you're feisty huh Muffin?' he stared straight into my eyes and watched them widen in confusion. Muffin? What the fuck? 'Don't call me that, my name's Emily' I narrowed my eyes and tried to keep my voice threatening but he sensed the insecurity behind it. 'Okay Muffin' he smirked his lips twitching every now and then. I huffed and shoved at his chest which caused no movement in him whatsoever. Was the guy made of brick or something? His hand suddenly moved from my side and I instantly bought my hands up protecting my head. It was a natural force of habit thing I did living with Trevor. I closed my eyes and waited for the blow but nothing came. 'Emily?' Jake moved my arms away from my face and looked at me with concern etched into his eyes. Oh god, what have I just done?

    At school, she's a morbidly obese, stupid, nerdy, bitchy, slutty, and a teacher's pet. But at home she's the scrawny vegetarian pushover. What would possess someone to wear a fat suit every day? And what happens when someone finds out?

    She's crushed but of course with the help of her crazy best friend she is going to move on. To bad, she didn't know just exactly how her best friend was going to help her until it was to late. Now she has the school's bad-ass not leaving her alone and even crazier than that are his bad boy kisses...

    Becoming a gang leader at the age of 19 he was forced into a position he never wanted in the first place but a year later, he's embraced it completely by becoming the ruthless, menacing leader of the 'Scorp' gang. His life is all guns and no play. At least it was until he bumps into a girl who gives him first aid after he got shot.Juliet Harper is an angel to say the least.Some would call her naive as well and they wouldn't be wrong. She's just a living breathing ball of happiness, sarcasm and kindness. So imagine what would happen if she were to stumble across a guy slightly older than her walking down the street with a bleeding arm from where he was shot. I'll give you a hint; she offers him help. And from them on starts the journey between the two. A relationship with two polar opposites. It doesn't take long till he becomes her hero and she becomes the devils little angel or you could call her the gang leaders angel...

    You give and then you take. But, at Arlington College, people take at their leisure. They take their entertainment in the form of humiliation. They get what they want at the expense of their pawns. But they never pay.Chloe Whittaker has a hit list. But not exactly the murder kind. After her best friend is ripped from Arlington, punished for her fascination with climbing the hierarchy, she knows she has to end them. One by one. Revenge is sweet, and inflicting it is even sweeter. Only, what if someone she's determined to destroy, starts to win over her heart?

    Everyone thinks she’s a weirdo or a girl resurrected from the past. She’s used to being the laughingstock of everyone.But who is the real Jade Collins? Why does she need to hide her physical appearance? And what happens when her boss, the great Eros Petrakis, finally notices her? Can she tame the beast inside him?Meet Eros.He’s the man who has everything in life—devilishly handsome, powerful, brilliant, extremely rich, and with a body to die for. Despite all his positive attributes, he’s also a ruthless, cold, and heartless tyrant—his colleagues’ and enemies’ worst nightmare. He never smiles, never says “please,” and never apologizes for his mistakes. Can the woman with the black wig and dark-rimmed eyeglasses change him? Or will he end up changing her instead?

    She finds it in the most unexpected of places- a loner and bully named Meth. But why is everyone so convinced that Meth is a bad guy? A story of love, hope and trust…

    Never back down from spicy foods. And always accept the outcome of Rock, Paper, Scissors. For these are the revered doctrines of The Bro Code, rules of conduct that have been passed down through the ages from bro to bro.Heading into his senior year, Cassidy High’s star soccer player has his priorities straight and intends to spend his time playing sports, hanging out, and living by the code. But when his best bro Carter’s sister Eliza returns from studying overseas, the awkward, academic girl Nick remembers is different.Carter might be Nick’s bro, but Eliza becomes his whole world—and he has to make a choice between them. Is being with the girl of your dreams worth breaking the most important rule: never date your best friend’s sister? Somehow, Nick never expected that following The Bro Code may have even bigger consequences than breaking it.

    She's just another face in the crowd, nothing more. Her world is very different from the ones of her two best friends, which causes them to rarely see each other. So, they share a notebook. They write their feelings and their secrets in this notebook and it is only passed between them. Until Lilah loses it in the hallway.Reece is the school's bad boy, street fighter, and also the boy who finds Lilah's notebook. But Reece doesn't want to be nice and simply give the notebook back to her, not unless he gets something out of it.How far will Lilah go to get her notebook back?

    Kyla is open-minded; Brianne is closed off, judgmental. Kyla is a hopeless romantic. Brianne? Not so much. So when Kyla shoves an apple into her face telling her to throw it across the cafeteria so she can find her future love, Brianne is anything but interested. And yet she throws the apple anyway. Who does the apple hit? Dannon Barone, the most popular boy in school. Though he’s seemingly sweet and all-smiles, Brianne dislikes him. She thinks he’s a fake, a fraud, someone who is just charming the crowds in order to gain popularity. But Brianne is about to learn that stereotypes are not true, and that she’s been too quick to judge those around her. Brianne Nichols’ life is about to change forever. And what does she have to thank for it? A bruised piece of fruit. Who would have known that a stupid apple could be right?

    When Luke breaks up with Summer at the beginning of senior year, Summer reveals that she has been cheating on Luke with Paul Walden, Luke’s best friend. Angry and betrayed, Luke decides to get revenge, and he enlists the help of Jamie Vandeviere, a girl who has always been invisible to the popular crowd. Their goal is to transform Jamie into the most popular girl at school and take down Summer’s position as Queen Bee. However, being popular turns out to be a lot more difficult than what Jamie had in mind. What exactly has she gotten herself into?

    “Why were people telling me how lucky I was to share a dorm with you?”Noah smirked, leaning his arm on the wall beside him like he had the cards on the table. “I am the son of the man in charge of this school. I’m a bad boy, rich, and incredibly handsome. Who wouldn’t want to share a repeat of history with me?”“A repeat of history?” Noah shook his head and tsked before getting off the wall and making his way towards me. “Dorm Room 210 has been abandoned for a decade now. Haven’t you been informed about the last boy and girl who stepped into this dorm? They hated each other’s guts, doing pranks and whatnot on each other, creating a fuss wherever they go. They resembled animals.” He took his steps deliberately slow, creating tension in the air. “But he was still a boy and she was still a girl. So naturally, they fell in love.” After having her parents killed in an accident, Lillian Camel is about to embark on a one-girl mission—to survive College. When friendship, love, and hatred collide, Lillian is going to need every willpower she has in facing the arrogant player, Noah Sky. Just how well will she do without giving up? Will she allow him to dig her a grave ten feet underground, be the one standing tall? Or perhaps share the ghost story of the past roommates from Dorm Room 210.

    An even darker mission. Mr Rikkard Ambrose is stalking the wintry alleys of London, doing something he has never done before...But does he do it for himself - or is it a sacrifice for someone special?This tale tells the story of an extraordinary moment in the relationship of Lilly Linton and Rikkard Ambrose. And, for the first time on Wattpad, it gives insight into MR AMBROSE'S POINT OF VIEW! Continue on if you'd like a peek into that stony head of his, and maybe, maybe even his heart.

    “Does it look like I care nerd? You have no clue why I went to jail so shut it.” He snapped facing me, “Besides let’s see if they can catch this.” He pointed towards his body. I shook my head, disgusted.Egotistical ass.I was now thoroughly convinced Evan Winters was either living off crack or had a long term wish to stay locked up in jail for five years. Rather this or he was scared of something or someone and I, Kayla Burns was going to break this out of him. Let me give you the 411: I am not one of those girls who spends days looking in the mirror before school, nor do I dress to impress. I don’t miss class or get in trouble, hell have I ever had a drop of alcohol unless you count the sip I took from my aunts glass 3 years ago. So could someone please tell me why I am living next door to the most dangerous, egoistical jerk; why god forcibly made me be his lab partner and how my mother ‘kindly’ offered to take the runt in while his parents were away? Add this to the fact that he was in jail less than a week ago. Yeah, this guy has some serious bad boy vibes

    "Why what?" He asks. "Why you're being so nice to me," I say quietly, vulnerability seeping into my words. "How we even became friends." He sighs, "I want to know how."I scrunch my brow. "How what?"His response is soft, the opposite of his burly personality. "How you don't see it."*******Reagan Holt was about as average as a high school student could be. She didn't play any sports, didn't participate in the popular activities, and wasn't the girl all the boys chased after. All except one boy. He wrote her a letter every week. Each letter described something new for him to love about her. Whether it was how beautiful her laugh was or how his heart swelled with every smile she gave, he never failed to write how he felt. So the two should be together, right? That's the way Reagan wants it, but there's just one problem. He signs his letters"Love, Anonymous." Now add an obnoxious, conceited, sex god into the equation and you get a teenage girl confused on who really loves her. The sweet, tender written anonymous lover, or the cocky, ignorant asshole?