Novels by Quincy

"What power do I have?"I stared at Jeremy, waiting for an answer. For several seconds he didn't say anything. Then he laughed.I blinked. "What's funny?"Jeremy shook his head as though I had asked the most ridiculous question in the world. "You have the power to make an already terrible evening even worse."I stared at him. "That isn't an answer.""It wasn't supposed to be.""Jeremy, I'm serious.""So am I.""You just told me I have some kind of power."He turned away from me. "I was joking.""You weren't."He glanced back at me. "You're very stubborn.""And you're avoiding the question."His lips curved into a small smile. "Maybe."I folded my arms. "Why won't you just tell me?""Because you ask too many questions.""That's because you give terrible answers."Jeremy laughed softly, then started walking away. I followed him. "You can't just say something like that and walk away.""I already did."I stopped. "Jeremy!"He looked over his shoulder. "You're going to find out eventually.

My phone wouldn't stop ringing.Half-asleep, I reached across the bed and grabbed it from the nightstand. The screen was filled with missed calls. I blinked at the name. Sarah. My best friend had called me seven times."What the hell?" I muttered, rubbing my eyes and sitting up. Before I could call her back, my phone started ringing again. Sarah. I answered immediately."Sarah?""Jessica!" Sarah's voice came through the phone so loudly that I pulled it away from my ear."What happened?" I asked."Have you seen it?"I frowned. "Seen what?""The pictures!"She shouted."What pictures?""The pictures of you and Jeremy!"My sleep disappeared instantly. "What?""Jessica, have you been on your phone at all?""No. I literally just woke up.""Then open Instagram," Sarah ordered."Why?""Just open it!"I unlocked my phone. "Okay. I'm opening it.""Go to the university page first," she instructed.I searched for the official Blackwood University page. The moment it loaded, I stopped breathing."

"There you are, you slut!"Sandra's voice cut through the courtyard. I turned toward her and immediately felt every pair of eyes around us shift in our direction. She was marching toward me, her face twisted with anger, her eyes fixed on me as though I had personally committed some unforgivable crime."How dare you try to seduce my man?" Sandra demanded.For a moment I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I pointed at myself. "Me?""Yes, you," Sandra snapped.I looked at Jeremy, then back at her. "I've known Jeremy for about ten minutes."A few students laughed. Sandra's face reddened. "You think this is funny?""No," I replied. "I think it's ridiculous."Sandra stepped closer to me. "Don't pretend you don't know what you're doing. You've been throwing yourself at Jeremy."I stared at her in disbelief. "When exactly did I do that?""You've been trying to get his attention for months," Sandra accused."Months?" I repeated. I turned toward Jeremy. "This is actually the first real conver

"You're nothing but a poor designer."Michael's words hit me harder than I expected. For a second I simply stood there, staring at him, and then everyone laughed. The sound surrounded me from every direction, whispers rippling through the students gathered in the university courtyard, followed by poorly hidden giggles."Poor designer." Someone repeated the words. Another person laughed.I tightened my grip around the portfolio pressed against my chest. Three sleepless nights, that was how long it had taken me to finish the designs inside it. Three nights of surviving on cheap coffee and instant noodles because I couldn't afford to turn down another commission. Those designs weren't just drawings. They were my future, and Michael knew that. He knew exactly how much they meant to me. Yet he stood there with his arm around another girl.Valerie. His new girlfriend.I swallowed the lump in my throat and looked at him. "So that's it?"Michael shrugged. "What do you want me to say?""The tr