"I swear I'm not into you, but can you pretend to be my girlfriend every Monday?" Because meeting at a coffee shop isn't cliché and fake dating usually leads to feelings and Monday mornings don't have to be the worst. The Monday Morning Theory: another essentially plotless compilation of conversations and text messages between two girls who just want to get through life amidst creeping exes, college, and a love-hate relationship. An adaptation. All credits and recognition belong to none other than our talented author @VanillaVDE

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Sharp blue eyes, straight nose, red cherry plum lips and strong jawlines, tall and dark. Faelis Erickson has to crane her neck and froze until her white thin blouse was splashed in iced cuppucino cup the guy held. "Do you have eyes?" The sinful hot species opened his mouth and poured the most rotten words only scumbag utters. What the fuck? This asshole splashed his coffee all over me and asked for my eyes? I opened my mouth in unadulterated raged but nothing came out. "I don't have time for this" A gruff voice muttered and gave me the handkerchief and half jog half sprint off and left shaking in pure raged and wet blouse alone on this crowded campus. If I see that prick once again I'll cut his dick off! Tons of people he chose to crash into me without any apologize. My day truthfully ruined. Only 5 years later Fae meet her only nightmare of a dick again but this time she didn't even recognize her as a boss, an asshole perverted one in her eyes. Only Faelis knows that, her boss was not a He but a She. On another parallel point was that Reef Ivanov never forgets her crushed, literally. Her wild crimson hair matched her lips as her bright pink cheeks lit her face as she poured the only cup she had on her, her day was partly ruined because he found a fiery angel. **** "Do you believe in love at first sight?" Her lips caress the shell of my ear as her big callous hand gripped my hips in tight grasped. My lips parted as I closed my eyes at the sensation, my knees quivered to her sound. My moist inner cave responding by throbbing shamelessly to her hand. I did the only things that girl my age does, I raised the jutted of my high heel and stomp hard on her boot. Her scream echoed around the empty office we're in. "I don't believe in loving asshole at all." I bit out sarcastically and smirked at her scrunch up face as she hopped on her single feet. Fuck Fae, you just go against your boss, way to fuck up your first career. *****

The mystery surrounding Sage was all I could ever think of. Her dominance can over power every human being, bending and surrendering to her will. It's part of who she was. Her heart was covered with the darkness of her past, justifying her plans for the future. Will I ever tame the great Sagittarius?

Cam spends most of her time at home, her days are dull, her life is not going anywhere and she's trapped in her total indifference towards the world. That is until her new neighbor comes knocking on her front door and slowly becomes the only distraction in Cam's mind.

***GirlXGirl Romance*** Living in New York you learn to keep up with the quick pace of the city, myself included. I was never the one to stop and smell the roses, but that was until I met her on that dull September afternoon. Her eyes were light and dark at the same time, as if a devil and an angel lived inside of her. Time itself had stopped, and since that day everything had changed, ever since I had crossed paths with Drew Wilder.

[Completed] Lemonade and Other Gay Shit: an essentially plotless compilation of random conversations and text messages between two lesbians. Lemon \'le-mən\ (n.) : a product that does not work the way it should "Did you know that you can light shit up with lemons?" "Why would you light shit up? How the fuck do you even light shit up?" "Not literal shit, Sarah." "Oh." - (Copyright © 2016 by vanillaVDE)

ㅡ "How about," she said. "A nice big cup of 'Let's stay in touch' my ass?" Everyone needs at least a one crazy friend, and it looks like Jennie found hers. [Cr. will rightfully go to the owner]

Ellie has been not-quite-flirting with her housemate’s friend Mia, and not really thinking too much about it, until one day Mia offers to follow through on the flirting. Ellie is surprised, but decides she’d like to try, and slowly a relationship begins to evolve. Mostly a physical relationship, and a confused relationship, but it seems to work for both of them. Um, oops, so I forgot to change this part. I'm sorry! So this is finished for now, but might come back later, and sorry if that seems to be kind of teasey. Because, erm, well, it is… And also, so this is now made into ebooks, which are now on Amazon and Smashwords and other places. And as paper on Amazon. Should anyone care about that, because if you're reading this right now you've probably realized you can read it on Wattpad... so um, yeah. That doesn't quite make sense... But! Just to be clear, all the words are exactly the same, there's no difference or anything, so don't think it's been edited or something. And just to be confusing they’re called Touching Mia and Tasting Mia, because it all went a long way away from being about housemates, really. And two books, because this got really long. So anyway... Touching Mia - http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00I3OWFWG Tasting Mia - http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00I3J93EY And thank you for looking! And thank you to everyone who's reading it, I'm incredibly grateful! And I hope you enjoy! That's all.

Dulce Gavin, a 17 years old girl who doesn't like to watch TV accidentally met and helped a drop dead gorgeous teenager named Glace. They hit it off instantly, but soon lost contact. A week later, Glace turned up at Dulce's school and ended up as her seatmate. The catch? Glace is a Hollywood celebrity who is about to turn Dulce's normal life inside out. Follow these two girls as they discover love, friendship, and the value of family amidst popularity and high school life.