After escaping her past, Miranda finds herself in coastal Maine, and when she meets Owen, she must help him uncover what truly happened to his now-dead ex. ***** On the run from her abusive ex, Miranda Lewis figures a small town in coastal Maine is just the place for her to lay low. There she befriends Claire, the owner of a local cafe, and her son, Owen. A woodworker and musician, he keeps to himself, especially since the town believes he played a part in the disappearance of the town's pride and joy... a skilled artist and his former girlfriend. As the two begin to grow closer, Miranda agrees to help him uncover the truth behind what really happened, especially now that strange things are occurring again, leading all roads back to Owen. [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]] Cover designed by Simone Northey

First love. Nobody can ever forget their first, but for Izzy there's nothing to forget since she's never had a boyfriend before much less a first kiss. But that all changes when she meets the school's so-called "bad-boy", Nolan Harris... On the night Izzy leaves a friend's party, she accidentally hits Nolan with her car, sending him to the hospital. Feeling as though she should be owing him, Izzy does everything she can to make it up him. However, he could care less about the accident and just wants Izzy off his back. But the more Izzy persists, the more they are forced to actually talk to one another, and eventually one thing leads to the next... Izzy is about to experience this crazy thing called love for the first time ever but it won't come without some awkward, embarrassing, and humorous moments along the way.

I, Lois Mai Reynolds, am all kinds of clumsy. I fall over flat surfaces. I drop expensive vases, and miraculously find ways to trip over thin air. Not a day has passed by when I'm not wearing a Band-Aid for some kind of accident that I've endured, and it's stooped to the level now that my parents call me King Kong and joke about having warning signs and safety tape around my bedroom door. Once upon a time, I used to think of that as a laughing matter, but not anymore. Not since I almost killed my crush's mom. Suddenly, being compared to a giant gorilla of mass destruction doesn't actually seem that crazy. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED #11 Romance

When Jessica finds herself stuck in an airport days before Christmas due to a flight delay, she encounters aspiring actor, Drew Hartley, who just so happens to be her ex. playlist:

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

Paige Chadwick has made a success of her life. Everything was in its place, just the way she wanted it. She was at the top of her profession. She was able to stay loyal to her ageing aunt who suffered from dementia by keeping her at home with her. She could look after her sister, financially. Paige felt proud of everything she had accomplished. Her love life was none existent. She didn't need a man in her life for anything. She was very self reliant. Yes, everything was neatly in order until the day she told her boss that she quit! From that moment her world turned upside down and everything fell out of place. Unaccustomed to women giving him the cold shoulder, sexy Media Mogul, Blake Deveraux, regarded his head of Media, Paige Chadwick as a beautiful enigma. Her fiery temper and hostile standoffishness ignited in him a desire to discover the real Paige Chadwick and the reasons why she felt the need to keep men at arm's length. Blake thrived on taking on challenges and winning, but for the first time, he was unsure of what the outcome of this particular challenge was going to be, especially since, unbeknown to her, he and Miss Chadwick shared a past.

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

He was horrible at remembering names. It was weeks before he stopped calling me 'Laura.' I don't even look like a Laura. And the way he never used the intercom system? How professional, my boss is screaming across the office for me. Again. He's arrogant. He's always seven minutes late. Couldn't keep an assistant around if his life depended on it. He didn't even deserve this company. Daddy served it to him on a silver platter. I could hear him tapping his stupid pen off of his stupid desk from all the way out here. I hate him. I hate him and his damn dimples too. I hate you Daniel Metzgar.

PUBLISHED WORK!!! 30% OF THE STORY HAS BEEN TAKEN DOWN. Available on Amazon in paperwork and PDF (KINDLE) format. You know those kind of stories where you go to the holiday, meet some guy and have a one night stand? Well, I am not that kind of girl. I did have a night stand, but not on holiday, nor for fun. But to save my baby brother's life. Kaley was like any other 18 years' girl, well almost like that. She has no parents and only six years old brother to look after. But when her brother get very sick and they pay a visit to hospital, they found out he has leukemia. She's alone and has no money, so in order to save her brother, she took a step that changed her life forever. Yes, she had a one night stand.

"So your go!" She said, smiling up at me brightly. "Wait what?" I answered with a look of confusion playing upon my face. "Well I just poured my heart out to you..." Fran said cheekily with a wink. "Now it's your go, come 'on Beadle, out with it!" She said raising her eyebrows at me. "Well what do you want me to say?" I asked blankly. "Tell me why you sleep around and then break girls' hearts." She replied with the same perplexity as me, she then bowed her head down to rest on my chest again. She must have felt me tense next to her at her question so she lifted her head and our eyes met. She gave me a reassuring smile and I felt more at ease. "Well it's pretty simple really." I said, pausing dramatically. "I break girl's hearts so that they can't break mine first." I answered expressionlessly. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Fran is your typical good girl. She studies hard. She's her father's favourite. She's never been drunk. She's neve had sex. She's never smoked. Fran's ideal Saturday night consists of staying in, drinking tea and reading John Green books however her simple and repetative existence is soon sent spiraling into chaos when a gorgeous plot twist leaps on to the page going by the name of Ethan Beadle. Or as he's otherwise known, her brother's best friend. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Highest ranking: #153 Teen Fiction Copyright 2015 Trailer credit: @craicxhoran Cover photo credit: Tumblr