Meet Raena Lowe and Jacob Leigh Broderick. A tale of two damaged souls living in a rainy, backward town in the middle of Scotland. Surrounded by mountains. Original, raw and uncut. Drugs, sex, and faded memories. Welcome to Claymount, don't stay too long.

When Ari hires new girl Scarlett he thinks he's just hired someone he can have a hot office fling with but the stakes are much, much higher than he knows. For Scarlett Ari starts off as just another mark but the line between work and play blur quickly. What starts off as a fun gig pretending to be an office paralegal ends up being a deeper examination of sex, office politics, fidelity and lust. A little bit about Scarlett: I've never felt as though I fit the description of "most women". Most women, I've been told, don't think about sex as much as I do, don't pursue it as a game the way I do. Most women crave monogamy and have sexual drives that are lower than their male partners. So, either that isn't true, and it is one of many convenient lies that men tell themselves so they can sleep at night, or I'm an anomaly. I'll leave it up to you to judge.

Erythrophobia: the fear of blushing.

CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!

"Ignore their stares, they do nothing but remind you that you are alive." When Alexandra Knight was offered a rare scholarship to attend the most prestigious boarding school in Europe, she didn't have to think twice before accepting it. It doesn't take long for her schoolmates to notice that she is different from them, and Alexandra quickly becomes the centre of attention when she runs, quite literally, into the most popular boy in school- just not in a good way. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • THE ROYALS SERIES, pt.1 Copyrighted.

If what we had was real, how could you be fine? Cause I'm not fine at all. // WARNING: Contains mature elements, read at your own risk, absolutely no copying will be tolerated

There in those city lights, there was no her and there was no him. There was just everything and nothing and the spaces in between, like flickering lights against a never-ending, black sky. There in those city lights, there was no love and there was no hate. There was just listening and talking and understanding every single thing, like the 'ready, stop, go' of car-chasers and dream-makers. There in those city lights, there was no sadness and there was no happiness. There was just candid smiles and wasted tears and bottom lips chewed off, like the overflowing boulevard of things unseen. There in those city lights, there was no lady and there was no man. There was just a boy and a girl, who promised to fall in love, not with each other, but in those city lights. [a blind collaboration by @hepburnettes & @cityscape]

A painful breakup pushes Kyla Evans to get into a fake relationship with the person her ex-boyfriend hates the most: Seth Everett. But what will she do when the game starts to feel too real? ***** Seventeen-year-old Kyla has sworn off love. After getting dumped all too suddenly by her longtime boyfriend Cedric, she becomes convinced that people are never really who you think they are. So when notorious playboy Seth Everett suggests that Kyla fake date him to get back at Cedric, it seems like the perfect plan... as long as she doesn't end up falling for him. Content and/or trigger warning: This story mentions cancer, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]

[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 |

Monroe talks an awful lot for someone who was born without vocal chords and has only one friend who knows sign language. Her neighbor, Remington throws Christmas parties an awful lot for someone who doesn't know the first thing about decorating. They both know that the holidays can be prickly sometimes, but with with each other, they discover that it doesn't have to be that way.