"When I tell you that he hates me, you'll probably assume it's because he's a jerk...but you'd be wrong. He's not a jerk. I am." --- Several years ago tragedy struck Emma's home, leaving her broken... like a cup with cracks spiraling and slithering around the edges. Slowly, bitterness crept in like tar, hardening between each fracture to resemble a deceitful wholeness. She became a monster, and targeted her venom on the sweetest person she could find: Trinity Nixon. Too bad the boy Emma longed for was Trinity's brother. Now, as Emma fights to win the heart of the boy who despises her, she's forced to hide her demons. She paints her fragile cup in pinks, yellows, and oranges - all the colors of the sun. She paints on a smile, and an unusual sense of humor, so that the world will view her as bright and cheerful, when in reality she's breaking. But she's completely unprepared for the acidic truth that melts away the tar, demolishing her shell, and awakening the Emma White buried deep inside. --- Book 1 in The Dismantled Pride series *Story was previously titled "Faking It"

Now available as Audiobook on Audible India. Spring. It's the season to love, share, and find happiness. But for Tyler? Not really. To her, it's just another long boring holiday season going back home. Spending her spring break lazing around the home, doing homework, getting up to date with all her favorite TV shows, and baking endless amounts of cakes. What she didn't expect is for her mother to rent out their house for the break. And to none other than her school's swimming team. Suddenly Tyler finds herself surrounded by four, hot and gorgeous, forever half-naked guys and she can't help but think that this year her spring break would suck. Or not. And with her mother in full-on match-making mode, something is bound to happen. [Highest Rank: #1 in Humor] [Wordcount: 150,000-200,000 words]

In fairytales, all it takes is one glance between long lost lovers for their passion to reignite, but this is not a fairytale. This is the story of Rosalie and Greyson: the girl who cares too much, and the boy who doesn't seem to care at all.

Addison Knight is my name, playing nice is not my game. Well, that's not completely true. It's only with the Daniels' that I'm not civil. They're annoying, bothersome, jerks who are practically my brothers. We grew up together so we're always on each others nerves. On my seventeenth birthday - the year my parents agreed to take me on a road trip - my life turns into a disaster. Call me over dramatic if you want, but when your cozy little trip across the country suddenly turns into a massive, chaotic circus, you're not going to be the happiest goldfish in the box. *** © This story, "The Road Trip," is protected under copyright laws. Any infringement of this copyright is punishable by law. © Posted 5/20/12 Completed 7/30/12

Halte es aus, wenn der Schmerz über dich einbricht. Es kann lange dauern, doch am Ende ist ein Licht. - "Alles wird gut" er strich mir eine Strähne hinter mein Ohr. Tränen fließen über mein Gesicht. Wie viele Tränen kann man weinen? Wie viel Last kann deine Schulter tragen? Ich umarmte seinen Oberkörper und vergrub meinen Kopf an seiner Brust. Der Duft , der mir Kraft gibt und der Junge , den ich liebe. "Ich bin bei dir" flüstert er und nimmt meinen Kopf in seine Stärken Hände. Ich schaute in seine blauen Augen und verlor mich wieder einmal. Er kam mit seinem Gesicht näher und ich schloss meine Augen und spürte seine weichen Lippen auf meinen , die mir die Kraft geben stark zu sein.

❝I- what? What are you talking about? Who is this?❞ ❝Well the bathroom stall says that this number is the gateway to a good time, and unless you're trying to say that a bathroom stall is lying to me, I think I need a little more information to be sold. Do you have like a yelp page I could look up? Past customer reviews? How many stars out of five?❞ ❝What are yo- oh my god, I'm going to fucking kill Marie.❞ (alternatively called: a lot of people shit with pens) written in dialogue // cover by xhemmingshugsx

He slowly pulls away, running his fingers across my cheeks, enticingly.❝ Shh, don't cry.❞ ❝I bet my mascara is totally ruined❞, I reply into his chest, and he laughs a little, smiling his crooked smile at me. ❝Don't worry❞, he whispers, pulling me closer, ❝You're more beautiful now than you've ever been before. And you're more beautiful to me with every passing minute.❞ (Full description inside) #5 in adventure

UNDER EXTREME EDTING NO HARSH COMMENTS ABOUT GRAMMER , SPELLING. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED 'The scars you can't see are the hardest to heal'

Highest Rank: #1 in Action #58 in Teen Fiction #225 in Romance ========================================================================= Cathrine Blackwood is the outcast at school. Hated by everyone she knows with the exception of her best friend. Her double life Black Widow attacks underground fighting. Caleb Grant is the mysterious Bad Boy. He comes out of nowhere and immediately takes an interest in Cat. Determined to befriend her and find out who she really is, Caleb discovers that he will get more than he asked. Will Cathrine be able to accept another guy into her heart? Will she open up and get over her past? Will Caleb be the one to open her up? &--------------=====================================================--------------& FIRST BOOK! PLEASE IGNORE THE CLICHES, GRAMMAR PROBLEMS, SPELLING ERRORS, ETC!! COMMENT AND VOTE!! <3

(alternatively called: slow burn, second-hand embarrassment, and shenanigans) A girl made up of short fuses, clumsy feet and copious amounts of sarcasm has to team up with her irritatingly obnoxious neighbour in the name of love (also known as raging teenage hormones). Because in the grand scheme of things, what's a little deal with the devil? (Spoiler Alert: absolute chaos.) cover by xdemonsflowerx