Elle Quinn is less than excited about starting her penultimate year of Medical School.

Story's inspired by songs I like. Enjoy. :D

Florence has an inescapable contract with Death himself, or 'Ginn', as she has come to know him. Now she must fulfill the contract, Reaping the souls of the dead. You tend to grow bored after a hundred years of Reaping, tired, even selfish. So what happens when Florence becomes angry with a boy who threw his life away? It will be something no Reaper has ever done before ...

Rose thought she was an un-awkward, high school teenager. Keyword: Thought. She had her own personal problems: homework, hormones, family complications, the brat—the list goes on. But her life takes a complete one-eighty when she participates in a round of truth or dare with her close, differentiating friends. Being dared to sneak into the chemistry lab and taking a photo as proof couldn't possibly change a person's life completely, right? Well, when she wakes up the next morning and atypical incidents start occurring such as objects floating, bursting, crashing, having visions of crimes and she seems to not have the ability to hurt herself, something's up. Rose soon discovers she has superhuman abilities and has to learn about her strengths, weaknesses, talents, and of course, how to keep it a secret. She redefines herself by creating a new identity she soon calls, Thalia. But remember: Every superhero has an arch enemy. . . or ten. Cover by me.

Skylar Cross was a player. She cheated on 10 boyfriends just this year. But everything changes when her ex tells her stepdad about what she's been so busy doing. Shortly after, her stepfather dies from a heart attack. Skylar is shipped off to boarding school. But this school is special, she can feel it. It's enchanting and somewhat magical. What is it about this place? Why are the students so perfect and beautiful. What's gong on with Winter Falls Prep?

Their eyes had met from across the crowded room, music blaring in the background. Sparks flew, passion flared and it took one single night in the heat of the moment to wreck 17 year old Rachel Warner's life. She's pregnant with Jason Reinhardt's child, the school's imfamous bad boy but what if the rumors weren't completely true? What if Jason wasn't completely bad? And what happens when she wants to keep her baby? Jason Reinhardt hates his family, who had ruined his mother's health due to their cruelty just because his mother had been the maid of the Reinhardt family before his wealthy father married her. Once his mother died, Jason left to live on his own, forsaking his inheritence and vowing to never ask for his fathers help for anything but then Rachel and their baby suddenly steps into the picture. He remembers their wreckless night of passion and by the innocence he's seen in Rachel's eyes, he knows he's the father. Her warm presence, her laughter and stubbornness touches a place in his heart that he didn't even realize he had. And she's given him something he's always wanted. A family. But will their new found "family" survive the trails of life? Will their bond break or grow stronger? Only time will tell. And what does their fathers have to say about all this? -- There are also side stories of Rachel's friends Nancy and Dana. Tough girl Nancy Griffin is trying to fend off charming British hunk Gerard Hemmingway's advances...will she risk giving her heart out to him? And Dana is having a "forbidden" relationship that even her 2 best friends don't know about...how will their reactions be when they do find out?

As much as it pains her to admit it.... He was cool.

Holly's new, young teacher has a dark past, and a dangerous future. She soon finds herself charmed by his ways, and gets thrown into the chaos. Who knew having an ex-gangster for a teacher could be so troublesome? As Holly and Mr. Heywood grow closer, more questions about his past come upon Holly, as does danger. What is Mr. Heywood keeping from Holly? And why is it so bad? But most importantly, if she falls for him, could their relationship survive? After all... it would be a proscriptive relationship.

Desiree Quinn is a student attending Trailmont High School. She's been trying since junior year to become a part of her school's dance team. And now that she is 18 years old, a senior, and with her last years enemy out of the way, can she finally join? She later finds out about a new hot teacher that will be assisting her dance instructor throughout the year. Will she be able to stay focused on her dancing and competitions during the audition and practices? Or will she be distracted by his charming, yet completely cocky stanima, causing her to lose sight of what she wants out of life?

High school is hard for most people and for Chloe Miller, this is no exception. She is forced to learn the perils of her choices the hard way and the result leads her to building a steel wall around herself that is impossible to crack. Eventually, her mother loses her job and Chloe is then forced to move in with her cousin and their family. This means a new school and on the first day she arrives with a dynamite mission in mind. A mission to reclaim everything that she had once lost at the hands of others. She quickly finds herself fighting a past that she struggles to forget and creating a future that she can live with. It becomes a constant battle for her, centered around peer pressure, character stereo types, cliques and consequences. Couple that with the plight of falling in love and she finds herself playing a starring role in the game of life where everyone is playing for keeps. Will she win... or will she lose? Excerpt: Sauntering forwards, she slid onto his lap with all the grace of a prima ballerina and wrapped her long arms around his neck. Leaning in to his ear, she blew out a little puff of hot air so that it fanned lightly over all the right places. She felt a sense of utter satisfaction when he shuddered. Now that Chloe was certain that she had his attention, she whispered in his ear. “You may have been the best bucko, but guess what…..I’m going to be better.” She lifted up so that she could look him in the face and smiled confidently back at him. His previous cocky demeanor had seemed to have lost some of its earlier steam, “Who are you?” he asked so low that only Chloe could hear him. His forehead was creased as he searched her face, watching her as if she was some type of strange puzzle that needed to be solved. Chloe lifted her hand patted his cheek. The boy didn’t have a clue. “I, my friend, am your biggest adversary. So what do you say Mr. Player, won’t you play with me?”