Katie Holmes is a caffeine addict. Between college, and taking care of her brother, it's acceptable. Though, it doesn't help that the cafe down the street is full of handsome baristas, including one William Cerak in particular who has a mysterious scar on his wrist. Synopses will be the death of my publishing career.

Warning!SLASH/YAOI/ BOYXBOY. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK HAHA(JKJK) Meet Kevin Haruta, A Blessed mix of Japanese and American. Unfortunately, he's stuck in his own world of..Anime. Yes anime. 2D girls, images buried behind a screen, what you can't touch. He searches,he buys,he collects, he admires, he OBSESSES with them. Got that registered in your brain already? O.K. But when he's forced to come out his comfy shell of a home during the summer holidays because his parents refuse to pay for his huge expenditures every month, He stumbles upon a job that offers him not just the money,...but maybe even some love?

Princess Arya Anna Nehima of Pandoria is the firstborn princess of her kingdom. She doesn't match the rest of her family, in looks or personality, and she doesn't want the fate she thinks she has. But Arya's mystifying past isn't the only thing full of intrigue. Her city-kingdom is full of it; from the strange, magical buildings to the hidden secrets surrounding its origins. There is more to even that than meets the eye. Someone or something has had plans for a very, very long time. Plans involving not only her, but everything imaginable. And this mysterious person hasn't just been planning, they've been acting; weaving a web full of false names and empty masks. All these plans are catapulted into action with single, mysterious, note. Events have been set in motion and Life will never be the same. The future Arya had always thought would be hers is definitely not going to happen. Here, everyone wears a mask. But keep in mind however, that removing someone's mask might not always show their true face...

A girl gets knocked out by her tv while playing her favorite game. When she wakes up she finds out that she has some how been brought into the game. When disaster strikes for the third and hopefully last time will Natalie rise to the calling or fall victim to something even more crucial... Love

"Weapon", "Dangerous" and "Lethal" is what they call me. A worthless object made by the Japanese government to regain 'Power'. I'm neither human nor animal but a "Human weapon". I was born on an operating table in a laboratory; "Project E" was the first words I heard. I have no feelings as people say but to be honest I don't know what they are. The Japanese government made me for one purpose and that was to protect wealthy families. I have visited the outside world many times but I have never understood the true meanings of "Reality." I am deathly, I am lethal and I am invincible and therefore I sit in this empty cell where the light does not reach me. The darkness crowds me and yet I am not afraid but sit here on my bed and listen to the screams echo in my cell from the room next door.

15 year old Alex Robertson Is a normal teenage girl that lives in a average household. Her intrests are only to play her favorite game, Kingdom hearts. She goes on a flight to visit her father but that all changes when she soon meets trouble. But, there is something very weird going on, she saw characters form her video game. Thinking that she is loosing it, Alex tries to convince herself that all of this was a dream. Will she ever find out what is happening? Will she make it out alive of her plane? Our lives are destined by fate, so what will fate decide for her?

Who knew that death itself was seeking every single student it came across. The lies and torture that brought London High School to this state is yet to be discovered. Each student either; Disappears, dies or ends up in a fatal situation. Only they didn't know what was out to get them and yet they laughed and scarred many victims. All of this creating the one 'Pyscho girl' that should have never existed. Now, in every corner you remain, someone or something will be watching you. The school itself became haunted with the number of deaths that remained hidden deep in hell. Once you make a move there is no going back When I opened my eyes I knew that nothing in my miserable life prior to that moment could possibly be as bad as what was about to happen. I was lying on the cold floor of a classroom where only the fading sun’s light could reach me. I tried moving, until I realise the thickened rope around my ankles - so tight that the red marks around them worsened to darkened bruises. Dark stains on the floor suggest blood. But it was the chair with dangling ropes; to hold someone down unwillingly that confirmed my suspicions. A darkened figure advances from out of the dusky, black corners of the room. It approaches me, closer and closer. The figure was unidentified as it wore a paper bag on it’s head; most definitely to hide what it was about to commit. It was the school uniform that gave half of it’s identity away; the feminine version of our school’s uniform...