Amy Prescott used to be that girl who got bullied just because she was the typical 'good girl' until she left her school to go to Florida. Amy meets a couple of people who help her change and defend herself. Two years later, she moves back to her hometown and old school. The boy who bullied her, Jack Reece, wants to make amends with her but takes an interest in her. However Amy is different now. When the two are forced to stay in the same house together, the pair start to get closer despite Amy's feelings towards him. Jack uses this opportunity to prove his worth to her to get her to forgive him.

4 years later. Upon graduating from Juilliard, Stella Johnston is now famously known as being a professional dancer in New York City. She has everything she has dreamed of, except when it comes to love. James Maxwell is the only thing that has been clouding Stella's mind for years, so what happens when they finally collide? Does James still want her? Or was there nothing there after all? book #3 of trilogy

Dancer, Stella Johnson is torn between the Maxwell brothers: Dylan and James. With James being a player and Dylan being a sweetheart with alterer motives, Stella does not know who will own her heart. Follow Stella through the journey of who she will end up choosing or if she will choose at all. ~•~ "He's not good enough for you!" He yelled at me. I scoffed. "And you are?" "I'm not, but I sure as hell know he'll break you and when he does, don't come looking for me." | book #2 of trilogy

"James, what are you doing here?" "I need to talk to you," I demanded. She wiped her forehead,"What about?" I moved closer to her, took her hand in mine, and intwined our fingers. My hand fit perfectly into hers, her long and thin fingers, completed the space left in mine. "Us," was all I said as I searched her face for her reaction. She sighed,"James, we had this talk before." "That was before, this is now," I pointed out. She shook her head and pulled her hand out of my grasp,"James, we can't." **** Stella Johnson has dreamed of going to Juilliard to live out her dream of being a contemporary dancer. Atlas her dream does come true, Juilliard wants her. She quickly moves away from Connecticut to New York City, leaving behind her parents. As Stella begins to start dance class she is in for a rude awakening when someone from her past comes into her life: James Maxwell He is a player from her highschool and in fact, still is one. Once James meets Stella he can't get enough of her and her witty comebacks. He wants one thing and one thing only which is her. Little does Stella know she'll be dancing with the player. | book #1 of trilogy

Kelsey Wilkinson is your average teenage girl. She's not popular but she's not unpopular either. Wanting to get a summer job to help her dad in their financial situation, she accepts to babysit in the Walker household, leading her to come face to face with Ethan Walker. The same Ethan Walker she had vowed to never talk to again for as long as she lived. Would she possibly survive living with him for four months, or would she just throw the towel and walk away? One thing's for certain. You should never judge a book by its cover. Book #1 in the Walker series. ●All rights reserved to vlover261●

"Unfortunately Monday's events reflected poorly on my character, and trust me when I say that in normal cases I exhibit much more elegance." Spencer said smoothly. I coughed. "Yes Miss. Hoffman?" "Yea, sorry I just go some bullshît stuck in my throat." *** An accident, which led to an argument, caused a kiss, and then turned into a fight. This series of events occur and lead to Evangeline Harper Hoffman and Spencer Eastwood's end and beginning. All because of a kiss and a punch. [Highest Rake: 4]

"Nice foot work." a voice said. I lost control of the ball and tripped over my feet. I groaned loudly as my butt landed hard on the ground and the ball on my head. "Ow..." I muttered as a roar of laughter fell beside me. I looked up to see- "Hazel!" I exclaimed glaring at the blonde haired beauty. "Y-you... should'v-ve s-seen your f-face..." Jayden hysterically laughed as he clutched his stomach. I snapped out of my daze and glared at him. After a good 10 seconds of him not stopping I decided to take matters into my own hands. I grabbed his ankles and pulled him down with me. Seems like a reasonable idea, NOT. He came crashing down on top of me. Let's just say, I think we might both need new teeth... ------------------------

~"You don't know me." I snap. "Sure, I don't. We've only spent more than half of our lives together. But I don't know you. Like at all, I don't." He says sarcastically, making me stand up from my chair and stand in front of him with crossed arms. He keeps seated on my bed, looking just as angry as myself. I study his face for a really short second and internally groan. Puberty did really hit him good. ~ · Why would Hades think that after two years of not seeing Emma and not answering her calls, she would still be the same? How could he expect her to still be that weak little girl that depended on him? No, Emma has changed into somebody he has yet to discover. Two years ago, these two had their biggest fight. Best friends should get over it and move on, right? But what if there was no way they could talk it out, due to an unpleasant misunderstanding? Two years of not hearing shit from each other. Two years of being separated...and that after a bad argument. Both too stubborn to talk about it. But wouldn't it be so easy to finally sit down and talk? Even after what they did at Julie's first party of the new school year? I mean, they could still act like it didn't happen, since they have both been drunk. Yet they remember and decide it would be best to just avoid each other. Well, they seem to do a really bad job.

"So this was all just a game to you . . .this whole time, you pretended to like me in order to humiliate me in front of the entire school?" An air of melancholia surrounded me, eyes watery like never before. "Were your feelings for me ever real?" There wasn't even a trace of an apologetic expression on his features as he tucked his hands in his pockets, before he gave a nonchalant shrug. The sudden urge for revenge became a prominent priority. He regarded me passively. "It's not my fault that you fell for me in the first place." he justified as he advanced my way, closing the gap between us. Unstably, I strode backwards on the concrete. ". . .stay back." I whimpered. "You're nothing but cold hearted." ·•● Two years ago, Emery Roy was tragically exposed to what some could call an intense betrayal all thanks to the originator - Dean Darnell. Everything went downward spiral after they started dating. What appeared to be a match-made in heaven, turned from blissful to disastrous the moment Dean humiliated Emery in front of the entire school, leaving her completely heartbroken. So to avoid him at all cost, she did what any person would do: transfer school. Fast forward two years later. What happens when she's returning back to Roosevelt High, for the first time during senior year? She only has a few tasks: avoid Dean and face her obstacles. The only question is will she succeed or will she get fooled again? Highest Rankings : | Teen Fiction #5 | | Romance #24 | | Basketball #1 | | Drama #2 | August 8th, 2020 | Humor #3 | September 6th, 2021 WARNING: Contains Uncensored Language Copyright © All Rights Reserved 2014

When River crosses paths with a man who speaks to every hidden hunger inside her, their connection spirals into an all-consuming pull neither of them can resist-but is she Grayson's salvation... or his ruin? *** Everyone in River Avelle's hometown knows about Grayson Maddox-the troubled bad boy who almost killed another student in the middle of the school hallway. Those who look into Grayson's eyes only see pure fury and hatred. They all think he's beyond redemption, even Grayson himself. But not River. As the seemingly perfect good girl, River saw something more in those alluring grey eyes. Something worth holding onto. From the first time their eyes connect, both Grayson and River feel the intense, undeniable attraction between them...but neither of them understand what's pulling them together so fiercely. The closer they get and the more vulnerable they become, River has to wonder: is she saving Grayson from his darkness? Or is she just pulling him further into hers? *** He tips my head toward his with his index finger, keeping my eyes trained on him and driving me crazy with the primal look on his face. His grey eyes look heavy, filled with dark desire, and a shock runs up through my core. Everything around us disappears and all I can sense is him and the hardness pressing between my legs. "What are you doing to me, River?" he whispers, his voice raspy and utterly captivated. His face is lowering and I'm closing my eyes, waiting for soft lips to press against mine. My whole body is on fire as I hold my breath for his touch. *** Cover by @strayin