Nerdy Novelist Novels & Stories

Her hand in Ethan’s. Captioned: “The Nerd & The Hockey King… exposed.” And underneath Hundreds of comments are already pouring in.

Why the hell did the fates have to give me a second chance who was both a professor and an emotionally repressed liar? Then I rapped myself on the knuckles with my pen. “Stop it,” I hissed at my own traitorous heart. I didn’t want to think about Vincent at all. I didn’t want to feel anything about him. For god’s sake, it had barely even been a day. What I wanted – though I barely recognised myself for it – was to catch up on my schoolwork. Because apparently Vincent’s nerdiness was as infectious as his stoicism. No! Don’t think about him! Think about – I checked the page below me – eighteenth-century werewolf authors whose works most significantly affected lycanthropic literature as a whole!

ABOUT THE AUTHOR Dave Jeffery is author of 12 novels, two collections and numerous short stories. His Necropolis Rising series and yeti adventure Frostbite have both featured on the Amazon #1 bestseller list. His YA work features critically acclaimed Beatrice Beecham series and Finding Jericho, a contemporary mental health novel which has featured on the BBC Health and the Independent Schools Entrance Examination Board’s recommended reading lists. Jeffery is a member of the Society of Authors, British Fantasy Society (where he is a regular book reviewer), and the Horror Writers Association. He is also a registered mental health professional with a BSc (Hons) in Mental Health Studies and a Ma

Then he bent down and rummaged through his turtle shell backpack, pulling out a gaudily covered book. He stuffed it into Yosef's hands. "My sister will come to pick me up later, could you read me a novel first?" Yosef looked down at the novel handed to him. The gaudy cover featured a strange title—"Cold CEO's Ninety-Nine Days of Wife-Chasing: Sweetheart, Don't Run." He frowned; Is this novel suitable for kids? Looking at the author's name again, Godber. Just from the name, it felt like this person lacked talent.

My thoughts were spinning fast as usual, and I was just about dipping a finger in my virgin cunt while pretending it was Jeremy doing those things to me, when my best friend's voice sounded through the hallway. “Teyan! Tell me you are getting ready for the final students partyyyy” “Shit. Carol is here. ” I panicked, quickly closing the fiction book and shoved it into my wardrobe. No one, not even Carol knew that I read erotic-dark romance novels. To them, I was always this nerdy saintful virgin who didn’t care about all that. Nerdy and virgin? Right. Saint? Hell no! The books were my delicious, filthy little secret. And I would have given my virginity away to Liam in english class if I wasn’

BIOGRAPHY Mercedes M. Yardley is a dark fantasist who wears stilettos, red lipstick, and poisonous flowers in her hair. She is the author of the short story collection Beautiful Sorrows, the novellas Apocalyptic Montessa and Nuclear Lulu: A Tale of Atomic Love and Little Dead Red, and the novels Nameless: The Darkness Comes and Pretty Little Dead Girls: A Novel of Murder and Whimsy. She often speaks at conferences and teaches workshops on several subjects, including personal branding and how to write a novel in stolen moments. Mercedes lives and works in Sin City with her family and menagerie of Strange and Unusual Pets. You can reach her at www.abrokenlaptop.com.

"And not only did I get hard as fuck, but I felt a spark. A rush I haven't felt anywhere outside of a blood-soaked ring. So if you fucking think some petty campus drama is going to make me let go of my fucking muse... you have another thing fucking coming." He’s so close now his hot breath’s mingling with mine. Dark gaze hooked onto my trembling lips. "So if I were you, sweetheart, I'd wipe those tears away right now. Don't waste a single drop on pathetic shits like Shawn, Cherry, or Natalia. Save them for when I'm fucking your throat." Those filthy last words send an electric shock straight between my thighs. My core gives a violent little throb, and my little kitty says a breathless ‘hi’ s

Although he was quiet at first,he opened up a little later on. Devan is the wild child. He is the one that smokes and is covered in tattoos. He jumps from girl to girl every week or so. He never liked obeying the rules but he has no choice but to do so. He calls it the disadvantage of being bestfriends with the future Alpha. Kendrick is the joker. He likes pulling pranks and causing chaos everywhere he goes. He is funny as hell and he does not give a damn about what people think.

Hunter is a 17 year old boy that's a genius. He's smart, handsome, charming, sweet; everything to be the perfect boyfriend; the only down part of him is that he's too sassy and asocial. He always has those sassy comebacks and sometimes doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut. Bullies and jocks think just because he's a nerd that means they could walk all over him. But they're gonna get another thing coming; Hunter basically doesn't take other people's bullshit and he's not gonna start now.

Another laugh escaped me, and the tension that had been gripping my chest and neck all evening loosened slightly. FELIX: What is it with you and these comparisons? And yes, apparently, I am the weirdest one in Whitmore High. There was no need to explain further…it was a matter of time before she’d choose to abandon me for the bandwagon of Elias’ crazed fans; everyone always did NOVELLWARRIOR: I’m an eighteen-year-old girl obsessed with morally grey male leads and crazy five-hundred-year-old fictional male beings….of course, I’m a bit quirky.