Xander Shannon was an above average basketball player with below average grades living in an apartment with his hard-working, single mom in New York City. His life was completely normal until he met his father and found out his bloodline was not exactly average. The day he met his father was the day he discovered the Olympian gods where very real and he was thrown into a hell on Earth. A prison guarded by the monsters and demons that were supposed to be myths and a centaur who was supposed to train demigods. One year later, Xander finds a way out and makes a daring escape. Once outside the walls of the prison, he prepares himself for life alone and on the run. What he got was a life on the run with a fellow escapee named Chance and her dangerous and impossible goal: overthrowing the Olympian Council. Copyright © 2012 by JamieMc All rights reserved.

[A psychological thriller] When you can't even pay for a bottle of water, you might want a friend like Casper. This may be hard considering he's the God-given prophet of Seabrook high; the type of kid who offers existential philosophies on a Monday and spews poetry the next. Friends are a select few for Casper, and Holden doesn't have the right kind of luck for a golden ticket. But he isn't worried. After all, to win the heart of a prophet, all you need is intelligence. And intelligence is all he's got. Cover credit: Photo by Martin Stranka. Design by toska_. Trailer Credit: Clips from Xavier Dolan films. Made by me.

"I-I've never kissed a g-girl." "So you're saying you've kissed a boy?" I tease tangling my fingers in the baby-haired curls on the nape of his neck. He looks down slightly and I can see the blush forming and creeping up his neck."N-no. I haven't... I haven't kissed anyone before." He admits shyly freezing in place when my teeth graze his neck ever-so-gently and I feel him shiver underneath me. I smirked slightly knowing that I was having some sort of effect no matter how minuscule it was. "Let's change that." ~*~ I never thought I'd really fall. Never like the naive, stupid girls in the sappy romance movies. I believed that we become infatuated, never really love. In fact I was against love. I was against stereotypical high school. I was against anyone who followed the unwritten rules of a 'normal' life. The 'rules' being 1. The boy always had to make the first move. 2. Drinking was 'unhealthy' 3. Brains and beauty don't mix. And I was so far against it and my pride was so important that I took on a dare at some shitty party. Never did I think the dare would affect me so much. But you never know. There might not be such a big difference between me and the math nerd. -Your Resident BadGirl ~ẠỤÐẸ₦ ₡ŁẠƦƙ

Humans have known that supernatural beings live among them for centuries, and for the past several decades they've coexisted in relative peace. But in a small town like Morgan, prejudice and fear of the unknown still runs high. Martie has always kind of faded into the background, and he's fine with that. In fact, he prefers it that way. But after being attacked by a supposedly rogue werewolf one night, it's becoming difficult to keep from being the center of attention. Now, he's forced to navigate a whole new world just as tensions in Morgan are coming to a head.