's acceptance prevent him from ever treating Stasee the way he should? And if he finally realizes the stupidity of popularity over love, will Stasee still be waiting for him?

When Claire the "good girl" meets Blake the "new bad boy" what will happen? Will she fall like all the rest? Or will she be able to resist him unlike the others? Will he change her and make her trust him? Sorry I suck at descriptions. I swear the book will be worth reading if u read it :) thank you!! :D (I wrote this when I was very young so there are many grammar errors and may sound immature! I will be working on editing this book soon.)

[Edited] "You had to be extremely low on cash to wank into a cup for it," Dani sneered, feeling like a vindictive bully in a playground. But Carlo deserved it. She felt the first sharp stab of fear that went through her heart when Carlo looked at her with thunder in his eyes. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?" she continued. Fingering the 9mm in her back pocket, she remembered that she'd never even shot the damn thing, despite her brothers' pleas to teach her. Carlo's shadow blanketed her. "Kill you?" His brow furrowed. "Do you really think that lowly of me, cara? I'm wounded." "Then what the hell do you want?" His face flashed with a look she barely recognised - pure arousal. Even when he reached out and pulled her to him, she could feel it. "I realised that the mother of my child is more of a spitfire than I thought." His lips brushed her earlobe. "Call me a pyromaniac." *cover by @bullethood*

"What do you want?" She asked. Panicked, backing away. The vampire followed, stepping forward, dangerously close, looking her over. "You." His voice deep, growling. "Me?" "You." " Me? No, you don't. You think you do, but you don't. It is a mistake." "No it's not." "I came for you, Andie." He grabbed her by the waist, pulled her in close and nudged his face into her neck. "Oh god, don't bite her," Davis pleaded. "Please don't bite her." "Davis you are tired, go relax. Go back to her apartment and sleep." "No Davis, stay here." He left at the vampire's last word. "Please listen to me," she begged.Holding her hands up against his chest. "Shh shh shh. do not fear me." He assured her, whispering softly in her ear. Making her weak in the knees. "But I am afraid this is.'' She stuttered. ''This was. You see there was an accident. I sprayed you with a love potion." "A love potion? How sweet." He began to nibble at her neck. She could not help liking the way he felt against her. But quickly reminded herself. HE IS A VAMPIRE! "No really, it is not sweet at all. It was an accident. I had it in my bag thinking it was mace, I wanted to mace you," she explained. "I suppose that's nicer then," he said to her. "No, that's not nice at all. But you grabbed me, and well, that's what you deserved." "I was trying to warn you to run, meant you no harm." "No. I suppose you didn't, but you got sprayed, and now you love me, it is not real love." The vampire struggled to not laugh. Silly mortal. He let her go on. © Copyright 2014 Aronel Loni. All Rights Reserved.

She wasn't that drunk. So the six-foot something creature rummaging through her fridge half-naked, at eight in the morning was real. Now here's the tinsy winsy problem; She lives alone. ------------------------------------------------ Let's just say Catherine Wright wasn't having the best day. Everything just wasn't going well-right. So after a couple of sips of wine, she ended up 'praying' for some kind of distraction instead. Who knew the heavens answered prayers from drunk women. Now Damon Grace would be exactly what she asked for. And a few other things that would make her wish she never drank at all. (p.s. It wouldn't hurt to check the tags this story is on) Copyright © 2015 Liz Martinez All Rights Reserved