Boy next door is charming. Boy next door is dangerous. Boy next door is on house arrest. * * * * * They've been neighbors for as long as Juliet can remember. You'd think being neighbors, they would have been friends by now. Not the case. They've been sworn enemies since Jack dumped sand down her shirt in the 1st Grade. Juliet Sanders lives next door to Jack McKinnon, the boy on house arrest for being the prime suspect in a murder investigation. That's only because his father paid off the judge, of course, or he'd be behind bars until the trial. The McKinnon family stays in the spotlight. Jack's mom is a famous author, his dad a movie producer. Juliet watches Jack. Whether if he's going for a swim or walking laps around the house at 3 in the morning. Something always piqued her curiosity. It takes Juliet getting locked out of her house to finally face the mysterious boy next door. And he's definitely not rainbows and butterflies. Juliet's curiosity may just get her in trouble. *Slowly editing FULLY* Note: KKKANGAROO has been really kind and has helped me edit some chapters. :)

Fairytales. The stories we loved as children. The stories that filled our heads with thoughts of Prince Charming. That infamous prince that is so utterly perfect. Fuck that. You've read The Fucked Up Fairytale Chronicles. You know that fairytales don't exist. Neither does Prince Charming. You've gotten into the heads of our Heroines, our fucked up Princess's and Queens. But what about our Prince's and Kings? Ever wonder what goes their head? Well it isn't always pretty, even if their face is. It's about as fucked up as out Princess's and Queens. Welcome to the hellish depths of the men in the Fucked Up Fairytale Chronicles.