(COMPLETED) Charlotte Summers is the last virgin in her school; a school where taking virginity is a sport. The sport has five main contenders: Tyler Bradshaw, the mysterious bad boy; Alec Jennings, the all-star athlete; Ian Jameson, the cocky rich guy; Beckett Cartwright, the renowned genius; and Lucas Chandler, her best friend. With all these guys determined to win the title of the Virginator, will Charlotte make it out alive with her virginity? tumblr link for pictures: http://thelastvirginstanding.tumblr.com/ Cover by @WeAreAHurricane [#4 Teen Fiction / #4 Humor]

You are now reading Books I and II in a combined format. They are presented here as a single volume. Book I is about a thirteen year old boy's journey into magical healing. It is a time of awakening. Awakening to who you are, what you are meant to be, of friends and young love, of power and its use for good or evil. Book I is the book of beginnings. Book II outlines the further adventures of Julian, Nicole and Brian after they have grown up. What's at stake is magnified exponentially as the extent and full power of the Tree becomes realized. Book III has just begun. (Oct 10 2014) Please go check on my profile page. :-) Here's a thought. ^.^ We Canadians sometimes spell things differently. Like 'neighbourhood', 'Paediatrics' or even 'honour'. How's that? :-) So, thank you all so much, but please do not edit my work for spelling or grammar. All right? :-) I'd rather get there on my own, eventually.

Nate and Talia have always been best friends. Right from the start they were inseparable. Inevitably, Talia had been secretly crushing on Nate, but when he suddenly moved to England he broke her heart and completely changed her. Now Nate's back and let's just 'The New Talia' isn't his favourite Talia. Talia may hate Nate now, but will they feel differently when they begin to know each other again? With a group of friends all set to play cupid and a tendency to always end up in crazy situations together, will these two best friends stay best friends for never, or will it turn into something more than that? Cover by NaturallyFiona

I keep seeing him on my bed. Every time I walk into my room; he’s there, curled up on top of my floral bedspread, just like always. But unlike always, I don’t snap at him to get out and call him a baby. No. Instead I curl up right next to him and take his small body within my arms, hugging as hard as I dare. And then I wake up, kiss his blonde locks and whisper that everything’s going to be okay. But as I climb out of bed and hold my hand out to him … He isn’t there. He’s never there. Not anymore.