"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?

    HITS.

    She was who people looked up to. She had good grades, was the kindest person you'd ever meet, and was breathtakingly beautiful. Everyone in ClearHills Academy loved her. But, there were also some who feared and despised her.Some people hated Mia because she was known as 'little miss perfect' and because she was claimed by the one who practically owned everything. Besides her best friend, Sarah, not many people approached her.Most people feared that if they were to do something wrong, it would anger them. And that was the last thing people wanted.Ace King was someone not to mess with. His father owns a powerful company that he would soon take over. He was what parents told their kids not to become. He was the bad boy of ClearHills Academy.Ever since Ace first laid eyes on her as a kid, she was what he wanted most. Mia was the only person to who he'd drop on his knees and bow down, she was the only person he cared not to be feared by.She was the only one who could tame him.

    Accidentally. On purpose.

    And I am hopelessly and irrevocably in love with Bryce Harrison. And this is our story.

    I may act like a normal teenage girl during the day, but I’m the most fearful street racer the moment the night falls. The thing is that nobody knows I’m a girl. In their eyes I’m just a guy who has a talent for street racing. My whole world turns upside down when Blaze, my sworn enemy, finds out my secret. That, my friend, is the very moment that hell breaks loose.

    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?

    "Dude, you just got freaking stabbed! You're letting out more blood than a girl on her period! You are not going to be fine! I have to call the police. No wait, I have to call an ambulance! Oh my God, why didn't I think of that before? Stupid, Genevi-""Shut the fuck up!" he yelled, turning away. I wrung my hands together in panic, trying to calm myself down. "I can take care of this, kitten. Leave me alone. It's just a small wound. Not like I haven't been stabbed before." he muttered the last part."What?!""Leave." he growled. I stared at him, unable to close my mouth. I had never seen someone get stabbed before. Heck, I had never seen someone get into a fight before. Ever. The only violence I had experienced was in movies. It was unfortunate for me that I found out how I would react in a danger situation like this. And by react, I mean to completely flip the hell out.*LANGUAGE WARNING*

    Can their relationship survive sex, lies, and secrets from their past? ***** Forced out of boarding school after her mother's death, high school student Marley Thompson made a promise to never conform to the standards of others. Headed back home after a scandal in Australia, bad boy boxer Josh Baker returns to the same school. Sharing dark pasts and keeping their own secrets, Marley and Josh meet and find a connection they never thought they'd have. Still, Josh's friends and family try to end the relationship before it begins, and Josh has to move back to Australia after he graduates. Having been hurt before, will Marley and Josh let their relationship die? Or will they risk it all and fight for each other?

    That isn't a name you would expect a girl to have, is it? Thanks to her parents, who first met at the small town's library, she's stuck with the name. But no matter how ironic it may be, she's absolutely in love with the library. She volunteers there as much as she possibly can during the summer and school months. This summer wasn't supposed to be any different. She was only going to volunteer, and read, nothing more, nothing less. Until the last book she had to read, was checked out by the town's well-known delinquent, Leo Steele. What will happen when he ends up losing the book before he can return it? Well, let's just say they're both going to have one crazy summer of adventure, books, and maybe a bit of love.

    Not only did his twin sister and best friend move away, but he's also recovering from the wounds his ex-girlfriend caused.Olivia Paz is the mysterious new girl on campus everyone is talking about. But she only has two goals in her life: working through college, and taking care of her dad.When Olivia finds herself in trouble, Nico can't avoid helping her, even if it means jeopardizing his new status as captain of the soccer team. Nico's past unexpectedly catches up with him, and he must decide whether he's capable of letting Olivia go, or loving her.

    Riley has promised Everett that no matter what, she will be his forever. So after Everett's mother dies in a car accident, why does Everett shut Riley down? Because Everett believes that Riley is the reason why his mother is dead.

    She couldn't have been more right, seeing as: a.) Her best friend, convinced she had found her soulmate, disappeared with some random guy. b.) Said best friend had Reed's purse and the car keys, leaving her no choice but to -c.) - accept the offer of said random guy's friend to look for their missing companions together. d.) Said random guy's friend was annoying, arrogant, and recklessly impulsive. e.) Oh, and he was hot, too. And that was only the beginning.

    But having a crush on the school's bad boy who's ranked highest on the food chain while you're the nerd in the bottom of the food chain is a hundred times harder.Meet Rosaline Arlene Winnefred who's known as the school's 'nerd'. She's that girl who has no more than two friends, gets picked on by pretty much everyone, and locks herself up in her bedroom on a Saturday night reading cheesy romance novels. Not to mention she believes in fairy tales and has a hopeless crush on the school's bad boy. You get the picture?Axel Storm Spencer is the complete opposite of her. He's got that bad boy image that girls love so much. He's tough, violent, and feared by pretty much everyone.In a turn of events, the two get thrown into different messes together. Everything from wild parties, Halloween dances, to discipline referrals and revenge. Her crush might not be so hopeless after all..."After all, it was just a crush on Mr. Bad Boy."

     “Wait, not yet, I’m awake.” Will’s breath tickled my ear as he brought me closer and even threw one of his legs over mine. He backed us both away from the edge of the bed and I was pretty sure he was hitting the wall with his back. “You’ll make it harder for me to sneak out without waking you up.” I whispered, my slight annoyance edging in my voice. The quick exhale of breath coming from his nose was a probable chuckle as he murmured back to me: “That’s the point.”