Napansin agad ni Laura Arden ang mga kakaibang bagay sa bayan ng Van Zanth sa unang araw niya pa lamang dito. Lalo na noong nalaman niyang sa isang lumang mansion siya titira. Pakiramdam niya nagsisinungaling si Aunt Helga noong sinabi nito na silang dalawa lang ang nakatira doon. There are certain times Laura feel someone's presence inside the place. Isa pa ano bang meron sa third floor bakit hindi pwedeng pumunta doon? LIVING WITH A HALF BLOOD Genre: Fantasy Mystery Adventure Romance "She may not be living with normal people." written by: april_avery

May apat na lalaki puro pangit ng ugali. May masungit may mayabang may playboy at may parang mahinhin pero wagas makapagsalita *Nagbago ang lahat ng dumating sa buhay nila ang apat si na mga babae... Because Of You....

I'm a rude, snobbish, and arrogant type of person. I don't care about the feelings of others. Yes, I'm a heartless jerk, but childish at the same time. Not until I met someone A girl who's not perfect but loves me so much for who I am, a girl who gives me hope, and a girl who turns me from being a beast into a softhearted person. A woman who is not beautiful and perfect but accepted me completely and loved me truly. Yeah, I know I'm weird, but I think she is the one I want to see walking down the aisle towards me.

Meet the kids who go to Clarence High School. They are the offspring of Wall Street’s richest. The kids who spend Christmas vacation in Prague, or a spring break on a private island in the Caribbean perhaps. All males of the school can be seen in custom pleated salmon shorts flawlessly matched with polos complementary to their skin color. The females wear items fresh off New York runways. The entire school is comprised of cloned prepsters bound to be the future frat and sorority kings and queens of Harvard and Yale. Anyone who has the guts to reshape the cookie cutter is utterly destroyed. Five, and only five students out of the one thousand-four-hundred-fifty-six kids who attend my school dare to question the status quo. Ringo - the hypothetical rock star who believes in his fantasies so much he is constantly being tested for mental illness. Sid - the only Goth child with the audacity to step foot onto the perfectly groomed campus. Let’s not forget Nathan - who has the IQ of a genius and came in second place in the National Science Fair. Billy - the only “normal” person I choose to associate with who wants nothing more but to blend in (a much too over rated concept if you ask me). Then of course there’s me, the twin sister of the Queen Brat who thinks she owns the entire town and represents everything negative in life. The five of us make up Call Paul Fife, soon to be known as the greatest band to ever walk the earth. The plan to get there? Simple. Win “Allergic To Silence,” only the greatest music contest of all time that only occurs once every ten years. (Needless to say it’s a one shot to fame kind of story). The catches: Don’t get caught cutting school for the contest, don’t let evil twin sister or her minions blackmail me into a corner, and get the slimy new kid out of my hair. The lesson I will teach the snotty world: ripped up jeans and underdogs win, especially when the odds are stacked against us.

"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.

Sienna Beckham is a powerful witch, and along with her four fiercely protective Keepers, it is her destiny to maintain the balance of nature in this world. Tonight, it's the town carnival and everyone will be there: Sienna's family; her friends; her protectors. Archer. Laughter and flirtation await. But in a few hours, Sienna's life will have changed forever and her powers stretched to their very limits. For something is lurking in the forest… Murder. Sorcery. Revenge. And no one sees it coming. The Keepers: Sienna is a free prequel brought to you by HarperImpulse. To find out what happens at the end, download the first book in this exciting new paranormal romance trilogy now. Buy The Keepers: Archer: http://smarturl.it/thekeepersamazon

Enter the year 2099AD - a living hell of industrial wastes, a dying planet, poverty, and high tech crime. When a mismatched group of youths are thrown together under dire circumstances, they learn that Time will be reset. They are the Octad - the eight mortals with Divine Blood, prophesied to save the world from a dismal end. With help from a benevolent Olympian god, they struggle to learn everything they need to know in the new Earth. The Age of Man is coming to a close, and Time will be reset... © Gina Maye Millar 2013 - 2017 Cover image by Darshelle Stevens (www.darshellestevensphotography.com)

Meet Baylee. Sweet, young, depressed, adventurous, beautiful- oh... Did you catch that? Yes, depressed. Her daily struggle with depression is something she hasn't shared with anyone. Who wants to be bothered with her with crap, right? It's not like she has many friends to talk to anyways, and its not like her family gives a rats ass, right? Well, that all changes when she meets Jc. At one trip to the vending machines at a stop on the O2L tour, Jc meets Baylee, the gorgeous red head with the most vibrant green eyes. Baylee and Jc go on a tour around the city, getting the chance to talk and get to know each other for a whole day. But at the end of the day is where it all ends... Or so they thought. When these two completed different people become intimate, their bond and love for one another is like something you'd read out of a romance novel... But not all good things can last forever. Or can Jc and Baylee, against all odds, stay together until the end? *WARNING: Foul language, minor drug use* All rights reserved @CorrinaWalsh copyright 2014. Cover by @uapukan21 :D

Normalcy is for the weak Maisha is a pretty normal girl. Sure, she doesn't remember the first 18 years of her life, but weirder things happen, right? It's not like someone took away her memories to make her forget that she's an alien, heir to a throne, and the most powerful witch in existence. Nor does she have an undead fairy godmother (along with a bunch of ghosts for relatives) whose sole afterlife entertainment is haunting her. And there's NO way she's married to an actual dragon/ancient-warrior/wanna-be-superhero (who hates her guts) in the name of peace. Or is there? Who decides what's normal anyway?