"Eva!" My Brother slams the car door shut, storming over to where we sit. I roll my eyes, not wanting to deal with him. "Go home Nick." I tell him, picking up another can of beer. "Get in the car!" He spits at me. "No!" I yell. "I'm fine. You can't tell me what to do!" "I swear Eva, you are out of control!" Nick f...
Sometimes <3 means like. Sometimes <3 means love. Like the emotions it represents, sometimes <3 gets complicated. Fifteen-year-old Summer Day has a plan for the perfect school vacation until her mom drops the M-bomb on it. She wants Summer to do something 'M-eaningful' this year. Could anything be more meani...
Jason Montgomery had always thought he knew his identity. He thought that those nagging "what ifs" were over now. His life was finally on track, a so called normal. His relationship was finally blossoming and they were ready to take the next step. But that's when he meets a not so special and quite frankly, insecure g...
Will I Always Be: Just A Friend? {Book 1} *** {Teen Fiction #1} Ashton Thompson is everything you'd want in a boyfriend. He's funny, caring, childish at times, loving, romantic...oh and he's drool-worthy gorgeous. It's just a shame that he's my best friend...NOT my boyfriend. Being in love with your best f...
Love and death may be opposites, inverses and incredibly contradictory- but they do have something in common. They are the only two things that have the power to change Zoe Finley. The death of her twin brother stripped Zoe of her genuinely positive outlook on life, but the love of Carter Jacobs may be the only thing...
James slid his hand to the nape of my neck, holding me steady against his lips. His other hand stayed on my waist. "I thought you couldn't handle me," He muttered against my lips, reconnecting them without missing a second. I smiled against his kiss. "I have two hands." * * * * * * Charming James Roedan is ma...
(Book 2) *Contains spoilers below* "I needed more closure than what you gave me." I half lied. "It feels like an open wound someone keeps pouring salt on." His expression remained hard and cold. Almost distant. "I don't know what you want from me, Willow. You coming here isn't closing any wounds, it's just open...