Everyone knows the story of Snow White: blood red lips, ebony hair and skin the colour of freshly fallen snow. Her vain step-mother, desperate to be the 'fairest of them all' attempts four times to have her killed, until her prince comes to save the day. But what if Snow wasn't a princess, but a prince. And the queen's antique silver mirror contained not just her reflection, but a girl. Mirror can no longer remember her name - or life - before the queen imprisoned her. All day, every day, she finds herself at the queen's beck and call; a life of endless servitude and isolation. Snowdon is approaching his 18th birthday and is an increasing threat to the queen's right to rule. And his looks are putting him in the running for her 'fairest' title too. So the queen decides the quickest way to solve all her problems is to get rid of Snowdon. Permanently. But the girl watching their every move has other ideas.

"I HATE YOU, I HATE ALL OF YOU!" I screamed as I slammed the door shut. I snuggled down on my bed with my pillow, unaware of the hot tears that came rushing out of my eyes. "Why does everyone think it is okay to hurt me, I wish I was dead, if I'm dead then they can't hurt me anymore," With that said, I wiped the tears and fell into a deep sleep. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "You should be careful what you wish for." He replied with his husky voice then he left me, left me alone to rotten in hell. What did I get myself into? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I just made a deal with someone even worse than the Devil, I made a deal with the Devils's angel.

Socially-awkward Abby Waters is enjoying her summer holidays with her diaper buddy, Lindsay. But what started with just an ordinary game of Truth and Dare, turned out to be an extremely embarrassing encounter with Mr.HotBlueEyes, as she calls him. What's worse, he thought she was a guy. And she thought it couldn't get any worse. - - - - - - With an awkward cough, I was snapped out of my trance and I saw the guy holding me getting extremely uncomfortable. "Dude, you okay?" The nameless hottie asked. Oh shit, he thinks I'm a guy. I hate you fate. He let go of me and I stood awkwardly thinking of what to say. "Yeah. Thanks, uh, dude." I gave him a small smile and walked off towards Lindsay who now had tears in her eyes from laughing. - - - - - - (honestly, you could find something better to read than this poorly written, loop-holed book written by a thirteen year old me; the only reason i haven't taken it down is that i don't have the heart to do so - even then, please know i appreciate all of your comments, thank you so so much!)