When I tell you that Cupid's exist you probably imagine little babies with wings that shoot arrows at people, right? Well let me assure you that we do not have wings or arrows, and we definitely don't look like babies. We look like you except that we have been assigned by the elders the mission to spread love. My name is Will and I have just gotten my toughest case yet. I need to prove to a girl who is convinced that love doesn't exist that she's wrong and stop a heartbreaker that will do anything to break up the couples I put together. Otherwise being a cupid is pretty easy. We only have one rule and that's not to fall in love. I can do that. Right?

Melody is a young girl who is trying to provide for her family by hunting rabbits in the woods. One night Melody dares to enter into the deepest parts of the woods; an area where her mother had warned her never to venture to. But with darkness quickly approaching and devouring the icy grey sky Melody knows her battle against time is drawing closer. As she chases the rabbit deeper into the ever-growing woods her limbs soon begin to ache and Melody eventually gives up on all hope of ever catching the source of food she desires and needs the most. Frightened at disappointing and shaming her family Melody decides to not return home and sleep in the woods for the night and return in the morning with whatever prey she can find. As the icy rain begins to fall, each droplet increasing in size compared to the last, Melody stumbles upon an embankment with eerie log cabin sat isolated and alone. The warmth and security that the log cabin provides begins to lure Melody into a subtle dangerous trap. Famished and cold, Melody does not see the harm in inhabiting the log cabin for the night. If only Melody knew what dangers lurk within the cabin… Then maybe she would have changed her mind on staying the night.

DISCLAIMER: These are just suggestions, you don't have to do them. I just think they may help. Do you have problems writing characters? Well hopefully this guide's for you. Enjoy exploring the emotional depth and range of your character, stabbing stereotypes in the face and developing realistic characters, not perfect ones.

Holly's new, young teacher has a dark past, and a dangerous future. She soon finds herself charmed by his ways, and gets thrown into the chaos. Who knew having an ex-gangster for a teacher could be so troublesome? As Holly and Mr. Heywood grow closer, more questions about his past come upon Holly, as does danger. What is Mr. Heywood keeping from Holly? And why is it so bad? But most importantly, if she falls for him, could their relationship survive? After all... it would be a proscriptive relationship.

Facial Hair Confuses Babies. One of a number of random observations from an unprepared, unreliable and neurodiverse parent. This ...er... thingy, diatribe, publication, list, call it what you will is a collection of odd thoughts, random observations and general rubbish from the sleep deprived and generally caffeine-infused brain of a slightly frazzled parent. As with most parents, I'm still growing up alongside my kids and have realised that often they're probably more mature than I am. More intelligent too. Make of it what you will... a paper aeroplane seems like a good idea.... fold here...

After an accident claims her twin’s life, Addy’s “perfect life” falls apart. She had the greatest friends, the most understanding family, the perfect best friend who’s also her twin brother, but she lost everything in one snap. Her perfect life comes to an end. If that wasn’t bad enough, she is forced to live in Blue Cove, a small town in the eastern coast of California with an aunt she barely knew existed. Efforts on trying not to make things harder, she pretends to be the person she was before all the changes happened. Fun, outgoing, and cheerful. But in time, she realized she really wasn’t pretending anymore… unless it’s in front of him. Now here’s Nate. The completely annoying and irritating guy from her new neighborhood. Nate—the flaw in her life. The guy with the shell she couldn’t break. A person who might just have some depth he wouldn’t show. His cheerfulness runs on the surface, but what runs deeper? A story about loss, love, and learning as Addy realizes how much she was missing up until her brother’s death.

‘A seventeen year-old fairy godmother trainee gets a new assignment: The hottest GUY at school. Easy, right? Wrong.’ Magically poofing in somebody’s bathroom while that somebody is taking a shower is not the best way to start off a friendship—that, Remy learned the hard way. After screwing up her previous mission months ago, Remy, a teenage fairy godmother trainee, gets another assignment. And it’s not just another assignment: She’ll be having a MALE ‘godchild.’ To make it worse, he is the school’s hottest guy, a.k.a. Kyle Hughes. Oh, and let's not forget that she had a major crush on him since, like, forever. But when she magically appeared in his shower, everything went wrong. He hated her, he called her a pervert, he was convinced that she was deranged and mentally-retarded, and he didn’t want her help at all. But with Remy’s wish to have a full-on career as a certified fairy godmother at stake, she’ll do just about everything to find Kyle’s happily ever after, even if it did involve quite a few tricks, snakes, broken magic wands, more of her famous screw ups, nasty witches who are out to get her, and her heart breaking. Question is: What about HER happily ever after? Well, with her magic wand and her awesome poofing skills, anything is possible—NOT.

Hazel Adams, an average girl. She lives a normal life. She's happy... or is she? Yeah, she is. Incredibly happy. Her life is being filled with colour, because of the two boys she has in her life - Andrew and James: her best friend and boyfriend respectively.

She really never thought she'd be out there, in that moment. She was just supposed to be Catherine, a simple, normal girl, fighting the battles of High School. But why was fighting the battles of the world instead? She wasn't supposed to be throwing flames, materializing in her hands out of thin air, or growing out her orange fire- slash- hair, whipping it across and towards enemies, burning them into a crisp. But fate is always somehow twisted and unexpected— that being probably for the best.

Dear Everyone, Welcome . I am giving you a front-row seat to my journey to my dreams. There will be laughs, tears, and anger. And the first five seats are in the Splash Zone, so beware. Sit back, relax, and enjoy. Because this is my fight for fame.