His name was Miles. That's how tall he was... "From 50 feet away, I thought he was a volleyball pole. From 20 feet away, I knew that I was looking at a man, miles and miles of one, and the sand and the salt of the foam tapering at the edge of the Pacific, the haze of LA, and the warm sunlight that heated my bare shoulders, all melted into one another. I melted as well." How do you spell Romance? Your heart knows the font size. So go ahead and spell it. You deserve to be lifted to that special place, where love empowers and stress dissolves. Your are loved. You are beautiful. You are perfect. With Love, Samm... adult content *18+ available at http://tallsammlim.com

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.

"So," Coffee Shop Boy said. I was watching his web-show. He took my earlier and programmed his number into it. Out of curiosity, I texted him and asked him his name. Coffee Shop Boy said 'don't worry, cutie, watch my show and all will be revealed.' So here I am, watching his show as I tried not o look at my scars. "I met this girl today at the coffee shop I always go to. I won't say her name because I want her to do something for me at the end of the segment. Anyways, she was crying when we met and I wanted to know why. Fellas, you should never let a crying girl go unconsoled, even if you don't know her. I pulled her over to a table and started talking to her like we had know each other all out lives. This girl is beautiful, inside and out. But I noticed that she had these cuts on her wrists, and I thought 'why would such a beautiful girl feel the need to harm herself?'. I asked her about it, but she avoided my question easily. "Coffee Shop Girl, this is where I have to ask something of you. If you want to know my name, meet me at the Coffee Shop tomorrow after school. I''m gonna need a friend since we're going to the same school, after all." * * * Ophelia Bello is the daughter of divorced parents. She has two older siblings, one sister and one brother, that are biological and two more half-siblings. Her mother, who remarried three years ago, has almost completely forgotten about her and her father lives a new life with her twin brother. Her older sister is away at college and has seemed to forget her too. So she cuts to take the pain away. Ophelia meets Bram Stomes in the coffee shop where she used to work. She instantly feels wanted by the was he talks and pays attention to her. Maybe this is her reason to stop hurting herself. All rights reserved 2014 Jane Dugan

Mila is just your average teenager trying to finish her senior year of high school in one piece. Her father isn't making it any easier for her. And then there's this boy. He's the star soccer player but he never talks. Why? Because he has a secret, too...

~ "I remember everything. From the way his laughter became infectious, making me automatically smile and laugh with him, to the desperate screams that would forever echo in my mind." Tessa Hill never had to worry about anything else in the world. She was young, happy, and surrounded with her loving friends that included her big brother Jake. All was well and life was good. Until one accident changed everything. Now injured and withdrawn, Tessa struggles to face life on her own without her brother, but one person may be able to help her get through that. The same person she thought she remembered, but ultimately had forgotten . . . ~

Katie Holmes is a caffeine addict. Between college, and taking care of her brother, it's acceptable. Though, it doesn't help that the cafe down the street is full of handsome baristas, including one William Cerak in particular who has a mysterious scar on his wrist. Synopses will be the death of my publishing career.

As a teenage rock star, life tends to get a little messy. My name is Alaskay Royce, when I'm not working on the stage; I'm actually a human, trying to get my life together. SNEAK PEEK: Julius glanced at me, "What's with the look?" He let go of me, taking his key out to his R8, guys and their cars. I'm not surprised about Julius choice of car though, he's a racer. "I don't know about you but I'm still up for pizza." I said. He chuckled while we settled in the car, "Call for the delivery, we can watch gossip girls at home and I don't mind having a beer. Wait, do we have beer?" I narrowed my eyes at him, "Well, Julius, do we?" I tilted my head sweetly, knowing the answer well. He grinned, "I don't think so. Maybe we stop by the mart and do some top up?" "Bloody idiot," I smacked his side before getting my phone out and called for pizza, smiling along with my roommate.

Pineview High's Football team has a tradition. Before every game the Quarterback throws the ball randomly into the audience, and the lucky girl who catches it gets to kiss him which brings the team luck. For more than a decade, the tradition has been successful, until this streak has been broken when one girl refuses to give a kiss. What happens when its the final game that decides whether they make it to semi finals and Tessa gets hit by the ball? The exact same girl who happened to refused to give away a kiss before? What started of as a little thing called revenge, but things don't go by plan. One cold harsh jock along with a sarcastic and broken girl are thrown together, showing a side of them that no one ever knew existed. Its a change of plans.

Nicole's troubles started the night of her 10 year high school reunion. Devastated to find her first love happily married and her life not going as she had planned, she passes out drunk only to be brought home by a man wearing white loafers. Five years later she is forced to return to her hometown to help her family and finds she is not the only one whose life has changed paths. Nicole is determined to rebuild her life and save her childhood home. Through it all she hopes maybe, just maybe she'll find the owner of those white loafers.

Emma van der Bilt is clever, snarky, and spoiled rotten. William Knight is cocky, impatient, and slightly dimwitted. So how exactly did Will manage to kidnap Emma and her best friend twice and live to talk about it? *** "What the hell-" I screeched. "Good morning, sunshine." I looked up in alarm and saw the smirking face of my kidnapper. His face would have made me a lot angrier had it not been terribly swollen, thanks to yours truly. "I'd say good morning, but judging by the boner on your face, I'd say you weren't having such a good morning." His self-satisfied smirk fell almost instantly, and his partner-in-crime laughed out loud from the driver's seat. "Actually," he said, "I'm having a pretty good morning. My luck's about to change. You wanna know why?" I didn't answer. "I'll tell you why. I've successfully kidnapped the daughter of one of the richest men in the country." "Don't start counting your lucky stars just yet. This isn't over yet," I snapped. "Isn't it?" he asked, raising the eyebrow above his good eye. His other one remained in a permanent squint, and it made it kind of hard to take him seriously. "I'm not the one who's naked and tied up in a stranger's back seat." I glanced down at myself and noticed for the first time that I was in my bra and panties. Honestly, I was kind of relieved. When he'd said "naked," I'd assumed he meant birthday-suit naked, not half-naked. *** Warning: Rated PG-13 for sexual content and language. Mostly language. I have a colorful vocabulary.