[This book has officially been published and only a sample remains. See inside for details.] Nora Montgomery's primary goal was to remain seemingly unnoticed until graduation, and that meant staying away from Ryder Collins. But when both she and Ryder are selected to participate in the local police department's handcuff demonstration, they find themselves inescapably chained together. The tension between them is thick; filled with unresolved issues from their past friendship. But things get a whole lot worse when the officer loses the key and the pair are forced to accommodate each other until a replacement is available. Being handcuffed to the opposite gender was sure to introduce some extremely uncomfortable situations. Things are about to get awkward, right? 2013 Watty Awards Winner Most Popular, Mystery//Thriller

Shawna Roberts is the girl that every guy turns to when they need a fake date, a fake girlfriend, a fake fling to make some other girl jealous, a fake couple photo to send to their parents... Shawna's pretty much seen it all. But no matter what they pay her for, everything she does has one common factor: it's all fake. That doesn't make being their paid girl much easier, though. Adam Ferrell is the campus heartthrob with the appearance of a god, an ego the size of Canada, and worshiped by everyone to monumentally ridiculous proportions. In Shawna's mind, it's a miracle his head fits through his shirt every morning. Yet despite their instant dislike for one another, Adam and Shawna each need what the other can offer. When Adam unexpectedly pushes into Shawna's life with a business deal, she's torn between her feelings and her sense of duty, which protects a secret she has kept for years, from even those closest to her. And as the two begrudgingly get to know each other, masks start slipping and secrets come spilling out, forcing each of them to confront some of their darkest moments and deepest fears.

There she goes, walking down the street in her denim shorts and navy top with her brown hair cascading down her shoulders. She stops momentarily to flip off an old couple that’s been giving her the stink eye. Their reactions don’t faze her. She merely throws her head back and laughs like a maniac. That’s Aria Bloom. Don’t let her petite frame fool you, she is one crazy bitch, but, unfortunately she’s my bitch. She has these blue eyes that lure you in and just make you want to protect her, but don’t undermine her. She’s got many tricks up her sleeves. Yeah, that’s the girl that made me jump from her roof just to see if I could fly. The one that made me drive naked to school and flash our seventy year old principal, she’s retired now. The same girl that has a crazy obsession with The Breakfast Club, I mean to the point where she’s almost memorized all of Bender’s lines. The girl that stole my motorcycle and wrecked it, I mean, no one touches my bike, except for her. The girl who makes me dance outside every time it rains, the girl who also hates me and loves me, in a weird way. The girl who holds my heart. I’m Chase Hazen, the guy in school you don’t really mess with. The guy who will punch you if you look at me the wrong way. The guy who will annihilate you if you touch my bike. The guy who will do anything for Aria, my long time frenemy. This is the story about two idiots who don’t give a fuck, and about the dumbass that’s Chasing Aria. This is not a Pretty Little Liar fanfic where we will have steamy encounters with Ezra, we'll just keep dreaming those. The name was just a beautiful coincidence, Enjoy.

**Please forgive my mistakes and crappy-ness. I am under-going editing... It may take a while. Thank you for reading and making it hit over FIVE MILLION reads omfg :'D ^_^ BUT IT IS GETTING EDITED...SLOWLY....SO PLEASE IGNORE MISTAKES AND STUPIDITY :)))** ❝I hear you're a player... So lets play a game. Let's sweet talk. Let's play fight, let's talk 24/7. Let's tell each other good morning and good night every day, let's take walks together, let's give each other nicknames. Let's hang out with each others' friends, let's go on dates. Let's talk on the phone all night long, let's hold each other... And kiss and hug each other. And whoever falls in love first? Loses.❞

Trust is like a paper, once crumpled; it'll never be the same ever again.

“There are three types of people,” he murmurs while gazing at her. “Those who come face to face with death unintentionally, ones who don’t have any control over it, and ones that greet it with open arms blatantly, which is you, darling. And it’s a pity,” He crouches down in front of her and his filthy hands rest on her knees. “I’ll give you two options to choose from,” he says before faintly smiling. “You can either be the one to die or you can be the one to kill.”

A troubled girl who refuses to believe in happiness meets the one boy who is able to save her. Or will he only add to her pain?

He leaned in closer, if that was even possible, his spearmint breath fanning across my face. My breathing got caught in my throat as he lowered his mouth to my ear. "You can deny liking me, wanting me, but let's face it- You're like all the rest. You're that good girl who so secretly but desperately wants to change me. All girls want to be the one that makes the bad boy change, they want him to change for them. So you can go around, acting like you don't care about me, go ahead Bella, do that. But let me tell you this, I enjoy a good chase, and that's exactly what you are. Cause Bella, I get what I want, and I want you." ________________________________________________________________________________________________________ My full name is Bellatrix Annaliese Brown. Yeah yeah, weird name. Anyways, I am from London, England and moved here once before when I was sixteen. After being bullied, I moved back to England, where I was living with my Aunt till my parents decided I should come back to America for my senior year in high school. As you can see, I don't have the best of luck, which I guess is why- I became the Bad Boy's Victim. ___________________ PUBLISHED AND CAN BE BOUGHT ON AMAZON! http://www.amazon.com/Being-Bad-Boys-Victim-Romantic-ebook/dp/B016PSBM70/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=1445179301&sr=1-1

What happened to me is something I could never have dreamed up in my wildest imagination. I mean, no one really wakes up in the morning and expects to find a person you connect with so much, and feel a shared magnetism for that it may have you re-evaluating whether you believe in love at first sight. It's even more bizarre that this person is one of the most recognisable people on the planet. One should think of me as so lucky. All I ask is Pretty Please, Don't Pinch Me.. because this is one dream I don't want to wake up from. Ava Sinclair considered herself to be quite a regular twenty year old. That is right up until she runs into one of the most publicly lusted after men. Juggling work, friends and family is hard enough, so when she is thrust into the public eye in such an impromptu manner, she must learn to deal with all the add ons. Yet something much larger and something she doesn't quite understand emerges and she begins to lose all sense of reality. Cover created by the lovely @Ayiah_Jaddo Copyright © 2014 WordsWithGem All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher.

Completed! This isn't the first time love had a roommate. It's been five years since the death of her parents and 19-year-old Lillian Camel still mourns their loss while battling with mental illness. Cooped up in her aunt's house, she embarks on a one-girl mission to survive university and get her bachelor's degree as a fashion designer. But she is not going alone. She will need the willpower to face the demons that are coming along with her. But a breakdown in the dormitory system sets Lillian off to a decade-old abandoned dorm to room with the mysterious Noah Sky. Friendly, observant, and extremely attractive, he shares an unlikely trait of secrets with Lillian - secrets that haunt his past. However, they're not the only ones. The dorm has a few of its own. [[Word count: 90,000 - 95,000]] Content/trigger warning: Contains semi-mature themes, language and sexual content ©All Rights Reserved