Hallie's used to feeling like she's not wanted. Her small group of her friends think she's a total bore unless she's drunk. The guy she's been in love with for years has never even thought of looking at her the same way. Her mom hates her guts and her dad's always too busy on tour to even give his eldest daughter a second thought. When Ethan Crest, her dad's new opening act, comes to live with them for the summer to practice along with her father, she initially believes that he's fallen under the curse of hating her too. But only time will tell if he's done the opposite instead and actually fallen for her.

Hollie has been a bad girl ever since she was little girl. She used to make fun of other kids, push them around, cause trouble and make her parents go insane. Levi has been a good guy all his life. He always had perfect grades, never did anything bad and respected his parents like every kid should. When Hollie has trouble with her family, she crashes at Levi's for a few days, hoping her parents would just calm down and she could go home. But everyone knows that opposites attract and when Levi and Hollie spend the night together, they find themselves unable to leave each others' company. © Copyright 2015 Charlie Jones. All Rights Reserved.

{#1 in teenagers} {#2 in fiction} {#2 in popular} "You better not tell anyone about this." "Aw why not? I'm sure your fandom of desperate girls would love to know that their precious prince charming needs a babysitter." I smile innocently back at his death glare. "I'm serious, nerd. I could make your life hell." ------------------------------------------------------------ Marnie Jones is an ordinary 11th grader. Her only intentions are to get good grades and save money for college with her babysitting job. Everything is going to plan. Until she gets a job babysitting the high school bad boy, Zeke Blakely. The two come from complete different social groups, and Marnie automatically hates Zeke and his big ego and cocky attitude. He's a player. He's dangerous. He's reckless. She's safe with an overthinking problem. As the two are seen hanging around school together, attention gets drawn to Marnie. Which she hates. But she also catches the eye of a handsome jock, too. And why, you ask, does a 17 year old boy need a babysitter? You'll have to read to find out. WARNING: contains vulgar language and mature scenes.

"You're an asshole," I blurted. "You're such an asshole that your actual asshole is jealous." Silence. What the hell did I just say? Out of all the insults, I choose one that makes the least sense? Damn it, why couldn't I just have been born normal... Wait, never mind. Psh, screw sanity. "Can we keep her?" Tyler suddenly says, bouncing on his tippy toes. "Please, Keith? Can we keep her? Huh, huh, huh?" What am I, a pet? "Keith" whipped his head towards Tyler so fast I could've sworn I heard a crack. "Keep her?" he echoed. "No, Tyler, we can not keep her." Thank you. "She's utterly useless to us, and you want to keep her?" I gasped, placing a hand over my chest. Useless? Damn, these people are rude as hell. "But," Tyler whined, walking over to me. I tensed all over when he squished my cheeks together. "Look at how adorable she is. She's just so innocent... you'd never suspect anything bad from her." Keith expression changed, to one I knew very well from my experiences with Val. Lightbulb. "Tyler, you are a genius," Keith says. Tyler's hands stop squishing my cheeks. "I am?" "He is?!" everyone else says. Keith doesn't reply, just keeps on grinning wickedly. And suddenly I have a feeling that I am not gonna make it out of here alive. - WARNING: VERY CRINGE WORTHY MATERIAL NOW AVAILABLE TO PURCHASE http://www.lulu.com/shop/angel-zenith/the-gangleader-kidnapped-me/paperback/product-23087208.html Highest Rank: #1 in Humor April 19, 2015 CoAuthor: DreamCreature

"Its a deal then". "Okay", he replied and before I had the chance to kick him out of my couch, outside my door away from me he placed his lips on mine. At first I was shocked, frozen in my spot and a bit irritated as I was wedged in an awkward sitting position. But soon my body began to respond, our lips moving in perfect sync, electricity skating down my spine. Slowly he let go with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I thought we are only kissing in front of them", I said breathlessly trying to sound annoyed while clearly his stupid lips had just made me see stars. "I was just practicing. And also sealing the deal with a kiss", he smirked. "Yeah right", I quipped . "Oh come on princess, you didn't even stop me. Just admit it- that you are addicted to my kisses". At that moment it hit me, that I had sold my soul to the devil and there was no giving back. Because this particular devil smirking at me didn't do refunds. ................................ Emerson Justice is your average girl with straight As and an acute love for pizza. Leo Arsen is the Italian hottie who just moved to her school and is not to mention the school's new bad boy. He also happens to work at Emerson's favorite pizza place. But there is more to Emma the pizza girl then what meets the eye. Emma has a secret. A secret that has made the school's queen bee her arch enemy. A secret that made her kiss Leo Arsen. Now he is at her doorstep demanding for more. They make a deal. But, what are Leo's true intentions a few innocent kisses or something more? #1 in humor #1 in romance And most importantly #1 in Pizza Cover by: @resistance_ Trailer by: @marquietta

Dear Library Girl, I almost asked you what was wrong the first time I saw you crying. Then I saw the book you were reading, and realized that you were crying because of it. And I was interested, because I'd never read anything that moved me that much. I checked out the book you were reading, and guess what? I cried - just a little - too. That's how it started. Every time I go to the library, you're almost always there, usually with a completely new book. Sometimes you smile, or laugh out loud, or cry again, and when you do, I check out the book you're reading. That was it, really, until I realized how gorgeous you are. You're not pretty in the normal kind of way, but god, when you smile, it lights up your face in the best way. I wish you'd notice me, sitting a few tables away from you, reading the book you were reading a few days ago. I wish you'd smile at me. I don't have the guts to talk to you. I'm afraid you won't be anything at all like I imagine. One of these days, I'll work up the courage and I'll ask you about what you're reading. And maybe you'll smile that gorgeous smile and tell me all about it, and then we'll talk about all the books we've read. But until then, thank you for the book recommendations. I love them. Love, Tyler *The body of this letter is not my original work, but rather a prompt for the story you are (hopefully) about to read. Enjoy! French translation on @ClesteVrld's profile!