The one of how Rory and I fell in love, supposedly, even if she couldn't handle it in the end. You know how it all went.Or you think you do.You only know her side. But I have my own point of view, and even Rory couldn't know my thoughts in those few months it took for her to go from being a stranger to my whole entire world.Every moment is permanently ingrained in my memory. In my goddamned soul. From the moment I stumbled upon the girl panicking outside of calculus - the one with the tight little body, the angelic face, and the fierce attitude - to the night she abandoned me in Miami. It was the sum of those moments that changed me irrevocably.Our story isn't over. I won't let it be. But this, this is what happened so far, the way I saw it.I'm Cap. Or Sam, to Rory. And this is my story.

    All the time.”The Garretts are everything the Reeds are not. Loud, numerous, messy, affectionate. And every day from her balcony perch, seventeen-year-old Samantha Reed wishes she was one of them . . . until one summer evening, Jase Garrett climbs her terrace and changes everything. As the two fall fiercely in love, Jase's family makes Samantha one of their own. Then in an instant, the bottom drops out of her world and she is suddenly faced with an impossible decision. Which perfect family will save her? Or is it time she saved herself?A dreamy summer read, full of characters who stay with you long after the story is over.

    She had average grades, she was funny and a basic tomboy.Her mother sends her to spend the Summer in Mullingar, with her paranoic grandmother, her grumpy grandfather and her slutty cousin.She doesn’t want to do anything but stay inside all day on Tumblr. It all changes for her when she meets Niall Horan, the bad boy. Niall’s tattoos, his attitude and his flirty ways annoy her, but she can’t help the attraction he feels towards him. They’re complete opposites: he’s the punk bad boy, while she’s the goody two-shoes.Soon, he shows her what his life is all about: skating, smoking, drinking, partying, drugs and sex. The normal life of a teenage dirtbag.Without either of them noticing, the start to fall in love. But what will happen when she’ll have to leave Mullingar, to go back to London? Is it just a fling for them, just a normal summer love?Find out in Teenage Dirtbag.

    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-...

    It's just another temporary place full of temporary people that she'll never let close enough to see the lost girl hiding beneath her tough facade. She's done this all before, she'll do it all again. She's sure this new town won't be any different from all of the others, but then she meets Daimon Kross. Meet isn't even the right word. He demands her attention and she refuses to give it.Leader of the town's unruly biker gang, he's tall, dark, and decidedly deadly. Oozing with dominance and power he's exactly the type of man Alyssa knows all too well that she should avoid, but mashing his buttons is just too fun. Alyssa knows a man like Daimon Kross could destroy her, but she's always had a problem with tempting danger, and turning away now might not even be an option. Kettle's Bell and the mysterious Kross bikers may not be all they seem to be from the outside and Alyssa might not be the only one with secrets to protect. In ways that she never expected, Alyssa is finding out that sometimes love doesn't just bite...it howls.

    Her abundance of friends, perfect grades, and almost ideal family reflected her hard work, making her an object of jealousy for many. But there was more to Zoey than what met the eye — hidden underneath the pressure to uphold her practically perfect image, was a girl determined to express herself. And she did just that with two of the most unlikely hobbies that one could have — paint and delivering mail. Then she discovered Nico Forrest, a cocky British boy forced to get a job at his local post office, and the two were forced to bond over morning mail delivery. Soon, they saw each other much more often than they would have liked to. What could go wrong?

    Even after months of painful physical therapy, Maggie walks with a limp. Her social life is nil and a scholarship to study abroad—her chance to escape everyone and their pitying stares—has been canceled.After a year in juvenile jail, Caleb’s free . . . if freedom means endless nagging from a transition coach and the prying eyes of the entire town. Coming home should feel good, but his family and ex-girlfriend seem like strangers.Caleb and Maggie are outsiders, pigeon-holed as "criminal" and "freak." Then the truth emerges about what really happened the night of the accident and, once again, everything changes. It’s a bleak and tortuous journey for Caleb and Maggie, yet they end up finding comfort and strength from a surprising source: each other.

    "my pretty paper doll."and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't.okay, maybe a little.

    Not the space where I sleep or the walls that surround me, but instead, the people that surround me. The ones that make me feel like me. Like I don't need to hide. My brothers, my best friend. It's a small bubble, sure, but one I'm damn happy with. I might be a little lost at times-I mean, who isn't?-but I always know where to go when I need to find myself. It's safe, comfortable, familiar. My home.Until he falls into my lap. No, literally. Into my lap. That beer I spent the last of my money on? Gone. All over me. Damnit. I'm wet, and I'm...oh.Oh dear God.Tall and broad. That surfer hair and those sparkly blue eyes. Cheeky grin and southern drawl that makes a girl wanna drool. All those rippling, tattooed muscles. Oh, yes.Mitchell Hudson, baseball superstar, you may fall into my lap any day, kind sir.Except then he starts making a home inside my heart, and that vital organ? Well, I'm not sure we're ready for what he has to offer. His home is tied to a place thousands of miles away, and mine? Well...mine's right here.The man hits more homeruns than I can count, and that's exactly what I'm afraid he's going to do: run home, and take a piece of my heart with him when he goes.** You do not need to know anything about baseball or even really like the sport to read this story. But if you like athletic men who like to throw their strength and alpha sides (and their women) around, this might be the story for you! **

    She is the second daughter who never did anything right. Her only vice is smoking. She is dating a guy for three years, to please her mother more than to please herself. What her friends Do not know about her: She has a hunky next-door neighbor. She decided to go down her prudish facade for just one night. On that night, she ended up going home with the city's most notorious rake. She gave her body and shared her passion with him. She intends to keep her one-night-stand all to herself. But her rakehell is not about to let her forget him as easily as she thought. And her one-night-stand will lead to many nights of forbidden passion.

    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.♔Everyone in River Avelle's hometown knows about Grayson Maddox - the troubled badboy 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?

    "Make me fall for you." "What?" I stared at him, dumbfounded by how close he was to me. Fall in love with me? Was he for real? I squirmed farther into the wall, against my locker. He smirked. "You heard me. I'm giving you one year, Zoe. That's it. After that, if I don't fall for you, then your brother's secret is out." With that, he took his hands back, smiled at me, and whirled his gorgeous body to class. Vince, the high school's bad boy, just ordered me to make him fall in love with me. This better be good. *** Zoe Harvick is the girl next door. Hidden from secrets which shape her life, her only goal is to pass high school with flying colors. She wants nothing to do with Vince or with his bewildering complications. Vince Mascars is a bad boy. His devious attitude earned him the title "Beast". With a dark past and a murderous future, his only goal is blood tasting revenge. He wants to use Zoe Harvick as his pawn, and plays the game with her, to get the vengeance he always wanted. What happens when Vince asks Zoe to make him fall in love with her? Love, Beast and a bit of beauty makes... Zoe And The Beast

    All of a sudden, she finds herself pretending—unwillingly at that—to be his girlfriend to make his ex jealous.Now, not only does she have to deal with dirty looks from the girls in school who want Kenji for themselves, but her supposed boyfriend is getting on her nerves. He's hotheaded, never seems to agree with her on anything—and everything about him screams gangster.Has Athena gotten herself into more trouble than she can handle? Or has she actually found herself a boy she can call hers—gangster be damned?

    On my eighteenth birthday my life fell apart as my dead brother turned out to be not dead at all. What's worse was that my parents knew and did something that I will not forgive. They sold me to his best friend who is supposed to be some kind of “prince”. They made the decision to ruin my life and payback is an understatement.

    Despite his charming ways and that he’s one of the first people who actually gets her, she’s smart enough to know his interest won’t last. Because if there’s one thing she’s learned from her mother’s warnings, it’s that the rich have a short attention span. But Xander keeps coming around, despite her best efforts to scare him off. And much to her dismay, she's beginning to enjoy his company.She knows her mom can’t find out—she wouldn’t approve. She’d much rather Caymen hang out with the local rocker who hasn’t been raised by money. But just when Xander’s attention and loyalty are about to convince Caymen that being rich isn’t a character flaw, she finds out that money is a much bigger part of their relationship than she’d ever realized. And that Xander’s not the only one she should’ve been worried about.