Alexis White isn't your average teenage girl. In fact, she's the total opposite of what you call normal. Popular, yet the leader of a dangerous gang in a small city known as Rivertown. People adore her, but she has made sure she kept her distance. For she knows, getting too close to someone could only hurt her. With a messy past she does not like to speak of, her annoying yet lovable roommate Riley, and two hours worth detention sessions with her arch enemy Logan Carter, she has a handful to deal with. Throw in Riley's hot brother, gang fights and terrible hangovers, what is in store for Lexi?

Ashton can't take care of his own brother, so his parents hire a babysitter. © goldenstarkey | 2014

a letter, i didn't know any better

An old piano, a guitar named Nigel, a run away girl and a flame haired singer/songwriter meet unexpectedly in a music shop one chilly December evening.

two cousins. two girls. a sleepover. and a night to unravel things they thought they already knew about each other. and a bed as a witness to their teenage-ry secrets. [copyrights 2014]

Sicilian heiress Laila Fiorenza is ordered by her strict father to meet the Greek billionaire fiancé of her runaway twin sister in her stead in order to keep the Fiorenza's prestige intact. But can this prim and proper princess truly shoulder this sham of an arrangement as a substitute bride? *** The sweet and lovely Laila Fiorenza was groomed to be a perfect lady by her prestigious and noble Sicilian family. But what happens when she is given a task of a lifetime by her own father--to pretend to be her rebel twin sister and meet Nikos Pallis, the fiancé of the runaway Leila? Can she truly adjust from her sheltered life in the old town in Sicily for bustling New York as a substitute bride? Cover design by Rayne Mariano

Taryn Calla was a prodigy. She was the 9th best violinist in the world. Played in Carnegie Hall at the age of eleven, competed in National competitions at the age of twelve, world events at the age of fifteen. Her entire life revolved around music; she was even home-schooled to have more time to practice and travel. But at the age of sixteen, tragedy struck. Taryn was in a horrible car collision with a drunk driver. Among many injuries, her entire left hand was shattered along with her dreams. Taryn would never play the violin again. Her whole world was taken from her in the crash and left her broken and depressed. No longer having a reason to stay home, Taryn is sent to school for the first time a year and a half later. Not just any school; only the most prestigious and well-respected boarding school. With a few suitcases, a past she doesn't talk about, and a one-way ticked to California, Taryn leaves her home to travel all the way across the country. On her first day, Taryn bumps into another violinist, Spencer Brand. She despises him from the very first moment they meet because he has the one thing she doesn't. Despite her cold attitude, Spencer and a small group of students are persistent in their attempts to befriend and thaw the ice around Taryn's heart. This is not a story of learning to overcome setbacks, but to live with them forever.

Three years ago, Lacey D'Angelo broke her own heart. She also broke Adam Marr's. Now she's waiting out the end of her contract as a pop star, waiting to write music that means something to her. His band is world famous because he wrote an album about her when he tried to kill himself and he hasn't looked up from the bottle since. But you can't mend a broken heart if you don't have anything to stick it together with, no matter what chords you set it to. And what if love just isn't enough?

ⓒⓤⓡⓛⓢ She didn't know who she really was until she met her. The girl with blonde curls and a blinding smile who lit up the world with the twinkle in her eyes. First love hurts like a bitch, especially when you fall in love with someone you're not supposed to. A story of coming out, finding oneself, love, heartbreak, and healing. {Poetry #57 / Short Story #77} {Poetry #43 / Short Story #71} {Poetry #33 / Short Story #60} 3/9/14

Money can't buy Love. And by Love, I mean me - Love Harrison. And by money, I mean the millions of dollars I just won from the lottery. Although, now that I have newfound popularity, the eyes of everyone in the nation watching me, and the heart of a few boys at school, having a lot of money has changed my life in ways I never thought it would. Oh, but, really. Money can't buy Love. I think. Copyright © 2016 BellaLunaa All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, without written permission from the author.