** Highest Ranking: #1 in Short Story ** Brittney Marie Claire had lacked one thing her entire life: Courage. But before entering college, she decided to show some real courage and do that one thing she had wanted to do ever since seventh grade. Telling Michael how much she loved him. So she called her longtime crush, Michael Haywood and confessed her feelings for him. The plan was perfect, she was going to walk away and never look back. However, she realized that she had dialed the wrong number. And the guy called back. Cover credit: @mellifluouswords

Lilah is the plain, simple girl that no one notices. She's just another face in the crowd, nothing more. Her world is very different from the ones of her two best friends, which causes them to rarely see each other. So, they share a notebook. They write their feelings and their secrets in this notebook and it is only passed between them. Until Lilah loses it in the hallway. Reece is the school's bad boy, street fighter, and also the boy who finds Lilah's notebook. But Reece doesn't want to be nice and simply give the notebook back to her, not unless he gets something out of it. How far will Lilah go to get her notebook back? Guess you'll have to read to find out. ;) (This is not edited)

What happens when she's your Juliet but you're not her Romeo? Ivan Patricks is that one boy who would always have TROUBLE written on his forehead. He is having the time of his life... until he meets Tamara McLethe. A seemingly cute girl, just mildly strange in her own unique way. She forgets things almost instantly. As weird as it may seem to Ivan, he finds himself drawn into Tamara and was caught up with the challenge of searching ways to remind her everyday. Will a love like this find its way to a happy ending even if it means there's a possibility of forgetting in a minute? (Not your ordinary-cliche amnesiac story. This is written in anime style. Read at your own risks. :)) P.S: Forgive the silliness and weirdness of this story. Should you wish to proceed, please know that the 3rd wall will be broken countless of times in this story. If you don't like it, remember- you've been warned.

Love should be easy, like falling asleep in a chair, or so he thought.

[MAJOR EDITING] Aside from her breathtaking beauty and desirable personality the young spy Isabella Garcia is far from lovely. She's intelligent, dangerous, deadly, and positively any villain's worst nightmare. She's placed on a mission going undercover to win the trust and love of the most feared Don, Lorenzo Russo. Only to take down the powerful mafia he's built from nothing. She's determined to take down the handsome, cold, arrogant boss regardless of the tempting lustful desires. ...Or so she thought after one night takes a turn leading the original plan through stressful obstacles. What will happen when the hate and pretending between the two turns into forbidden love? Who will Isabella betray at the end, her agency or her love? ______ His hand remains on the back of my neck, the cold glass brushing my lips, and I drink. The bitter, acidic, tart fruit flavor overpowering the sweet cake. Lorenzo's light eyes darken with fierce, anger as he watches me swallow the wine then finally parting the glass away from my mouth. The cup almost shattering in his hold before letting it go onto the wooden table. His thumb grazed my lips, staining red with the leftover wine. He scans his finger then brings it to his mouth, his blazing look remaining back on me. My stomach is twisting. My universe is spinning with insanity. He speaks low so only we can hear, "Try that again Isabella and I'll have you wishing I poison you." Started 3/5/21

"Whoa, Sawyer, your fucking pants are red, man." The color drained from my face and I tried to recall the last time I had my period. "Dude, are you bleeding from your dick? Should I call 911?" Fuck. •••• Being a girl is pretty hard. Being dared to disguise as a boy for a whole school year is even harder. Falling in love with a boy while being disguised as one is unbearable.

Anxiety is a normal human emotion that everyone experiences at times. Whereas anxiety disorder is a serious mental illness. I believe that nothings too serious to never get rid off and thus call it my passion I help people with anxiety disorders. It's like depression and since cuddling is a natural antidepressant drug, that's exactly what I do. I do the CUDDLE SERVICE. NOTE: this book is pathetic, millions of GRAMMAR ERRORS, SPELLING AND TYPOS!! Read at your own RISK!! if you're a grammar nazi and enter this book and comment about how shitty grammar is, you know what you are :) it's start with lett--oh you f*cking know. *UNDER EDITING* Cover by: Me @kreachermuch #3 in Humor 5/19/15 PLEASE CHECK OUT THIS AMAZING TRAILER!! http://youtu.be/-TXFOI7X20U Thank you so much @starsandsky for the amazing trailer Edited by: Zeyda2323 © All Rights Reserved 2015 kreachermuch

***AVAILABLE AS A PAPERBACK ON AMAZON*** Warning: More than half the chapters are taken down due to a copyright agreement with the published Amazon version. Alexa Parker is your typical high school golden girl. But when her best friend commits suicide, she loses everything, including herself. Left with nothing but an ominous letter addressed to her, Alexa finds herself spiraling down a dark tunnel. One she won't be able to get out of alone. Then there's charming and sweet Blake. He wants to show Alexa how to live again and show her that she's stronger than she thinks. But overcoming her personal demons may prove harder for Alexa than she thought. With the help of Blake and his sisters, Alexa finds herself and learns to love in the process. - achievements: #1 in suicide prevention cover by @ashleethegoodgirl

Highest Rank: #1 in Romance, #2 in Humor What happens when you're walking down the street, with one of the best coffees in hand, turn around for one second... Then the next thing you know, the world is spinning and you've landed in the arms of one of the most gorgeous organisms of the male species. With the best coffee, you've ever had, spilt on his grey v-neck? Or maybe when you're drunk off your head, can't walk in a straight line with a heel that is broken and your makeup smudged with a bottle of beer in your hand... Then the next thing you know the world is spinning and that same gorgeous organism has you in his arms with the strong smell of your beer on his leather jacket? When it comes to Ryan Einstein, Alexis Harrington needs a little help. Especially when her only instinct is to say..."Shit! I'm sorry!" © All Rights Reserved 2018 Camerybear

[Highest Rank; #3 in Humor 3/27/17] --- I was unable to keep myself from blushing. "I'm not his girlfriend." "Yet." Ryder and Benjamin said simultaneously. "Oh, so the conceitedness runs in the family?" I asked with a roll of my eyes. "I'm afraid so. Now, tell me more about yourself." "Well, I like playing soccer a lot. And if I were to choose between my books and human beings, then I choose books. Also, I think your brother is annoying and has too big of an ego. But wanna know something?" He nodded. I stopped the car at the traffic light and turned back to him. Leaning into his ear, I whispered loud enough for Ryder to hear, "I think I like him." --- The art of breaking hearts is an inscrutable, prepossessing, abstract art. Never ever will you go through with breaking someone's heart without having your own broken. And it would be very eccentric if one did not go through the process of having their own heart shattered into millions of pieces when trying to do the same to another. Unfortunately, I learned that the hard way. --- [extended description inside] Copyright ©2016 sadreadingchick All rights reserved.