Her uncle comes to her house with a job offer. For her to become a teacher at his school. A school for delinquents.

     2. She gets a million dollars if she stays married to Brandon for a year. 3. She rather likes the opportunity to teach the attractive but awfully rude man a few lessons he didn’t think he needed from a ‘teenage gold-digger’—his term of endearment for her on their first date—er, business meeting. So what’s a girl got to do, right?Sure, she’s young and a little rough around the edges but there’s something her would-be husband didn’t know about her yet—she’s nothing like he ever expected.Thrust into the glitzy world a standard-issue Mrs. Maxfield would fit perfectly and rule with impeccable social grace, Charlotte will either have to force herself into the mold or break free of it, risking what little she has left for everything that she can gain.*Currently free to read in Wattpad

    She wanted to get away from him, but he wouldn't let her go that easily.This story is for 17 years or older. So please, no one younger than 17, especially 13. Save your innocence, you don't need to be reading stories like this. If you want to read it anyways, go for it, I can't stop you. But don't let this story influence your actions. This is just a fictional story.

    Unable to switch back until a week later, she must interact with the arrogant boy, passing along texts and voicemails. As she gets to know him better, she realizes there’s more to him than sexual innuendos and egotistical comments. But when identities are revealed and secrets are exposed, will Keeley’s feelings remain?http://www.wattpad.com/story/1994914-...

    At the age of five, she stopped talking, and no one seems to know why. Refusing to communicate beyond a few physical actions, Oakley remains in her own little world. Bullied at school, she has just one friend, Cole Benson. Cole stands by her, refusing to believe that she is not perfect the way she is. Over the years, they have developed their own version of a normal friendship. However, will it still work as they start to grow even closer? When Oakley is forced to face someone from her past, can she hold her secret in any longer?

    He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

    Her world changes when she finds wattpad, a very popular ebook community. She becomes addicted to it and even starts posting her own stories. But are friends, fans and votes all she will get from this site? Or is it possible to find love as well?

    "As if," "Babycakes..." "What's up with you and the change in nicknames?" I snap and his smirk stretches. "Feisty now aren't we, sugar." "Just shut up!" "I could, but I don't want to....I'm bored, let's play a game." He suggests and I raise an eyebrow. "What 'game' are you implying?" "It's called 10 minutes," he says and I nod, showing him that I'm listening. "I will have 10 minutes to do whatever I want with you; touching, teasing, biting..." He winks and I burst out into a pit of laughter. "You're funny, how will I have fun in this 'game' of yours that you clearly made up?" "Let me finish, sugarplum." He says and I finally calm my laughter. "If you moan, you lose. If you don't, I lose...simple." "I'm a little lost..." "I will do what I pleas with you and if you moan or make any type of sexual sound, you lose and I win." "No idiot! I mean what will I get if I win?" "You seem pretty confident about winning now don't you?" I roll my eyes "Of course. Your touch has no affect on me, so I don't have to worry about losing." "We'll see about that, sunshine. We'll just see..." ✕❤︎✕❤︎✕❤︎ A 19 year old girl named Nichole, gets accepted into Westcott University. She will meet plenty of new people, but unfortunately for her, she will be stuck with a roommate that is a cocky, yet hot, perverted jerk. Will he change for her when she tells him about her past? Follow their love-hate journey and hope for the best. 1 girl, 1 boy, 1 room, 1 undeniable love. ✕❤︎✕❤︎✕❤︎ This book will have mature content and strong language I will warn my readers at the beginning of a dirty chapter, so if you're at a young age, I wont be responsible. #1 in Romance ©2014, Kimmy Hers

    His name was Hunter.For 13 years of his life, Hunter was neglected and abused by his parents. Beaten and raped, Hunter knew nothing good of the world. His Father eventually became a socio-path and shot the Mother. But as he was about to kill Hunter, Police arrived. The Dad shot himself instead.Hunter is now 16 and has been living in my family for 3 years. It's an understatement to say that we don't get along. Hunter is just angry at the world. He drinks and smokes and swears and fights. He kicks me and punches me simply because he's scared. He pushes everyone away. He has flashbacks and nightmares and can't seem to take anymore.Though I know he has reasons for being such an inconsiderate asshole, I still hate him.Our family has now moved to Cyprus. We're only staying for a while, so we just got a small appartment. Bad part about that? It's got 2 rooms. Me and Hunter have to share.At first I hate it. But then over the weeks, I begin to see how broken Hunter Storm really is. He's not just a dick, he's scared. And I'm slowly starting to comfort him through his troubles.We're getting somewhere, but then the worst possible thing happens.But strangley, it's bringing us closer. He's sleeping in my bed, he's crying to me, he's holding my hand. I'm holding him at night, I'm wearing his hoodies, I'm smiling at his touch.Before I even realize it, I'm in love.{ Strong Language Throughout! Includes Physical/Sexual Abuse Scenes & SexPlease Don't Read If Bad Language Makes You Cry. But If You Like Hot Emo Boys With Lip Rings, Read Ahead ^.^ }

    He's the dangerous, mysterious playboy, while she's the shy, innocent good girl. An unlikely pair, for sure, these two have never seen each other as anything more than just "friends." But, one day, Miles convinces Rachel to attend a party in celebration of their senior year of high school. Will an innocent game of "Spin the Bottle" change their relationship forever?

    She's also way too smart to fall for the charms of man-slut and slimy school hottie Wesley Rush. In fact, Bianca hates him. And when he nicknames her "the Duff," she throws her Coke in his face. But things aren't so great at home right now, and Bianca is desperate for a distraction. She ends up kissing Wesley. Worse, she likes it. Eager for escape, Bianca throws herself into a closeted enemies-with-benefits relationship with him. Until it all goes horribly awry. It turns out Wesley isn't such a bad listener, and his life is pretty screwed up, too. Suddenly Bianca realizes with absolute horror that she’s falling for the guy she thought she hated more than anyone.

    The school Sydney Acosta moved to all the way from Toronto, Ontario at some barely known town that should actually be considered a city. After the divorce between her mother and father, she's stuck by her mother's side as a best friend, following her to another city in Canada. Her emotions are expressed through the one thing she loves doing. Dancing. Lucas Cahill is a quiet almost outcast in the school. His twin brother, Joseph-Joey with he likes to be called-is the best known guy in school. He's considered popular, cooler and better looking then his brother which is stupid because they have the same face. At school, Joey doesn't acknowledge his brother, at home and in the past they are inseparable with the excuses from Joey tolling up over time. His isolation and other emotions are expressed through his art. The two seventeen year olds are connected in their different forms of art. In a teenage world of sarcasm, drama and their arts. "My drawings are like stick figures compared to anything you draw. You could draw the world's ugliest frog and it will still turn out beautiful. Lucas you're an amazing artist." "So are you." He said quietly, looking up at me with his soft, heartwarming eyes. "How?"I couldn't draw for shit. "Because you are a dancer. Dancing is an art. And you are an amazing dancer."

    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?

    Gangs are starting to form all over London- with the intention of destroying London's Eyes. What will happen when the leader of the most powerful gang offers protection in exchange for Evie? Will Evie be able to survive Sebastian King? She just might have to- because as we all know, Sebastian isn't planning on letting her go any time soon. +++++Our breaths were heavy and ragged, our chests skimming against each other."You're no good for me," I whispered, my eyes searching his emotionless ones. "Well that's just too bad, now is it?" +++++

    A-A," I stuttered, too angry to be able to form any insults that made sense and clenched my fist tightly, "a gigantic stupid mammoth, wannabe bad boy!" Ace narrowed his eyes, the corner of his lips turning up into a wry smile. "Out of all the things you've said today, that has got to be the smartest one, sugar."