Royal Scoundrel is the prequel novella between Charles's dads. Even though it takes place twenty years before the Frat Wars books, it's best enjoyed last. DASHArchibald Levine the third is a pain in my ass. Rich, cocky and the closest thing to a prince that our school has. I hate everything about his entitled attitude and the stupid Kappa crown he wears. I also hate the gigantic crush I have on the guy. One night, backed up by the courage of tequila, my mouth gets away from me and I offer him the one thing he can't stop thinking about. Me. On my knees. Because Archibald Levine also has a secret, and one kiss between us seals his fate. The fling between us can never go anywhere, not with his powerful and homophobic father, but we don't let it stop us from indulging at every opportunity that we get. I also don't let it stop me from falling stupidly in love with the guy. He's always made it clear he can never come out and I know we're destined for destruction. After all, happily ever after doesn't exist between a prince and a scoundrel.

Getting ready for sleep is tons of fun in this special anniversary edition of a Sandra Boynton classic. "The sun has set not long ago. Now everybody goes below to take a bath in one big tub with soap all over—SCRUB SCRUB SCRUB!" This classic bedtime story is just right for winding down the day as a joyful, silly group of animals scrub scrub scrub in the tub, brush and brush and brush their teeth, and finally rock and rock and rock to sleep. This anniversary edition has an enlarged trim size and metallic ink on the cover, making this Boynton classic even more special.

In a great green room, tucked away in bed, is a little bunny. "Goodnight room, goodnight moon." And to all the familiar things in the softly lit room -- to the picture of the three little bears sitting on chairs, to the clocks and his socks, to the mittens and the kittens, to everything one by one -- the little bunny says goodnight. In this classic of children's literature, beloved by generations of readers and listeners, the quiet poetry of the words and the gentle, lulling illustrations combine to make a perfect book for the end of the day.

Thousands of students on this campus, and I keep being set up with the roommate I can’t stand. Felix One date. That’s how long it takes for Marshall Harrows to end up on my bad side. Luckily I have no plans to see the giant teddy bear again. Except, when he shows up as my new roommate, I can’t escape him, and he’s just as irritating as I thought he’d be. He leaves cupboards ajar and puts empty milk cartons back in the fridge. His bedroom door is always open, I find his underwear on the laundry floor, and he has this whole bashful sweetheart thing going on that I just … can’t … stand. But the most completely, horribly irritating thing about him, is that he’s totally my type. And my friends won’t stop setting us up on blind dates. Marshall One date. That’s how long it took for Felix Andrews to steal my heart. The sparky little spitfire is everything I’m not. Confident, adorable, and completely outspoken. He also wants nothing to do with me. Which is a real problem when I want to give him everything. Including my virginity. But the more I try to gain his attention, the more I see the real him. The one who doesn’t feel worthy of being treated like anything other than a one-night stand. So I decide to take matters into my own hands. A total do-over. One night. One date. Where hopefully I can steal his heart too.

The story of Nil, who misconstrued someone's enamoured stare & the story of Pas, who plays along in hopes for something more.