The story of a ten hour flight in which Frances finds herself trapped next to the famous and obnoxious rock star Harry Styles. All rights reserved © Highest rank: #50 in FanFiction #17 in Short Story.

I told myself I would stay away from him, I really did. But I couldn't help it. He was too irresistible.

Bailey is taking her yearly flight to her father's house in Florida for the summer. When her plane gets delayed, she's forced to spend a few hours at an airport in the middle of nowhere. As a teenager traveling alone, she knows it's best not to talk to strangers-but what if he's in uniform and really cute? Lucas is traveling alone to Florida to report for duty. His decision to join the Marines might have been impulsive, but he's learning really fast his career with the Marines will involve a lot of "hurry up and wait." He's not interested in making small talk with any other tired travelers-but what if he just can't help but learn her name? When Bailey agrees to give Lucas her email address after a few hours together in an airport in the middle of nowhere, they'll learn that a lot can happen between "Dear Baily" and "Love, Lucas." This will be a short YA story.

Grief-stricken over the death of the boss who was like a father to her, Olivia Bailey is left to deal with the aftermath--the arrival of his dashing but estranged son, Pierce Alexander. But she can't stand him and he doesn't trust her. Will working for the new CEO remain to be an impossible task? *** Olivia Bailey might be plain and boring, but she's content with her current lifestyle, working for the kind but lonely old man who owns Alexander Corporation. But his untimely death flips her simple life upside down. Now, she must deal with his estranged son, the heir to his business empire, together with the growing feelings building up between them. Will Olive manage to bear the pressure and issues cropping up along the way--or is this too much to ask? Disclaimer: This story won The Wattys 2014 People's Choice Award. Cover Design by Ashley Marie Bandy

My feet hit a particularly slippery patch. Without warning they rocketed out from under me. Mr. Break and Enter came with me, courtesy of me re-establishing my grip in his shirt in a failed attempt at anchoring myself. Pain started in my backside and travelled up my spine, but I was paying it minimal attention. I was too busy being consumed by the heavy weight on top of me and marvelling over the deep smooth voice muttering in my ear. “- never doing the old man another favour, so long as I live.” Before I could collect my scattered thoughts the person on top of me reared back to rest his weight on his elbows, an action that caused his hips to press down into mine. My breath caught in my throat as my startled gaze met his. A pair of vibrant green eyes stared back with more than a hint of annoyance bleeding out of them. Full lips were pressed together like he was biting back an insult directed at me, and locks of black hair framed a near symmetrical face, one with high cheekbones and a strong jaw line. “If you’re going to kill me, I’d prefer it if you didn’t do it with an axe,” I blurted. I immediately cursed my runaway mouth. Come on, brain, where are you? Time to join the conversation. Dark brows drew together and he leaned even closer, almost like he was trying to assess my sanity levels. “What?” Embarrassment was pushed back in favour of deep suspicion. “Well, if you’re not here to kill us then I guess you want to rob us. Go ahead. Annabel has some expensive luggage that will sell for a nice buck. And take her Hello Kitty collection while you’re at it. None of us will be sorry to see those creepy cats go.” The boy on top of me shifted his weight and used one of his hands to brush the curls back from my face. With a gentleness that surprised me, he cupped one of my cheeks. “Are you okay?” he asked, clearly concerned. “Did you hit your head when you fell?”

Highest Rank: #1 in Romance, #2 in Humor What happens when you're walking down the street, with one of the best coffees in hand, turn around for one second... Then the next thing you know, the world is spinning and you've landed in the arms of one of the most gorgeous organisms of the male species. With the best coffee, you've ever had, spilt on his grey v-neck? Or maybe when you're drunk off your head, can't walk in a straight line with a heel that is broken and your makeup smudged with a bottle of beer in your hand... Then the next thing you know the world is spinning and that same gorgeous organism has you in his arms with the strong smell of your beer on his leather jacket? When it comes to Ryan Einstein, Alexis Harrington needs a little help. Especially when her only instinct is to say..."Shit! I'm sorry!" © All Rights Reserved 2018 Camerybear

"Why couldn't you have picked a more original name? I mean Raphael really?" "Excuse me, but I think Raphael really suits the Son of Satan right? And what about you, Hope, isn't that such a stereotypical angel name, I mean Jesus Chri..." I cut him off mid sentence with an icy glare. "Sorry God..." This time I slap him in the arm and kick his shin. "Okay must remember don't talk about any important religious figures while you're in the vicinity" He says sarcastically whilst slowly rubbing his shin in hopes of soothing the spot where I kicked him. "You know I could fix that for you?" I say turning on my angelic aura. "With what a kiss? And knock off the aura you know it pisses me off" Hd grumbles although at the thought of a kiss he seems to perk up. He puckers his lips in a rather immature but somehow attractive manner and bends down tilting his head slightly towards me. ------------------------------------------------

*mature for lang and possible (probable) 'adult' content heh.* I was about to scream for help when a strange sort of smoke seeped from druggies mouth and entwined itself around tall and dark's hand, running up his arm and illuminating the sharp planes of his face, feeding into his slightly parted lips. I gasped, stumbling back from the scene. His eyes shot up to me, their silvery glow locking me in place as our gazes caught. The druggies body feel between us and the man's eyes seemed to illuminate further before everything was plunged into darkness I was petrified, paralyzed in place, a cool indifferent voice broke the silence. a whisper dangerously close to my ear, "sometimes they are unwanted by heaven or hell. Sometimes they have no where to go, no purpose but to feed those who need it." A scream tore from my throat as I felt a cool hand grasp my wrist and my heart beat rapidly dropping, warm breath against my ear. I was dying. Actually dying. ~Jinx Clemens was not the best daughter, not the best sister, and not the best student. She was just living through her life and causing as much chaos she saw fit, never even bothering trying to hide the trouble she got into. Bored by things easily and easy with her words she always managed to slip past the worst situations...until something new came knocking, something dangerous. something that would flip her world around and throw it to the wolves. Jinx can escape trouble with her faux charm but there wasn't a single soul would could avoid that pesky monster we call death?

"It had to be Dyson who was working the late shift at the Subway in the mall's food court with me during the storm. It had to be Dyson that was locked in the closet with me when everybody evacuated the mall. So now it's Dyson who is trapped inside of the North Winchester Mall with me." Tyler is a simple girl with a simple job. But her and Dyson, her co- worker do not get along. He is arrogant, immature, and a pervert. So what happens when they are both trapped in the mall during a snow storm with only each other for help and they need to rely on each other to remain sane and alive? Along with all of the stress, Tyler and Dyson start uncovering dark secrets about each other's lives that they never would have suspected.

If I would describe Keith Yorkley in three words, I would say... Hot... Gorgeous... And Trouble... On the first day I came here to this stupid boarding school, I noticed two guys. One with jet black hair, electric blue eyes and striking personality as he was slacking off in front of the dean. I mean who slacks off in front of the dean?! You would, if you want to be expelled that is. But this guy cared the least about how he acted, which I found so charmingly hot in a way. Keith... And the other guy had blond hair that was spiked up like a shark fin, blue eyes and had a player aura around him as he flirted with me heavily which I found interestingly sexy because I'm a player myself. Kent... As time passed by, the school was not so bad as I thought it would be, specially when both Ks were trying so hard to win my heart and I think I'm falling for one of them. Bad Girl + Bad Boy = Chaos