SHORT STORY Trouble doesn't begin to describe the life of Bonnie Winston after her husband "tragically" dies. Stuck in the middle of anguish and a strange elation, Bonnie stumbles around life teaching English to third graders and dealing with lunatics who call themselves "parents" in their free time. When she meets a new guy, she's caught in a feeling of guilt for moving on before a year is even past, even though he tells her constantly that her old husband didn't deserve her even when he was alive. # Entry for the Spiritually Romantic contest.

PUBLISHED Hence I am taken by the royal family who wants me dead most in the world, generally called "The Reckless" because of their stupid choices. I was a freak child, but I wasn't a freak until everyone else like me was brutally killed. No one really knew who I was, and that's how I intended for it to stay until I was caught trying to steal from the most prolific royal family in documented history, also one of the most hated royal families. It was especially terrible for me; not only was I the second most notorious criminal in Southern Hilton (my partner was the first), I was the girl people had scoured two countries for and given up on finding. Oh, and the whole image I had of the family that had destroyed mine was about to be forever changed. # Completed Awkwardly fits into fantasy, science fiction, and romance, so please just bear with me on the genre;)

SEQUEL TO STAY CLOSE All I wanted was her. I just wanted to be with her, to be able to always see her or talk to her. But then, the man I hated most in the world took her from me and then had the audacity to die. I would find her. I didn't know if she was alive, but I would find her. Maybe meeting a partner in crime could help, if said partner was as sketchy as Walsh before my maybe-dead girlfriend murdered him. ~ This will definitely make absolutely no sense if you did not read Stay Close first. *UNEDITED

"Why do you want anything to do with me?" Nash asked, his steely blue eyes narrowed into slits. "I don't know," I murmured. "Maybe, if I knew, I wouldn't. But I don't, and I'm here, now." ~ Being told to stay away from someone is like being told to not play with fire. You always play with it anyway, but you always get burned in the end. ~ Seb Maris always liked to fight, using a punching bag rather than a sparring partner. She never liked the idea of being punched, just the idea of hitting. When she found out that the guy who annoyed her to no end shared the same interest, minus the fear of being hit, he began teaching her. She wondered where those skills of his came in handy, because the punching bag couldn't hone his skills that much. Maybe she shouldn't have wondered, after all. ~ COMPLETE *UNEDITED

COMPLETED "I think you're hiding something," he said accusingly, his voice low and dangerous. "I think you're crazy," I retorted. My heart was beating rapidly. ~ When you lead a life kept to the shadows- metaphorically and physically- it can be hard to make friends. I'm not going to say I was a loser, a complete outcast at my school. In fact, there was no one that I shared a hatred with. My life, which was more or less secretive, was completely shaken when Emmett Dean rocked himself into my world. Completely uninvited, might I add. And all he did was spill his spaghetti on me. ~ Coves are encouraged! Highest Ranking: #14 - 9/27/17 *UNEDITED featured by Teen Fiction