[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]

The Offering only happens once every hundred years, but when it does, two people are brought together for partnership, bound by a vow that is stronger than marriage, and forced to kill others for the pride of their country. Brielle couldn't get over the fact that she met Talin. In addition to being one of this year's defender for The Offering, Talin was cunning, strong, and beautiful. Talin, unfortunately, also wants her dead.

17 year old Scarlet Redmond has a secret, and that secret is the beautiful, smart, goody-goody popular girl Jacqueline Hunter. Living in Deep Wood, a rural farming town in Idaho that hasn't changed much since the 1800s, Scarlet has to keep her relationship with Hunter a secret lest they fall prey to the homophobic bullying of their classmates. One day, on her way to visit her grandmother, Scarlet meets the enigmatic social pariah known as Mara Wolf, a mysterious girl surrounded by infamy and damning rumors. Wolf doesn't seem to want to leave Scarlet alone, and there's something about her infuriating smile that makes it seem as though Wolf knows everyone's secret... even Scarlet's. **** This story was written as an entry for the @lgbtq 'Once Upon A Time' contest.

This isn't a deep book about first loves or self-discovery. If you want a book like that, I'd be happy to recommend one, but I don't have that kind of story to tell. Instead my story is about rash decisions and finding out that your dream guy is bad in bed. It's the story of when I finally went skinny dipping, and how my life was never the same again. Oh, and it's also the story of my freshman year of college and realizing Mr. Right might have been there all along.