Ever wonder where the dandelions go when spring comes to an end? After they leave the stem, do they fly high in the air and fall to the ground? Or do they soar through the sky even when the winds are down? What do they do?

❝ Wait," I say, backing away. "Let me get this straight- you're Santa Clause?" I stare at the boy no more than a couple years older than me. He had to be kidding. He rolls his eyes, his handsome face illuminated by the lights on the tree. "Well when you put it that way, I suppose." The candy cane i am sucking on falls from my lips, clattering to the floor. "B-But where's the beard, the overflowing fat and the HO HO HO?" He snorts, a charming smile on his lips as he tugs on the end of my Santa hat. "Sweetheart, it's all just the Santa Clause Act.❞ ~*~ p.s. The current cover was made by Isasecret Ranking: short story #9/ Teen Fiction: #56

"We all wear masks, and the time comes when we cannot remove them without removing some of our own skin." - André Berthiaume. Unfortunately, when the Invisible Hand calls himself a super villain, he means it. He is totally, irrevocably, 100% evil. Even though he does stupid things to get a girl to laugh... Even though he took her to Iceland to see the Northern Lights... Even though he saved her life not once, but twice... He still dropped her off the Chrysler Building and left her to die. That girl was me. Highest Ratings: #1 in superhero #1 in supervillain #3 in projectsuper #33 in Teen Fiction #120 in funny "Full of action, mystery, and swoon-worthy romance, Super brings out the hero in us all." - @tasting_stars (author of the soon-to-be published Men In Tights trilogy) ©2015 chameleons rule All Rights Reserved