Hi, Daddy. (Completed)
A little girl's letter to her dad, praying he just might see it.
"The good girl always falls for the bad boy," he sneered and I smirked. "Well, you're in luck because I'm not a good girl," I retorted, causing a small smile to appear on his face. "Prove it." When Andy Deeks moves away from home to attend university, she soon regrets not checking out the details on her new roommate...
The biggest boyband in the world has a secret, and no, its not that Harry owns a pair of boxers with Zayn's face on it and it's definitely not Louis' scrap booking hobby. No - it's fan fiction. The biggest boyband in the world reads fan fiction about themselves. Follow their journey through rap battles, funny jokes, w...
Published under Pop Fiction/Summit Media. She's rich, he's not. She's the student body president, he's struggling to pass math. She's the queen bee, he's the loner in school. Celeste Graham is on the top of the high school food chain. Students look up to her, but some just plainly feel intimidated. Being popular...
When Victoria 'Tori' Peige found out that Zachary Anderson was the reason for all of her bestfriend's past break-ups, she knew she had to step in and make a move. Even if it was against her will, Ms. goody-goody asked Zach to be her boyfriend. Little did Tori know that Zach only agreed because he wanted to use her in...
Nessarose Turner isn't exactly the most respected camper at Camp Half-Blood. But when the mist goes out, Nessa puts aside her hate for violence and goes on a mission to save potential campers. But she meets someone rather unexpected…
My name is Sarah and I used to live with my parents. That was before they died in a car crash and then when I was 7 my aunty looked after me. Then she sent me to the orphanage when I met the people I loved. Leigh-Anne came to the orphanage to look for someone and she chose me. How will I get along with One Direction...
My name is Julie Quinn and I've been a New Yorker all my life. Life was good. I was swamped with work doing a job that I loved and I was dating the best boyfriend I'd ever had the pleasure to. I have always been a strong-willed and independent woman - or as my best friend puts it "control freak" - and even more after...
I always thought we were meant for each other. He said that he loved me. He said that he'd never let me go. I trusted every word. I don't understand why he let me go. Was I not skinny enough, funny enough, pretty enough? His never ending lies, my favorite one was "I love you".