#1 in Romance, 23rd May 2020 "Precious, I don't know what the hell you're talking about, but you're never going on that date." And before I could process anything, his lips were on mine and everything else faded away. .......... He's the calm to her storms. She's his anchor of stability in this world of chaos. When Sydney arrives at her dream college after a reclusive high school year, she has no intention of carrying the past with her. Enter Noah Parker. The playboy incarnate with looks to match. Sydney Lewis. Noah Parker. Sassy girl meets egoistic jerk. Who hasn't heard the story before? But this time, there is a twist. A secret lies in Sydney's past. Buried and waiting. With an increasing curve of chance encounters with the college playboy and seemingly aligned fates, her past threatens to obliterate her future. But there is a bigger problem waiting for Sydney: she's falling for Noah. Hard. She knows what it means to go for the win, but getting love means spilling her secrets. Can Sydney pay the price?

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble. Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my lips. I am NOT falling for these guys. And then, at the corner of my eye I spot Owen and his gang approaching. Well, that's just great. *** The West and East gang of Tygerwell have been at each other's throats since the dawn of time. And the two leaders of these gangs want to end the fight, once and for all. But fighting with fists is easy. Fighting with wit and charm, is a whole other ball game. Blake. West-side gang leader. Leather jacket and killer glare. Don't talk back. Owen. East-side gang leader. Fancy coat and toxic stare. Don't resist. And in comes Amber. Hair of gold and oceans in her eyes. Has too much sass for her own good and always, ALWAYS, manages to get into the middle of trouble. But these boys have no idea who they're really dealing with. And when Amber descovers she knows a little too much when it comes to guns and fighting, she has to question everything she thought she knew about herself. Three can play this game. *** "Let's settle this. You got rejected, I got rejected. It's only fair that the fate of the gangs be on who gets the girl first." "That sounds rather good, Rhodes. I'll take that bet on the golden girl." *** COMPLETED FICTION AWARDS: Best new story and best new account Highest ranking in Teen Fiction: #1 on 25/06/2018

LA PERSONA MÉS FORTA EN EL MEU MÓN Era nit de divendres, i com cada nit, estava cuidant a la iaia. La meva iaia, la persona més forta en el meu món. La meva iaia, aquella persona que em va ajudar quan la mare va morir, la que em va ajudar a menjar-me el món i em va ajudar a bufar els núvols negres perquè sortís el Sol. Estavem al balcó, ella amb la seva butaca, mirant les estrelles, i somrient del no res, i poc a poc, se li van anant tancant els ulls, fins que és va adormir, la vaig acariciar, i vaig anar a buscar una manta per tapar-la. Em vaig quedar hores i hores mirant les estrelles, i com ella feia somrient del no res, i poc a poc, vaig apoiar el cap a sobre la falda de la iaia, i em vaig adormir. A mitja nit, vaig obrir els ulls, vaig mirar a la iaia, i mirant les estrelles, vaig sentir una màgia entre les estrelles, com si algo les acostes a nosaltres, em vaig posar a plorar, vaig recordar el dia en que va morir la mare, la iaia sempre em deia que era a les estrelles, i ara entenia perquè cada nit, les mirava i somreia del no res, amb llàgrimes als ulls vaig dir com si parles amb la mare: - Mama, des de que vas marxar res ha tornat a ser igual, et necessito al meu costat, no puc aguantar més, i si a la iaia li passes algo? Em quedaria sola, des de que vas marxar no he tornat a somriure igual, encara que és pensin que ja ho he superat cada nit penso en tu, i gràcies a la iaia he entès el sentit de la vida, però sense tu..

Tot comença quan a la Shailene Paintains, una noia de 16 anys, se li mor la mare. Una clau que li regala just abans de morir, obrirà, no només una porta, tambe veritats que ajudaran a la Shailene, en Jake i la Nody a encapçelar una rebolució. Contra qui? Ni ells mateixos s'ho poden imaginar...

Saps aquell moment que res és important menys aquella persona que tens al davant? Tens una explosió mental de sentiments on res és més important que el que sents per aquell magnífic ésser. No es pot descriure. Doncs a mi m'ha passat. En principi pensava que seria ell però no va ser aixi...

Katie Holmes is a caffeine addict. Between college, and taking care of her brother, it's acceptable. Though, it doesn't help that the cafe down the street is full of handsome baristas, including one William Cerak in particular who has a mysterious scar on his wrist. Synopses will be the death of my publishing career.