Ian Hawes is an orchestral pianist on the verge of finishing his newest composition for the Sussex Symphony Orchestra. To remain focused on his work he is staying at his wife's recently inherited estate out in the country.

It was pity that first made Dannie speak to him. She had known Ryan since she was a kid, but he had always been the popular Golden Boy, and she had always been the tomboy that didn’t mind not having any friends. It was odd, she had thought, that all the popular kids who had once kissed the ground he walked on, didn’t so much spared him a glance anymore, and it was this that made her sit with him that one faithful day and begin something that would only end up causing her pain.

Some things stay as they are, but others? They fall apart. And once upon a time, Stephanie Olsen and Tyler Scott were the best of friends. Once inseparable, now drifting apart. The more they grew separate, the more Stephanie's feelings for him increased and she wished she could tell him. But couldn't. As she watched his cheery life unfold before her. When she overhears the news about Tyler loosing his phone, she decides to confess her unheard feelings through texting his old lost phone, knowing he will never read those texts that lasted for a little less than one year. 301 messages for 301 days. But what Stephanie didn't know, is that Tyler found his phone and the 301 unread texts consisted in everything she could never tell him. © Copyright 2014 cover by silverfinger-

There were not many things that I knew much about but pain... Pain I knew. I understood it and its various types. Emotional pain as time dragged by, physical pain I felt when my mate had sex with another woman, when different men had come, nightly beatings, mental pain when he played tricks, when I realized no one from my pack was looking for me. Worse pain... knowing that I was here paying for another person's actions and my children were paying too. Yeah... I knew pain.

Don't postpone what you want. Don't leave anything misunderstood. Make sure the people you care about know; make sure they know how you really feel. Because just like that, it could end. He's reckless and indignant. She harbors an all-consuming secret. Sometimes, God gives us what we never knew we needed.

"They were like three half-naked supermodels with bedhair and matching movie star grins. What did I get myself into...?." Serena Jones an eighteen year old graduate, is moving out into a loft in New York. Only, she isn't moving in with any old friends or a girl going to the same universty... she's moving in with three handsome, young college boys who are wilder than she's used to. They pull pranks, laugh and even try to cheer her up with girly movies. As friendship with them unravels as do some feelings... And with a complicated past which made her run, Serena is stuck somewhere between her wants and her fears.

Demons are always thought to be evil and dangerous. But what if "demon" was just a name of a race? What if they weren't evil? What if that was just how humans have thought of them and have persecuted because of how they were born? Dahlinda was born a demon in a town of humans that HATE demons. She's never known anything but pain and being called a freak. In her heart she's always wanted a family that will love her, but instead she is saddled with a guardian that is more evil than what they call her. See how I've evolved this into a Sleeping Beauty story. A twisted one at that.

Alcestis would rather die than to have a strand of the Emperor's hair taken. She would gladly drink any poison, ingest any toxin, do anything for the man who is her reason for living. Even if for him, her life is worth no more than dirt on his feet. (A six-part tale. My first ever published original story. Revised and rewritten.)

"-what’s your name?" My heart stopped. I shouldn't tell him my real name, because then he’ll want to know where I live and then what if he wants to meet up with me and take me into his white van?! I have to admit I'm scared, nervous, unsure. What about all those times you learned from your parents and teachers not to talk to strangers or give out any information? So this my friends is where I lied to the first boy I talked to- talk to anyone- on iPage... Me: Trinity. My name is Trinity. That was the first lie... **** Hi, I'm Ally Jenson, here's what I learned about being someone you're not. The thing is, loving someone online is different than what it is in the real world. So here's what you get when you pretend to be someone you're not, caught in a web of lies, and maybe, possibly, fall in love online with a great guy. You get Ally. Or Trinity... Ally? Not only that but what happens when you meet the guy one day? What do you do now? Lie again, or tell the truth? It's a decision Ally is going to have to make when she meets Nick Landon. (Not a Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus story! Of any shape or form!) *Short Story*

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!