Why, hello, my loyal enemy, surprised you ended up in the school newspaper? Sorry, I just couldn't let your rule breaking ways not be written down for the whole school to see. We all know that you're not afraid of breaking the rules, to get what you want. Don't let your ego run rampant (Oh, wait too late). Actions have consequences, you egomaniac, if you think this is bad watch out, I've only just begun. Because this is my payback for you doing the unthinkable ... - Brie

Book One of "The Stranger In My Bed" series. ******************** "Tell me, Ms. Walton, how will you care for me?" Highest Ranks: #1 Desperate, #1 Eroticastories, #7 Eroticromance, #1 Desire, #1 Maturethemes, #1 Psychological, #3 Sexy, #1 Sexscenes, #1 Jealousy, #2 Disorder, #1 Series, #1 Wealth, #2 Caretaker, #1 Lust WARNING: Erotic content! Anna Walton hasn't had an easy life, but that all changes when she applies to be the caretaker for Jack Weston. The last member of a wealthy family with a rare mental illness. Each day Jack believes he is a different person, but one thing remains constant: his lust for Anna. His loyal caretaker, she fulfills his every need, but after each night she's left wondering: will she ever really know this stranger in her bed?

Tony and Ziva will go undercover again. Something will change their life. They realize it will be hard but they can't live without it.

"You know the good old days when we were joined at the hip? How about we just reset everything?" Jasper and Savannah. Those two has been inseparable since the day they met, they've been through everything together. Apparently, high school changed the both of them - from being the best of friends to total strangers. Sometimes, life just needs a reset button. [This is the spin-off for Falling For The Opposite. You don't need to read it in order to understand this story.]

"So...out with the secret." He said calmly but I could sense the curiousity. He looked at me when I didn't answer and raised his eyebrow, hinting me to answer, which made him looked hotter, as if that was possible. "What secret?" I asked. I was irritated. It wasn't my wish to be here. "Why are you so....allergic to love?" He asked though he was looking in front. I was taking him in while my brain asked How did he get the correct word?! I did not answer. "What is it?" He pressed upon and I couldn't help but get irritated. "What is it to you?!" "Dumped by a guy?" He totally ignored my question. "No." "Got cheated?" "No!" "Your first crush was your best friend's boyfriend?" He asked and then chuckled at his own question. "No!" I was getting irritated beyond limits. What was in this guy which made him attractive as well as annoying? "Your guy turned out to be a gay?" "No way! Where do you get these theories from?!" I cried in annoyance. "Well Quartza, you don't wanna know the rest." He winked at me and I was definately sure of that. _____________________________________________________________________________ Emily Sky: Defination of Perfect thought imperfect. Everything she does is perfect yet she underestimates herself but the thing which makes her slightly dislikeable is her allegery to love. When everything around her is so...lovey-dovey she moves to her Father's place, she expects a better life. Less she knows that here is the turning point of her life. Dylan Castle: Defination of Hot. Extra cockiness, Super hot attitude and confidence taller than Burj-e-Khalifa. Making every girl fall for him, he is searching out for a new target and what is better than a girl who is totally against love? You obviously don't get that type of girls everywhere. Read their story to find out if Dylan does get Emily because the chances are as equal to as an atom. (Sorry bad Comparison! :P)

"I... I'm scared of falling..." she whispered, looking into my eyes. It was like she wanted to say something more but stopped herself. "I won't let you fall... alone." I smiled when I saw her smile at what I said. But little did I know that what I said to her was true. She didn't fall alone; I was the one falling with her. ***************************** I am Keith Warren, a self proclaimed player and this is my journey. Thank you, @KitellaMash for the cover! :) <3

It was Rory’s Grandma that made the two predictions; the day of her own death, and the day Rory would die. Nobody really takes Grandma seriously – that is, until she suddenly passes away on the exact date she’s predicted. In a fit of panic, Rory decides to embark on a bizarre, crazed mission to live life to the full. Together with her friends, she throws the rulebook out of the window and tastes what the world has to offer; excessively wild nights, malicious revenge plans, and arrogant, beautiful boys. Rory thinks she has nothing to lose. But her family is slowly starting to crumble, and her friends are getting sick of her reckless attitude. There’s only so long she can party before the terror of her deathday rolls around. Rory has to choose between bowing out disgracefully, with her name seared into the town’s memory – or fighting the out-of-control girl she’s become before it’s too late.

There are two things Harper Lynch wasn't expecting when she made out with an attractive stranger at her aunt's wedding. One: He would show up on her doorstep two weeks later as the son of an old family friend. Two: That he would be staying in her house, right next door to her. If living together isn't enough, Duke starts to go to Harper's school for the year, and immediately earns the status of the senior heartthrob. Suddenly, Harper, the girl who keeps mostly to herself and spends a lot of time in her room watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer marathons, is the envy of every girl in her high school. Harper couldn't care less, and despite that fact that she has insisted that she has in no interest in Duke, she is still subject to the wrath of jealous, catty bitches and the admiration of wide-eyed freshmen. It really doesn't help that Duke is constantly flirting with her in his own irritating yet charming way. Harper refuses to be yet another conquest, but is that what Duke wants? Or does he want more?

"Another thing, promise me....." I swallowed the lump in my throat. My tears and his were falling, betraying our facade and showing the pain we were desperately trying to hide. I can do this. This is for him and for me. I took my hand from him and kissed him for the last time. Thanking him for making me happy and for giving me his child. "...promise me, that we'll never meet again..." That time, I let go of my fantasies, my memories and my happiness. I let go of my fairytale and my happily ever after.

[FEATURED STORY] At school, they were nothing. At midnight, they were lovers. Because one minute after midnight... a rich girl and a boy who came from nothing found something they had in common. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #25 |