This is just a compilation of short stories I have written per someone's request or dreamt up and jotted down in less than an hour. I'll keep updating this collection as I write more. At some point, when there are enough of these stories, I'll bundle them into a paperback and publish it. WARNING: THIS IS AN UNEDITED VERSION. PLEASE FORGIVE GRAMMATICAL MISTAKES AND SUCH.

On a rainy September morning that just so happens to be her sixteenth birthday, Ailen Bright, a chicken-legged, straw-haired teenager, decides to commit suicide via drowning in the family bathtub. The ornate marble tub, adhering to her abusive father's love for anything expensive and Italian, is decorated by five sirens - who seemingly help her escape the house when her father breaks down the bathroom door. After an almost-successful suicide attempt number two, which lands her at the bottom of a lake, she learns that sirens are, in fact, real, and they want to turn her into one of them. An amazing, yet dark look into the mind and heart of a suicidal teenager, this urban fantasy follows Ailen's struggle to figure out the meaning of life, the unraveling of her confusing feelings for her theatrically goofy best friend Hunter, and her desperate battle for her father's love.

Of all of the naughty, mischievous, disrespectful, and downright horrible things that children can be, a badling is perhaps one of the worst. Badlings abandon books without finishing them, leaving their characters sad and lonely-not to mention angry. Meet Bells, Peacock, Rusty, and Grand, four ragtag friends convicted of this monstrous crime. As punishment, they get sucked into a book of unfinished stories, whose patchwork pages they must traverse...and read to the end this time.

This is a story about a lot of things. Things like bluebirds and Harbingers, ukuleles and fancy bicycles, old people, young people, poetry, weed and no-good boyfriends, digging through trashcans, painting, recycling, smoking and drinking, friends and neighbors, parties and Christmas gifts, stolen things and lost things, dancing, terrible singing, guilt, angry people and sad people, but also happy people, nursing homes, a large black dog named Moppy, tree-climbing and ice-skating, smiling, and above all, an old man named Humphrey. Told from the fresh perspective of nine-year-old Lola Wosey. ~~ Everything in this story came from my head. All of the characters, events and settings are fictional and are mine. You absolutely may not reproduce or use this book or any part of it. It's mine. Don't be a jackass about it. © R.M. Cage 2014, and all that.

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Misunderstood and overmedicated, twelve-year-old Lilith Bloom finds the prospect of a grand family reunion decidedly dull... That is, until she discovers that the rose garden surrounding her grandfather's Berlin mansion is, well, completely and utterly carnivorous. Armed with Panther, her talking pet whippet, and the help of the mute boy next door, Lilith must unravel the secrets behind the mysterious estate, all while her family remains gloriously unaware that they are about to be devoured.