"Is this how it feels, Charlotte? To talk to someone when you're blind? You can't see their face or expression or their hands; you just focus on their voice and let their words wash over you?" ... Everyone is judged by their book cover, how they are portrayed to others. You have the choice to discard this judgment, to not let it affect you, or live up to the expectations. It may seem incredibly simple and obvious to do the first one, but when the world is literally against you, when both Heaven and Hell have turned their backs to you, what more is there to do than live up to what people always thought? Tyler Emery and Charlotte O'Brien were as different as fire and rain, one loving the attention of others and the lure of vice, the other quick to be immersed in the joy and tranquility of sculpting. Nothing could have prepared them for the journey they must take together, one of loneliness, self-hatred, and fear to find their places in the world, where they truly belong, and where they won't be inhibited by their Book Covers.

⚠️ CAUTION: UNDER CONSTRUCTION , CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN ⚠️ Copyright © 2015 by imnotshortimfunsized Life is not guaranteed. It's not something we've earned, or deserve. It's a gift that God himself has given us. It's crazy, stupid, and beautiful. But life has quite a nasty lover, death. They are in a constant tango, when one life is taken another one is given. While one family sits at a grave sight watching their loved one return to dust, another watches a beautiful baby's birth. No matter how hard we try, we can never prevent the inevitable. Like it or not, you have an expiration date. We all do. But, is everything in this life as it seems? Why is it that my life is falling apart, but a drug dealer/rapist is getting rich with his toes in the sand? Why am I being hunted? Why am I someone's prey? Why me? Why am I falling for the man that yearns to see the life drain from my body? My death has become a game of some sorts... for both of us. He tries to kill me, he fails, we spend the night together, and in the morning hes gone. To be honest., I would never admit to myself that I fell inlove with my killer... a killer that was very bad at his job... killing. I was #1 on his kill list, and I knew it. But I had always pondered on the question that still remained... If he really did get a good chance to kill me... would he do it? It had always upset me if I had pondered on the question for too long, and to be honest I don't really know why. Afterall he had been trying to kill me for 4 years now, and he still had not succeded. There were still many, many questions that have not been answered... Why is he so strong and fast? Why is he so inhumanly gorgeous? Why hasn't he killed me already? Why does he want to kill me? Does he... like me back? My name is Saphire Williams. And I am falling for the fallen.

In the year 1977 Bellatrix Lestrange and Lord Voldemort made a teenee tiny little mistake, and so 9 months later, Ella Marvolo Riddle was born. Therefore was said that she was adopted by you-know-who. In 1980 after her father went missing just three years after she was born from attempting to kill Harry Potter, she is left with her godparents, the Malfoys. But as she begins her fifth year at Hogwarts, rumors of her fathers return begin to circulate. What will her new found friends think if they ever discovered the truth? *This fanfic is largely a bit of fun and practice, I don't totally take a lot of it seriously*

This book is now available on Amazon and unfortunately they won't allow me to put it up elsewhere for free, not even the unedited draft. Sorry! The Vikings! Aelswyn had heard about them, all the tales of their barbaric behaviour, the rapes and pillages, the massacres, the burnt villages. But she never thought they would dare to attack her father's stronghold. And that they would succeed...

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

For years the story of Peter Pan has circled the minds of our children, the magic, the pirates, the romance... The world of Neverland fascinated everyone along with the marvellous adventures of the Darling family... But as always young children grow up and the Darlings returned to the normality of the London City to age but what if Wendy didn't age; not really, what if she spent every lasting hour dreaming about the boy she once met? The one boy who couldn't grow up?

Mia is a 17 year old girl living in a house full of animals... Literally. I'd like to say that she has a normal life with normal friends and a normal lap dog, but she doesn't. She is a werewolf, and she lives in a house where teen wolves are taken in after being abandoned by their parents. Trying to survive there is a nightmare, so will she make it when real trouble arises?

Victoria's life has been hell ever since she was little. Her dad abuses her constantly and her mother looks the other way. She feels lost in this world with no help coming her way, but one day she discovers a letter on her bed that will change her life FOREVER. This story is all rights reserved so back off! (: