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Gerey turned his attention back to his bag instantly. With trembling hands, he zipped up his bag, exhaled and walked up to the Librarian who offered him a plastic blue tag that had the number ‘0169’ etched in black on it. “Uhm, do you know where I can find books on - fairy tales? For kids between the ages 7 to 12?” Gerey's eyeballs danced around for a yellow pair of eyes on a face with unusually large ears.

"Daddy, it was my tenth birthday, and I knew how to read, perfectly fine." I don't say that I was already reading Aunty Seedy's Harlequin books. They all had similar titles: Burning desire. Fury. Loving a highlander. I can't believe I enjoyed those kind of novels once. They all had the same story line, different settings, different characters, same guy gets the girl at the end of the book ending. Absolutely cliché. Dad says, "I remember all those times you'd come to me with all those big words."

The Story of Chrissy and Asher My birthday had just passed. I was finally 18 years old. But sadly I was still a dumb virgined-nerd. I had been picked on all my life. Being in our high school was a bigger drag because we were in a small town. Which meant that the same stupid people that I knew in elementary as my bullies, were my same tormentors in high school. I was deep in depression most of my life. That was, until she moved in nect door. My angel- she had beautiful curves in all the right places, bee sting lips with the long batting-lashes that made me do anything she asked me to do.

"It may be small, but that doesn't mean it won't feel like you've just walked into a young adult fiction book. Tai chuckled slightly. "I'll considered myself warned." *

I pressed my lips together and stared around Nathan's empty room, feeling more alone than I ever had in my life. Yes, I had been living with two wolves inside me since I was eight years old. Ivy had always been there, sharp-tongued and brutally honest. But Kael joined her after the incident fourteen years ago, the one that changed everything about my life. I don't know how it happened or what went wrong, but all I know is that I have two wolves in me ever since that day. Living with two separate souls inside my head was complicated on the best of days. Today, it felt like a curse.

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He took my hand and we started walking around the book shelves just browsing. “What genre of book do you want to read?” he asks me, I think about it and I tell him, “I think I want to read a young adult romance book, maybe a book series, since we are spending the day here.” He replies me and says, “Hmmm, young adult romance, and a book series. I think I know the perfect book for you.”

It was as though everything she had consumed had been devoured by the child. Seeing her ruddy complexion, put Jason’s mind at ease. He walked over and glanced at the book on her lap. "Still love reading, don't you?" He thought she had outgrown that stage. Zoey felt a little embarrassed. In junior high, she too succumbed to the temptations of trends and fell into the habit of secretly reading bestselling novels. There were tomb-raiding ones, but also fantasy and sweet stories of unrequited love being realized. In fact, she hadn't read much in recent years. She had only picked up a novel to pass the time because she didn’t dare spend too much time on her phone when she got too bored.

PLEASE READ UNTIL THE END. Dear Readers, Thank you for reading Charlie and Taylor’s story, "The Bad Boy Next Room." Writing my first young adult book has been such a fun experience. I loved coming up with the funny moments, but nothing compares to the joy of seeing how they made you laugh. Your comments were priceless, and I’m genuinely grateful for all that you’ve shared with me. Now that the book has ended, I know some of you have questions, so here we go.

“I believe it, because you’re amazing. And this business is going to be amazing, and our life together is going to be amazing. Amazing, amazing, amazing. That’s the only word I know.” “Actually, I don’t think that’s true.” He raised an eyebrow. “Really? You don’t think it’ll be amazing?” “Our life isn’t going to just be amazing together: it’s going to be fan-fucking-tastic.” Laughing, Ash picked her up and began to twirl her around in a circle, the remaining convention-goers looking on with a mixture of confusion and envy at such obvious happiness. Thea Younger uncapped her marker and began to fill in the final panel in her graphic novel. It had taken her over a year to finish this bad boy,