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Cassandra Johnson is Pixie. Pixie is Cassandra Johnson. She's the same girl who's leading two extremely different lives. Nobody would suspect the school's nerd as Pixie. 'Cause Pixie's a street fighter badass and the nerd does not have a single badass bone in her body. The chances of people discovering this peculiar secret is close to none but of course this is where fate inserts the certified new boy into the equation and makes an exception for him. Warning: heavy flow of profanities ahead. - and tears - or so I've heard.

It was only a sixty-second dare: Kiss the campus "Ghost" and keep my crown. I never expected that the boy in the thrift-store hoodie would be the one to ruin me. To the students at St. Jude’s, Elias Thorne is a scholarship nobody. To me, he was social suicide—a boy beneath my notice. But when I pressed my lips to his, the world didn’t just catch fire. It exploded. One night of frantic, impulsive mistakes in the back of a car was supposed to be my dark secret. I was the Ice Queen; I was supposed to wake up, wash the taste of him off my tongue, and go back to being perfect. I was wrong. Elias isn't a ghost anymore. He’s a shadow that follows me into every room. He has my secret caught on camera, and he has a hunger in his eyes that scares me more than the scandal. He doesn't want my apology, and he doesn't want my money. He wants me. Now, every time I see him in the hallway, my heart hammers against my ribs—not with disgust, but with a terrifying, suffocating craving. I’m supposed to be the one sitting on the throne, but Elias Thorne is the one holding the crown... and he’s not letting go. He was the nerd I was dared to kiss. Now, I'm the obsession he's determined to keep.

As the male lead, Henry Johnston, forces himself on me, a row of comments suddenly appears before my eyes. "Henry is about to misunderstand and think Aria drugged him! The angst is about to begin!" "I'm thrilled just thinking about Henry regretting dearly after Aria dies!" "Keep up the act, Henry. After she dies, you'll be hugging her corpse and crying every day." That is when I realize that I am the tragic female lead in a story where I am destined to be tormented until I die. The readers treat my death as a highlight to push the plot forward. They are counting down to my death. As I look at Henry, who is panting on top of me, anger courses through me. I grab a table lamp and smash it into him, killing him on the spot. Who says that the one who dies in a toxic romance story must always be the female lead?

Since the very first time Hunter Jones laid his eyes on a petite Asian , Mey Wang, he couldn't take his eyes off her. The resident bad boy is willing to duck his nose deep in Harry Potter books and learn every spell known just to get closer to the Potter-head . Mey likes Hunter but not in a romantic way. She thinks they're too different. She's a nerd and he's a bad boy. Of course, there're a lot of books about a bad boy and a nerd falling in and walking to the sunset together but she's not just a nerd, she's also an Asian. Her parents are old-fashioned people, they'd never approve of someone like Hunter. So she tries her best to escape him. But can you really escape ? There's a potion in the spellbook but there's no un- potion, right? QOTD: Don't let fear or insecurity stop you from trying new things. Believe in yourself. Do what you . And most importantly, be kind to others, even if you don't like them. Stacy London. Started: 08.01.18 Completed: 22.02.18

He wasn’t the kind of guy who noticed girls—at least, not in a way that meant anything. To him, they were distractions, temporary thrills, nothing worth holding onto. Until her. The moment he saw her—quiet, different, completely out of place in his chaotic world—something shifted. She didn’t look at him the way everyone else did. No fear. No fascination. Just indifference… and that drove him insane. She tried to ignore him. Avoid him. Pretend he didn’t exist. But he had already decided. And when the bad boy wants something… he doesn’t ask. He takes. Now she’s caught in his world—dark, intense, and dangerously addictive. And the more she fights him, the more obsessed he becomes. Because letting her go? Is no longer an option.

Cheryl has been obsessed with Carlson ever since they were kids. When she realized she couldn't pursue her dream of becoming a hockey girl, she decided to become a journalist instead. But her obsession with Carlson only grew stronger. Her journal became a collection of fantasies—filled with the intimate moments she imagined Carlson sharing with her. It was her deepest secret, something no one was ever supposed to find... until her sister discovered it. Celeste is the golden child—the daughter their parents truly see. Determined to bring Cheryl down and make sure she never gets close to Carlson, Celeste decides to sabotage her sister by exposing the journal and humiliating her. Carlson doesn't date. He's been set up with half the girls on campus—including Cheryl's own sister—and he's never shown interest in any of them. To him, Cheryl is simply his analyst, the one who breaks down his game footage so he can focus on one thing: being perfect on the ice. But everything changes when Cheryl uncovers a story that could launch her journalism career while destroying Carlson's reputation. She discovers he's been using banned substances. She proposes a fake relationship to protect them both, but what begins as a fake romance soon turns into something far more complicated. What happens when her sister will do anything to claim Carlson for herself? When their family is determined to tear them apart? And when Carlson's entire career hangs in the balance? Will their relationship survive it all?