It was like she wasn't the pick of the litter. She definitely wasn't nothing like her biologically other half. She had a different walk, talk and attitude that no one seemed to understand. Only person that could get to a even playing field with her left in the middle of the night when she was ten. Now seventeen, the person least likely to even look her way understood her most. Maybe even better. With her being an fraternal twin it was almost amazing how they didn't even like to be in the same room. They didn't even look the same but yet everyone compared them as one person. The other one was the one that received all the hell from the person that is supposed to nourish and love her to the end. One was planned but the other one was more than a surprise. More like a burden.

Sparks fly and horns lock on the Dottie Belle Ranch in Plateau, Arizona! Clint Slade is a well-known hired killer. What he does for a living has never been questioned nor given an explanation. The dime novelists love his work to pen to paper, and young boys see him as the epitome of a heroic lifestyle. He lives a lonely life of solitude as he travels all over the country, and that’s the way he likes it. He doesn’t see the need for other people and his latest job makes him wonder why he even bothers to try to understand them. Bliss Cooper loves her life without the ties of a man or an interest in one. She’s the daughter of a rich ranch owner in Arizona with more than what she needs. Yet when her father becomes overprotective about notes threatening her life, the life she loves so much comes crashing in on her. What seems to her like overkill on her father’s part just might change her life forever. Colt Kidd can't hide it for much longer. Being the foreman of a ranch is a challenge of it's own, but when he starts having complicated feelings about his boss' daughter and long-time best friend, his life gets a whole lot more confusing. He knows that he can't hold a candle to what Bliss really needs, but he would give his whole life to try.

Abby is a 16 year old girl that has been abused sexually by her moms boyfriend. At first Abby's mom didnt believe her because her boyfriend, Thomas, always lied to her. Until one day it all changed. An unexpected surprise, maybe even more than one suprise, will come into her life as she handles it by herself. Read and find out! Please be sure you are mature enough for this.

I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...

{Completed} Emerson isn't popular. She's also not a geek, or a jock, or a musical theatre kid, or emo, or any other social classification. Emerson just kind of exists in high school and for the most part that's how she likes it. Everything gets turned on its head though when a new girl comes to school and decides Emerson is going to be her new best friend. Cue the parties, the regretful drinking, the boys, and all the bad behavior and fun times one can think of. Neither girl is without their secrets though and when they start swimming to the surface will their friendship end as quickly as it began? Cover By: @PeachyReg

"Wait!" Stephen called and I puffed out a breath. I stopped but didn't face him, weighing out my options. I could keep going and head home or I could hear him out. Heavy foot steps were heard behind me until I felt a hand on my waist, whipping me around. His apple green eyes scanning me. "I want coffee" he leaned down whispering in my ear. 'Yeah! And I want your head buried between my legs!!' I thought to myself, looking at him like he was half crazy. Is he confused? "Well Steph I'm sure they have coffee here somewhere. I mean it is a grocery store..." I dryly told him. "No, you're misunderstanding me." He pulled my body closer, wrapping both warm arms around my waist. Everything felt right about what was happening, I felt safe in his embrace. His hold was inviting, strong, and protective. Felt like, home. "I want coffee at your kitchen table, after I've explored ever fucking inch of your body.."He kissed my neck so my eyes fluttered shut. Was this real? Did I hear him correctly? "Do you understand?" Stephen asked brushing a calloused thumb over my bottom lip. "Regular or Decaf?" I spoke breathlessly. This man is going to be the death of me. Stephen is just a postman in an over privileged neighborhood.

Life consisted of lonely nights and dirt. Then she was given a proposition. Life began to consist of men and L A C E. ®All Rights Reserved to ARM179 BEST RANKING #3 in WritingCompetition

COMPLETED! When Mia Gonzalez moves from New Jersey to the south side of Chicago she has to adjust to her new home, school and friends but when she encounters bad boy or should I say her new neighbor Carl Gallagher will she be able to keep her distance? Or just get too close. [ gifs included! (: ] WARNING: Contains sexual content and strong language! Biggest Carl Gallagher Fanfic!

Riley Scott's the one name that everyone knows in the agency. She's the best at her job along with her best friend Joey. She wasn't at all surprised to be sent on a case in the states. Catching a few drug dealers, that should be easy. Well, at least that's what Riley thought. Riley is ordered by her step-father Cole to go undercover in a high school in LA. But just because she wasn't surprised it doesn't mean she was very happy about the case. Just like everyone else she'd much rather stay home then go across the states. But something Riley wasn't expecting was to find love on this trip. Follow Riley on her adventure! »»» SECOND BOOK TO THE UNDERCOVER SAGA! You do NOT have to read the first story, but it is suggested. Trust me when I say the story is 10 times better than the summary. Of course, if you ignore the grammar mistakes. Not edited yet.«««. Cover by @ isabelaSlmnc Highest rating: #1 in Action (11/27/15) - (12/1/15).