THEY ATTACKED TWO RIDERS. THEY THOUGHT IT WOULD BE EASY. THEY WERE WRONG. A band of thieves set upon two lonely riders in the middle of the night. They had a larger party. They had the element of surprise. There was no reason to be concerned, but they didn’t realize who they were dealing with. No prior knowledge of The Riyria Revelations or The Riyria Chronicles is required to enjoy it to its fullest, making this a perfect introduction for new readers or a chance for Riyria veterans to spend a little more time with old friends. NOTE: This was originally published as the first chapter of Theft of Swords (Book #1 and Book #2 of The Riyria Revelations), so for those who have that book...you already have this story.

Spray Painted Bananas is a romantic comedy about Amber, a broke temp working in a catering firm in London, who after one too many evenings scrounging free wine from wacky art gallery openings with her best friend Farrell, decides there’s no reason she can’t become a conceptual artist herself. A chance meeting with the wealthy, young art curator, Elliott Frinton-Smith, sets things off in a desirable direction. Now all Amber needs is a brilliant idea to grab the attention of the nation. Spray Painted Bananas explores love and ambition with the touch of the absurd and plenty of bananas. It is OUT NOW published under the title THE TEMP by Harper Collins.

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

Marie Summers was a spy. That is, until something major happened, and she got kicked off the force. Now, all she wanted was to fit in with all the other regular teenage girls. But, 5 certain boys in one certain band had to mess that all up. They captured her. They took her away from society and all normality that might've ever existed...might've. Marie's past is the only thing that can save her, but the only thing she wants to keep secret. What will the boys think when they find out who Marie really was? What happens when they try to use Marie in a way she doesn't approve of? And what will the boys think when something goes terribly wrong when Marie is reunited with her long term enemy?

Normality. Its the veil many of us use to hide our differences, to hide our faults, to hide our secrets. For Elsa Arendalle, there is no difference. She hides a secret that sets her so far apart from others, it could kill her. After her parents tragic death, Elsa and her sister, Anna, were forced to flee the government, to flee the orphanages and flee the foster homes. So they set up their own group of people. A group of run-aways and vagabonds. Elsa becomes the city wide fear and a bed time story to frighten children into obedience. Then, a mass-murderer escapes prison and goes after one person, Elsa. How will she survive detection of her identity, and escape the mass-murderer bent on killing her? *under the process of editing*

Almost had everything. Now Regretting.

A short Fairytale about a girl and a strange blue flower.