Science proved that opposite powers attract but their case was different. They were as different as day and night but because of a stupid tradition they were forced upon each other. He wasn't her prince charming and she was not his sexy model. He sworn not to call her his and she loathed to be named Mrs. King. Yet, their families had different opinion: his mom loved her as a daughter since the moment she knew her and her parents were impressed by his façade. But she knew the truth about her unwanted husband; yes, he is a hot successful rich man and that she can admit. Yes, he has the body and features of Greek god; a well-built strong body, deep green eyes and deep brown hair. His jaw line was sharp and the smirk that decorated his face was dangerously sexy. But he was an arrogant snobbish manwhore...He treated girls like objects but they stupidly fell for him. His mom believed that Ella was perfect for him but he knew that that fat, stubborn, hot headed, extremely independent girl can bring him nothing but trouble. She already stole his last name ...but he promised that he will make her life a living hell.

Heroes. Ever since they showed up, people have gone soft. They're adored, worshipped. Devotion is showered upon them like rain. It's about time someone knocks them off that pedestal they stand on, someone to crush their pillars of faith. Someone like me. A villain. It's perfect. I'll be the undoing of heroes. ≠ disclaimer: very much needs to be edited, very much needs to be less corny and very much needs to be entirely rewritten by me. if you approach it as a goofy, corny, old 2015-esque superhero book then it'll be a great time. i'll be honest and say there are no pulitzers here. completed ✓ highest rank in sf: #9 cover: @narwhelly

❝ Do you know what's harder than being alive, Willow? It's being alive when you're in love. ❞ ▬▬▬▬ For sixteen-year-old Willow Knight, her life has never been anything more than unextraordinary. So when a mysterious boy shows up at her doorstep one night, claiming that he's been kicked out, she has no idea what to expect. Cade Everett is unlike anyone she's ever met - gorgeous, well spoken, philosophizing and self-loathing. Willow tries to save this damaged boy, all while he pushes her out of her safe life, showing her what it's like to live, and not to just exist. ▬▬▬▬ ➳ Includes some mature themes that may not suitable for those with sensitive disposition. Updated sporadically. Rated 13 + [ 08.06.2016 novel by neces-sarah-ly ] highest ranking, #79 in Teen Fiction !!

Finding evidence of her dead brother's whereabouts, Katherine Donovan believes that he is still alive. In pursuit to find her brother and restore her family's remaining happiness, she encounters the infamous and godforsakenly alluring Russian bastard Vitaly Alecovich Rostov and gets ensnared in his plan of capturing her brother. In order to attain his goal, he offers her a deal. However, the deeper she dives into the tangles of Vitaly's merciless world, she finds herself in a hauntingly familiar past. A past that she has been erased from- a past that she cannot she escape. Unsetting secrets loom the air of her maddening relationship with Vitaly. The question is; will she run from him? Or to him?

"Are you scared because your dad is the sheriff?" "Why do you keep on asking me that?" "I won't stop until I get a proper answer." Lana Jane Willson, just a depressed and misunderstood geeky teenager because of her glasses and her dad being the Sheriff. Yet all she wants is to get into Yale, far away from everyone, the incidents, the heartbreaker and the bullies. Four popular boys, suspicious about Lana, reignite an old bet that her 'true' self will be exposed as time goes on. One night in Lana's life changes everything. The only people to help her are her tormentors. This causes the boys to have more questions, fights, and arguments more frequently. The more people involved, the more questions arise, secrets reveal themselves, trust is shattered, feelings become blurred and friendship is ripped apart. While Lana sees, the good and forgives easily, others search for the bad to try and defeat it. People cross our path for a reason but for a second chance, it does not always mean to have a happy ending. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ PART 1 & 2 Highest Rank: 1 in Teen Fiction (27/12/16)

"He said he is scared of commitment, but he has tattoos all over his skin." The day Hazel Stevens moves from Maine to a small beach town in Florida called Walden, she encounters a boy, who's oh-so rude yet oh-so attractive. The only thing that connects the two is their love for dance and their dream of getting into Juilliard. The two spend the summer together dancing, getting to know each other and opening up to the other person. When mysteries are unraveled, feelings start developing. And after one simple tragedy, everything changes. [ wattpad featured book ] Copyright © 2016 by Charlie Jones All rights reserved.

❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]

"Hello?" "Um, hey?" "Wait, you don't sound like my Aunt Kathy." "Unless I was miraculously converted into a member of the opposite gender and somehow related to whoever is on the other side of this call, then yeah. I'm not your Aunt Kathy." "Oh, shiitake mushrooms." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Short Story #1 (19/04/18) 2016 Fiction Awards Finalist © 2015 evethespy. All Rights Reserved.

❖ QUEENKILLER, KINGMAKER Book 1 ❖ Feudal Southeast-Asia filled with magic, daemons, and a royal conspiracy. This is Isla's quest for the truth, and her slow spiral into becoming her very own worst nightmare. When the gods ascended thousands of years ago, they left behind the divine gift of theurgy. Its powers still echo amongst men, but run fiercer yet in the blood of kings and queens. And one of them will stop at nothing before Isla is dead. A betrayal lures her out of refuge and into her journey home, where she must unmask her enemies before they unmask her. The theurgy that she has had to keep hidden for many years can be her greatest ally or her most lethal foil. Only her wits can guide her through the dangerous politics of the Surikh court. But amidst the plots and schemes bubbling around her, she uncovers something far more sinister than the identity of her enemies. Something that can change her entire life; indeed, entire kingdoms. ↝ this work contains violence, profanity, and sexual references ↜ ↝ Winner of Wattys 2016 HQ Love Award ↝ Winner of FANTASCI's first Chosen One ↝ Winner of The Cryptic Awards 2018 ↝ Featured in Fantasy as of 18-01-2017 ↝ Wattpad Editor's Pick January 2021

High school is hard for most people and for Chloe Miller, this is no exception. She is forced to learn the perils of her choices the hard way and the result leads her to building a steel wall around herself that is impossible to crack. Eventually, her mother loses her job and Chloe is then forced to move in with her cousin and their family. This means a new school and on the first day she arrives with a dynamite mission in mind. A mission to reclaim everything that she had once lost at the hands of others. She quickly finds herself fighting a past that she struggles to forget and creating a future that she can live with. It becomes a constant battle for her, centered around peer pressure, character stereo types, cliques and consequences. Couple that with the plight of falling in love and she finds herself playing a starring role in the game of life where everyone is playing for keeps. Will she win... or will she lose? Excerpt: Sauntering forwards, she slid onto his lap with all the grace of a prima ballerina and wrapped her long arms around his neck. Leaning in to his ear, she blew out a little puff of hot air so that it fanned lightly over all the right places. She felt a sense of utter satisfaction when he shuddered. Now that Chloe was certain that she had his attention, she whispered in his ear. “You may have been the best bucko, but guess what…..I’m going to be better.” She lifted up so that she could look him in the face and smiled confidently back at him. His previous cocky demeanor had seemed to have lost some of its earlier steam, “Who are you?” he asked so low that only Chloe could hear him. His forehead was creased as he searched her face, watching her as if she was some type of strange puzzle that needed to be solved. Chloe lifted her hand patted his cheek. The boy didn’t have a clue. “I, my friend, am your biggest adversary. So what do you say Mr. Player, won’t you play with me?”