It’s 3:23 in the morning. I’m sitting in my bed with a large jar of melted marshmallows. Ryder’s suppose to be here in ten minutes with a large jar of melted chocolate. How he came up with this prank, the world may never know. Why I agreed to help him, the world may never know. Ryder Sweet and Gabi Gomer have never gotten along, ever since they were kids. Because Gabi's house is infested with bugs, she's forced to spend three solid weeks with her enemy. From peanut butter beds to cars full of water balloons, who knows what these two are capable of.

“Fuck,” I whisper, shutting my eyes and clunking my head to the door. “Where were you going, Scar?” Ace breathes, smirking like he’s been dying to do this all morning. Might as well not lie. “I was going to hot wire your car and drive back to California, grab all my cash, fly to Europe, live there for a couple weeks, and then drink myself to death.” His smirk drops. “That’s not funny.” “Never said it was.” A quiet moment drifts through as I lazily stare at him. “You’re serious?” “Yep.” Scarlett Hunter is only 19 and has already killed 65 vampires. It's drilled into her mind that vampires are bad, and they always will be. That is, until Ace Caplin decides to enter her world via her kitchen.

Juliette is a human. Your typical quiet girl, the one who's always listening to music and blocking herself out of the world. Romeo is a werewolf. He's your typical popular playboy, the one who's always throwing crazy parties and dating his 'mate' Kassidy. Romeo thinks he's already found his mate, but boy is he wrong. SO wrong. TERRIBLY wrong. Plus, he's got the werewolf police up his ass, trying to hunt him down for God knows what. " Let's put it this way: Werewolves are friendly. If you pull their tall though, they're going to go all ape shit on your ass." -Romeo Ross

These are all little itty bitty stories that are just here to make you happy. They never end; I just keep posting and posting these ideas that pop into my head or dreams that come to me in my sleep. There's never a sad ending, just a dash of humor, and just enough perfection to get you to smile. I hope they make you as happy as I was when I was writing them. Otherwise I'll cry and drown myself in Ben and Jerry's Cinnamon Buns ice cream. I'm just kidding. ...Or am I?