I didn't choose to be bad. It just...happened. I tried to be good, but after a while it got boring. What can I say? I was born to be bad and there's nothing I, nor you, can do about it. Its called having fun! Everyone should know this by now. Bad Girls aren't no Good, but at least they know how to have Fun. I have been known as Little Miss Satan practically my whole life in America. I was born in England cause of some personal reasons, but that's all for learning later. I have been to 32 different schools for bad behavior and one for moving across the world. This book reveals my story, which is cold, heart breaking, and a little happy. I'm Moe Levine And I'm glad to call myself The Bad Girl. *********** COMPLETE!!

When Ava and her friends decide to play their own version of "Truth or Dare", Ava winds up kissing someone she never expected... and wanting more? --STORY SAMPLE: When I was closer than a foot from him, I tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around and smiled. Oh my lord. This guy was even hotter up close. I shoved all the thoughts from my head and said "Hi. My name's Ava." He smiled again and said "Nice to meet you. I'm Zander." That's all he could say before I kissed him. He immediately tensed up, but then he did something I didn't expect. He kissed me back and grabbed my waist, pulling me closer. I opened my mouth a little in shock, and his tongue went in my mouth. He tasted like rainwater and peppermint. Despite myself, I moaned a little when he deepened the kiss even further. After what felt like 2 hours, we broke apart. "I'm sorry," he said blushing a little "but it just kinda clicked." he explained, rubbing the back of his neck. "It's okay." I said, also starting to blush a little. For 2 minutes the awkward just settled between us, and I swear it was tangible. He broke the silence first, finally meeting my eyes and not staring at his high-tops. "So...", he started and chuckled nervously "Could I get your number?" I stared at him for a second wondering if it would even be a good idea, when he said "I know we don't know each other, but I felt fireworks just now, and even if we don't go on a date, I'd love to see you again." I just smiled and asked for his phone. ------- Remember to vote, follow, comment, etc. :) FOLLOW MY NEW INSTAGRAM ACCOUNT @felicitybwrites

Forget about the Bad Boy and the Nerd. Forget about the Cheerleader and the Jock. This is about the Freak and the Black Cobras

When Franny learns why former popular boy Tyler fell from grace, she gets thrown head-first into his dangerous world but also closer to his timid heart. ***** Eighteen-year-old Tyler Madden used to have everything. He was captain of the football team, popular, high achiever, and was set to have a successful career. But when a secret too hard to handle comes to light, he turns to underground fighting to deal with the pain. Now, he's in too deep. And when Francesca Howard befriends him at school in the hopes of figuring out what went wrong, she unknowingly gets pulled into the criminal world he's now stuck in. As the two find comfort in each other, they find themselves faced with their impending future and trying to get Tyler out alive. Content/Trigger Warning: this story contains scenes pertaining to drug use, substance abuse, and violence. [#1 in teen fiction, romance and action]

|| Featured FREE story with exclusive paid chapters - previously a paid story || When Haley discovers the truth behind Xavier, whose silence holds a deeper meaning, she sets her mind on making his life better one small step at a time. ***** Haley Rosamond is happy with her simple life, content under the wing of her father. Well-protected, she has no idea of the darkness surrounding Xavier Hunt, with his all-black attire and infrequent presence in school-accompanied by his bruises and scars. That is, until Haley catches a glimpse of Xavier's reality and is made to question everything she knows about family and life in general. The truth, she realizes, couldn't be more different from everything she has heard. Supported by her father, Haley sets her mind on helping Xavier any way she can, and what begins with tutoring sessions, free food, and random acts of kindness blooms into friendship and something a little more. But when Haley's admission into her dream college and another tragedy in Xavier's life threaten to undo everything she has worked for, Haley needs to decide if she'll stick by Xavier or simply be another person in his life that disappears. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]] Cover designed by Holly Thurston

Elijah Reed is my enemy, uh I mean neighbor. He gives a whole new meaning to the term "bad boy" and I would like nothing better than for him to leave me alone. The problem is that he basically declared war on me when he moved in next door. He stole my first kiss and vowed to steal all my other first times. Elijah's older brother, Uriah, had apologized for his rude behavior. I said it was alright. I would get my revenge. At least that's what I thought. ********* That was my first kiss. And he had stolen it. "What the hell, Elijah?" Uriah growled. "You need to watch your back because I swear, I will get you back for this," I said with my hands on my hips. "Don't tell me that was your first kiss, Vic," he said. I blushed hard and stuttered, "N-No, of course not." "Liar." **********

#1 in Jealousy "I don't get it!" I yell while hurrying to catch up with him. "You don't need to get it!" he hisses out, not sounding tired after jogging for 20 minutes straight. While I on the other hand am heaving for my breath. "Why are you so hell bent on finding out who kissed you at Trevor's stupid party?!" No response. "It was just a kiss!" I try again. He stops up abruptly, turning around in a swift motion glowering down at me. I gulp. "Just a kiss?!" he whispers, I nod my head hesitantly. "JUST A KISS?!" I shrink back. He inches closer, his heavenly built towering over me. Forehead to forehead, nose to nose...disappointingly not mouth to mouth... I lick my lips slowly. He looks down, gulping before slightly moving away. "Just a kiss." I confirm. His blazing eyes find mine again. "No, it was not just a kiss! Maybe for her, but not for me!" "Why not?!" I press on. "BECAUSE SHE STOLE MY FIRST KISS!!" I gasp loudly, staggering back. His fingers graze his lips slowly before he snaps out of it, turns around and storms away. This time I don't bother following him, I am in shock. I Accidentally Stole The Bad Boy's First Kiss... ••• Completed | ✓ Unedited (Read at your own risk)

"I love how innocent you act, but I know you're not." **************************** My dad had given me a simple journal that I thought I'd never use. When I found out he died in a car crash, that next week, I decided to start writing all my feelings in it because I'm not really good at expressing them verbally. My journal was full of decent thoughts... Well some were decent, Until I met Dillon Taylor. He was the cocky, annoying, loud mouthed boy next door that wouldn't turn his music down if the queen of England walked in his room. So one night, I finished my diary entry and fell asleep. I left the window open because it was hot. Bad idea. I heard some fiddling in my room so I turned on my lamp. Only to see that annoying boy from next door's body was halfway out my room window-- with my diary in his hand.

"Sometimes, nobody will be there to catch you when you fall. It's just a part of life." Shailey Costello was told to pack up every thing and head to Miami. She had to leave all her friends behind, along with everything she ever had back there. She was devastated of course, afterall how can someone move on so quickly? Fitting into her new school was not an easy task, anyway, she planned to remain in the shadows of the people. But that plan was made impossible by a certain boy that turned her whole life upside down. Warning: Contains mild swearing and ofc cliches, chapters are NOT edited Amazing cover done by @twelvewonderingstars 😘 Highest rank: #465 (13/12/17) COMPLETED on 21/2/18

Marcia does not like social events but is attending the biggest one in the country. Her grandmother forces her to attend the annual ball because the prince is joining it this year - not just observing, and tasks her to find him among all the masked patrons at the castle's masquerade ball. But, Marcia meets a charming stranger. Will she be able to fulfill her grandmother's wishes? ~~~~~ This is an edit/rewrite of my first completed short story, which has been unpublished due to its cringiness.