I was the 6th-grade "slut." And I kept a diary. So I decided to create The UnSlut Project in the hopes that my own diary entries could provide some perspective to girls who currently feel trapped and ashamed. I am publishing these entries one at a time, without changing a single word except for the names of the people involved. My limited commentary, which is confined to brackets in each entry, is meant to provide the relief of my current perspective, fifteen years later. The UnSlut Project: Working to undo the dangerous slut shaming in our schools, communities, media, and culture by sharing knowledge and experiences.

[Before you begin reading just a quick warning; this story has painfully slow updates, it is also very cliche but it does improve as the story goes on] When Jade Everett was ten years old, her first kiss was stolen by Jared Felton. Six years later Jade has still not forgiven him, although she doesn't really have to worry about it seen as she knows she will never see him again. This all changes when none other than the Jared Felton enrolls in her school, looking more gorgeous than ever. Jared quickly becomes worshipped at Eastwood high, despite his bad attendance record, awful attitude, low care tolerance for school and the cocky smirk which never seems to leave his lips; he still finds a way to make everyone in a 10K radius fall in love with him. Well, everyone except Jade. And Jared is willing to do anything to change that. Can Jared win Jade over, or will he always just be the boy who stole her first kiss? ♥My Stolen First Kiss reached #1 on Teen Fiction 20/8/14 ♥My Stolen First Kiss reached #1 on Humor on 20/8/14 [Story will be properly edited when completed]

Shay is a girl who has many things that she hides, even from her closest friends Alex and Issac. Her life seems to be tumbling into an oblivion. She then meets a girl who has so much in common with her. She also meets a boy who understands her. She is met with two choices. Does she hide from everything and give up or does she choose someone to be with?

Opposites. That's what they are. They say the eyes are the window to the soul. But what if they were the mirrors of another? What if they could tell a story. A story of a broken family, a broken heart, and a broken boy. Broken into two. And yet here she is Trying to fix a shattered mirror with a million pieces. But before that she must endure the pain of a million cuts. Because a rainbow can only come after a hurricane. ~~~~ Jason Keller and Evan Kingston. One high school daydream is having his power seized from beneath his own fingertips when social media starts to blow up about a new foreign exchange student. An all-around bunny boy who has it all verses a smooth-talking french unknown heartthrob. ~~~~ And what do we get? ~~~~ One insanely hot and one insanely quick witted hotheaded boys who cant stand the sight of one another, and yet no one knows why but it doesn't matter, the girls still scream their names anyway. ~~~~ It's not like it hasn't happened before in the eyes of Felicity Johnson, your go to go girl if your looking up the definition of normal, even if she is the heir of a multimillion dollar corporation, not that anyone has to know. It's more of just a tweet whizzing past her ear when the commotion starts. But when Felicity is all of a sudden swept off her feet with boy troubles, two more all of a sudden pop up out of no where. Two totally not-my-cup-of-jo guys who are as different a criminal and a cop on different sides of a mirror. But what happens when Felicity is forced to look into the mirror and sees something she shouldn't? Can she keep a secret even though one of her own is revealed? Will Felicity be the good girl she's suppose to be, or will she be the criminal that she's always wanted to. ~~~~ A/N: I am honored to give credit for my amazing covers to @xx_somerholic_xx @katerina__xx and @pink_valentine and for their amazing dedication as well as their talented skills to make my covers possible tysm guys ily \(^3^)/

"*Completed*"I froze the first boy I ever kissed. And I don't mean he got cold feet..." Megan is pretty unhappy when she's forced to move to a tiny, freezing town in Canada. It's going to be totally boring, right? Things heat up when she discovers that she possesses a growing power that's becoming more and more difficult to control. Not only that, but the power has attracted some interesting people. A smouldering young man who claims to be her rescuer, and his icy but attractive enemy. They're both claiming to be the good guy, so who exactly is she supposed to trust? Megan finds herself embroiled in an ancient battle between two kingdoms, slowly discovering an identity she never knew she had. Cover designed by Marie Tilmant

Lily is just your everyday, normal teenage girl. She may be the daughter of Fall Out Boy's Patrick Stump, but all that doesn't change her personality. Later on though, everything changes. The people around her aren't who they seem, and neither are her friends. Nothing is what it seems. All turns to hell.

Life isn't going too great for high school student Richard Dawson. For some strange reason everyone hates him. His parents kicked him out of the house, everyone in his class bullies him, and even random people on the street spit at him. All of that changes when one day he receives a package from his parents, a golden bracer with an infinity insignia on it. After putting on this ancient heirloom, Richard is whisked away to a world where the impossible becomes possible; a world of magic. There Richard soon finds that he possess a rare and strange type of magic within him, a magic that can change the world. Synopsis written by Gastroboom.

Can a natural killer learn to be human again? Regan's unique talent for murder makes her a perfect assassin. After a lethal encounter leaves her broken body washed up on a beach, she finds herself adopted by a group of teenage bodyguards. She doesn't intend to stay for long, but soon Regan finds herself faced with a choice: become a hero or stay a villain? *** The boy played with the flat brim of the cap in his hands and looked around the room. He sat back in his chair, trying to look casual, but the heel of his hi-top sneaker drummed rapidly on the concrete floor. Regan sat opposite him with her legs crossed and her hands folded on her tartan skirt. She watched him without a word and brushed a strand of blue-dyed hair behind her ear. Somehow this seemed to unsettle him more. 'Calm down,' she said. 'It's just murder.' *** Author's Note: Darkness Girl: Trickster God is represented by Louise Fury from The Bent Agency. P.S. The epic cover was made by Paul Kopetko (you can stalk him at paulkopetko.com). Enjoy!

Note from MC: Stop. Do not read this story. It was written by a 13-year-old girl who really needed a reality check. Legit, the amount of embarrassment I have for this story is innumerable, so please just... no. "I'm abused by my dad. So what? Are you going to save me? Are you going to miraculously take me away from him? Didn't think so. Stay out of my business, Mr. Carter. I can handle myself," I snapped. He was really starting to get annoying with all these questions. Couldn't he take a hint? He leaned down, getting into my personal space again, and stared into my eyes. "You're fifteen, Deserae; you can't handle yourself. And to answer your question: Yes, I am going to save you. With or without your permission." And he walked away. Leaving me stunned, confused, and breathless. As always. *I WAS ONLY 13ISH WHEN I WROTE THIS, SO IT'S IN NEED OF EDITING THAT I WILL NEVER DO. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED*