Twenty days since Augustus Waters, the lanky, blue eyed boy with the crooked smile and a fear of oblivion limped across this earth. Twenty days since I've been called Hazel Grace. Twenty-eight days since his pre-funeral, where I read him the eulogy I had written him--The Last Good Day of Augustus Waters. - Ignoring the completely unoriginal title, this is a fanfiction based on The Fault in Our Stars by John Green.

Four bad boys, Ayden, Hayden, Brayden, and Okayden, try to form a school club to learn how to fight their bad boy instincts, or succumb to cliches trying. ******* When Ayden's six-pack appeared when he was nine, he realized that he was born to be a bad boy. Far for embracing it, he has dedicated his whole life to avoid every cliche in the book, from girls with mysterious pasts stumbling into him in the hallways, to always changing schools to be the "mysterious new kid," to ancient beings asking him to be a chosen one every other day. But a fated encounter with the captain of the football team makes him realized that he is not the only one cursed with being a bad boy. There are others like him. Alone, they are weak. Together, they are strong. Sort of. With the mission to finding others cursed with being bad boys, Ayden and his new friends will work together to make a school club where they can help each other avoid the trappings of cliche and finish the school year unscathed. That is, if they can convince the student council president to let them form the club in the first place. [SEASON 1 COMPLETED] [SEASON 2 COMPLETED] [SEASON 3 COMPLETED] Cover by @Feralshadow

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.