🐹Highest Ranking: #50 in Chick Lit 🐹 Martha Mouse Cameron is newly engaged and living with her fiancé, Henry Gardener, and his young son, Leo, in New York City. She's getting ready to graduate from NYU and is busy planning her wedding. She has put the sorrow and heartache of the lost few months behind her, and is looking forward to her new life with her wonderful new family. But there are always twists in the road, and bends that just can't be seen around. Mouse will have to be brave and strong, and so will Henry and Leo, to get through the trials that await them in this new chapter of their lives.

He needs a place to live, she needs a baby daddy. Pietro Santangelo and Marguerite White are students at prestigious Columbia University in New York City. She is a fun-loving, free spirit who finds herself in a bit of a familial bind, he is an exchange student with a chronic case of poverty. They concoct a plan that they think will work, not realizing how much changes with two simple words... Pete merely looked at her and opened a box of books. He took some out and began placing them on the shelves, bending and stretching at his task. He had a nice back, broad shoulders and muscles that could be seen clearly under his light blue T-shirt. Daisy watched for a minute, fascinated. "Like what you see?" he asked without turning around. She jumped at the sound of his voice. "Well, you're the only thing in the room that's moving, you know?" she said by way of explanation. He turned around to look at her, books in either hand, a small grin on his face. "Of course, what was I thinking?" he asked rhetorically. "And look. We're both adults here, hm?" He looked carefully at her. "The couch we just brought up here cost fifty dollars at the second-hand store, and has to be at least thirty years old. I don't want to sleep on it, and I don't think you're going to want to sleep on it, either." She shook her head. "So the bed is nice and big," he continued. "I think we can manage, don't you? We can share the bed." He watched her for her reaction. "I give you my word this is not going to be a problem for me. At all. Is this going to be a problem for you?" She looked at him. "Really? At all?" She recovered from the unintentional meaning of his words quickly. "No, it won't be a problem for me, either," she said firmly. "We can share the bed." Content warning: This story contains mature sexual content, and themes of premarital sex and sexual assault.

❣️Wattpad Featured Story❣️ Can she love a haunted man? Scout Lawson is on her way to start a new job for the very rich and very reclusive George Wilder. George was a rock star whose fairy-tale marriage to the beautiful Tessa Richardson Wilder ended tragically when she died in a terrible fall at their beautiful seaside home, Farraway Mist. Scout has her own reasons for wanting to get away, and spending some time at the remote location in Cornwall sounds like the perfect solution. However, strange things start to happen almost as soon as she arrives, leaving Scout shaken and questioning her decision. George Wilder, too, stirs feelings in her that she thought she'd put away forever. How could she possibly have feelings for someone so taciturn, so mean? And he was married to one of the most beautiful women in the world, their love for each other was famous; surely he couldn't have feelings for her? ?? "Hello," she said, holding her hand out. "I'm Scout." "You're a girl," he said, surprise making him blunt. "And you're American." She bit her lips together. Fuck. She looked at him. "Yes on both counts." She took a deep breath. "Not what you were expecting?" He blinked at her, looking her up and down. "Uh, no, to be perfectly honest." He jammed his hands into the pockets of his jeans. "Is it going to be a problem?" she asked. "Should I try to get the driver back? Though in my defense, I know my application did mention both those facts." "Oh, I have no doubt," he responded curtly. "I'm not always the most observant. I probably just saw your name and photograph and assumed you were a man--" And oh shit, had he said that out loud? This was not a good beginning. ?? **Warning: Mature Content**

Aurelia, a Noble Roman woman, had heard of the savage British tribes, their mystic Celtic ways, and the battles the Roman army was fighting against them on their shores. The battles her soon-to-be Husband, Quintus Acquilla, was fighting in the name of the Eagle. But she could not have predicted that, when she crossed the ocean to be with him and fulfil the marriage contract between their families, she would be captured by a Barbarian War Lord and made to be his War Prize...

Bailey is taking her yearly flight to her father's house in Florida for the summer. When her plane gets delayed, she's forced to spend a few hours at an airport in the middle of nowhere. As a teenager traveling alone, she knows it's best not to talk to strangers-but what if he's in uniform and really cute? Lucas is traveling alone to Florida to report for duty. His decision to join the Marines might have been impulsive, but he's learning really fast his career with the Marines will involve a lot of "hurry up and wait." He's not interested in making small talk with any other tired travelers-but what if he just can't help but learn her name? When Bailey agrees to give Lucas her email address after a few hours together in an airport in the middle of nowhere, they'll learn that a lot can happen between "Dear Baily" and "Love, Lucas." This will be a short YA story.

Lance Corporal Kenneth Pines was a United States Marine killed in action while serving his country. Taken from this world quickly, he left behind a younger sister and four fellow Marines he had served beside until the day he died in front of them. Just when he thought he had completed his last mission, he finds himself trapped between worlds, left to discover and carryout the most important objective he'd ever been assigned. Quinn Blair has been on her own since her grandmother passed away four years ago. She has no known relatives and her job as a nurse has left her very little time to nurture close friendships. Comforting terminally ill children makes her feel emotionally connected in a way she can't seem to find outside the hospital walls. Spending hours with children who are slowly slipping from this world to the next has made her sensitive to that mysterious space between. Death might come quickly, but going "home" isn't always easy. As Kenneth waits to pass from this world into the next, he finds friendship in Quinn to comfort him until then. This is the final book in the Dear Bailey Series. It can be read as a stand-alone, but it will spoil the other stories if you have not read them yet. Also, reading the Dear Bailey series first will enhance this storyline.