The world has chewed up and spit out Eleanor Robinson again and again. It began with her parents, one taken by a tragedy, one addicted to horrific drugs, and a brother who's too boozed out to know if she's alive or dead. Alone in the world, Ellie isn't exactly sure of how life works, of how anything works, really. The only two people she has that even remotely understand are Sebastian and Scarlett, a pair of siblings that remind her so much of her own family, it's hard to be around them sometimes. When the trio finally move in together after being friends for almost three years, they end up closer than ever. But the move brings along another problem into Ellie's life. Cole Everett is a fighter. From the moment he was cast aside by his family, he's had to fight for scraps at the orphanage dinner table, fight for a spot in the light of his foster family's eyes, and fight for the love of his adoptive parents. It seemed like he never won when it came to personal battles, but in the ring... In the ring, he owned the world. Years and years of the world kicking Cole's ass has shaped him into the fighter Ellie and everyone else sees him as. But the world has also shaped Ellie, and the sweet, heavy-hearted girl paints on a façade that seems only Cole can break through. As the pair attempt to navigate a decent enough relationship to be in the same room as one another without going for the throat, the people around them float between blurred lines of friend or foe. Hearts clash, past enemies arise, and the pair's hearts hang in the balance of it all.

**I started this when I was 11. It's in the process of being edited** Avery Collins never knew her older brother was in a gang. That was until they moved back home. She now goes to a new school and catches the eye of Austin Gray the leader of the gang her older brother taught. He's dangerous, charming and attractive, but he's a player and his priorities seem everywhere else but on a girl. Avery tries to stay away from him but Austin wants her and only her.

I didn't marry him out of love, nor because I liked him. I didn't marry him for his family money or wealth, or for popularity. Truth be told, I could care less about this guy and who he was. I Married the Bad Boy for protection. Kami's life was hell. Until the bad boy came along to save her. She never had an easy life. Most of her teenage years, all she had were bruises and bad memories. Her mother had married another man whose happiness came from hurting her. But when Brandon appeared in her life, some things were about to change. He had seen the bruises, and how it pained her. So he did something about it. He married her to protect her. But did Kami make the right decision marrying him? All the men in her life either left her, like her father did, or hurt her, as was the case with her step-father. There was no guarantee that Brandon wouldn't leave her, or hurt her. What would happen to her life now that she was married to the bad boy? Will he be able to keep her from harm?

❀❀❀❀❀❀ "That doesn't even make sense." I shook my head, bored out of my mind. "Does it have to?" He let a grim, fraction of a smile appear, before absurdly dismissing the conversation from the air with the flick of his mitts. Focusing back on the Patriots' game, he moaned in delight whilst crunching down on my hard earned Fritos. "My house, my rules. Go get me some macaroni." For once in a millennium, I didn't have a comeback. The bottom half of my jaw fell, and I stared at the bundle of malice curled up on the couch, just to make sure I was hearing right. He'd surpassed my plan. He found the loophole, the way around being made fun of by the other fitness jocks and most of the student body. 'Til next September, I am his slave. I thought I was a step ahead of him, but turns out, he was two steps in front of me the whole time. And he knew it. ❀❀❀❀❀❀ B E A U T I F U L cover art done by the talented and gorgeous @ElliMau Humor #35 Teen Fiction #52 12|2|13 © Copyright 2013 No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the publisher

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

How is Drew Walter supposed to take care of three kids who are in his custody till they turn eighteen when he hates children? The answer has only one word, five letters. Grace.

Her name is Jessica. No doubt her beauty's a pain in my ass because I never can seem to get her out of my head. It's not a crush though. Guys like me don't have crushes. We have flings. So why is it I remember her name? I never remember girls names. I definitley can't let my friends found out or they'll give me hell for having a crush on the good girl. Wait, crush? No, I don't have a crush. I'm just Flirting With The Good Girl.

"Daddy! No no no no no! I don't want some delinquent staying here with Lola and I! You're going to be gone the whole entire summer! You can't leave us here with some stranger." I yelled to my dad "Dez, he is my friends son and he needs some help. He doesn't mix in with the right people and he needs to hang around people his own age. You guys met....when you were like four but still hunny. Please try...for me." my dad looked at me pleadingly. "Fine dad, just for you." I gave in. All Desiree wanted to do was spend her summer with her bestfriend Lola. But that just couldn't happen because Vincent, her dads best friends troubled son, has come to live with her for the summer. This story will go on a journey of the two, with them fighting, making up, maybe a hook up or two? But will it be enough? Will they fall in love?