How does a simple American foreign exchange student change the course of history? By falling in love with a Prince of Spain -- of course. [extended summary inside | cover by blissom] [THE SPIN-OFF TO "TAKE ME HOME" -- you DO NOT have to read it before reading this] [A REVAMPED VERSION OF "CINDERELLA FOR HIRE"]

A book of one-shots based on my completed works. These are not in any order and NONE of them were meant to actually be apart of the stories. These are just fun little add-ons. Please note that these don't follow a timeline. The one-shots will be out of order, because I'm just writing one whenever I get the inspiration. So they could be from when the characters are teenagers or from when the characters are adults.

An infamous music school. Cute teachers. A delinquent. And rich bitches. What exactly has Allie Heywood gotten herself into? Allie Heywood loves to play piano. Ever since she was a child, she's dreamed of being a pianist. In order to go the best music school in her state, she moves in with a family friend-- a young man who also happens to teach at the school.

When Franny learns why former popular boy Tyler fell from grace, she gets thrown head-first into his dangerous world but also closer to his timid heart. ***** Eighteen-year-old Tyler Madden used to have everything. He was captain of the football team, popular, high achiever, and was set to have a successful career. But when a secret too hard to handle comes to light, he turns to underground fighting to deal with the pain. Now, he's in too deep. And when Francesca Howard befriends him at school in the hopes of figuring out what went wrong, she unknowingly gets pulled into the criminal world he's now stuck in. As the two find comfort in each other, they find themselves faced with their impending future and trying to get Tyler out alive. Content/Trigger Warning: this story contains scenes pertaining to drug use, substance abuse, and violence. [#1 in teen fiction, romance and action]

**SEQUEL TO A BLIND DATE, MUST READ BEFORE GOING FURTHER** Cass and Alex. The most perfect couple. At the end of their senior year, they are not quite 'boyfriend' and 'girlfriend' per se. So, when they both go as counselor's at Cass's aunt's sleepaway camp, will they grow closer? Or will fate tear them apart?

They reminded me of Peter Pan's Lost Boys, wild and rebellious, but all grown up in a way that could only be described in one word: sexy.

Every story needs a catalyst. For Wren Jamison, it was Walter Quinn. * * * * * Catalyst. Science will tell you it's a substance that speeds up change. So I looked forward to the day I would stop being a sleeping in, semi-seriously homeschooled, number one Dave Franco fan girl. But I never thought that day would come so soon, so quickly – and I never figured that Italian sports cars, designer clothes and an army of girls ready to claw my eyes out would come with it. And what exactly did I need to do to turn from a completely nutty nobody to the kind of person everyone kept their eye on? Simple. Just Add Walter. Copyright © 2014 CrayonChomper

Hey, let me intruduce myself first. My name is Elle, and Im a book critic. Well, not like the professional book critics and stuff, but I read books and I give them a review in a website. After an unfortunate twist of events, I managed to get cursed by an author slash witch. Yeah a legitimate witch, you know, the kind that can actually curse people. And right now, my life is just one big CLICHE. A dude claims he was in love at first sight. My best friend starts giving me the want-to-be-more-than-friends syndrome. Theres this bad boy that suddenly takes interest in me, and theres the jerk king of our school, that for some reason knows my name. I actually need a job, and with my luck, I became a maid. Did I mention that I happen to be the long lost heiress to a multi billion dollar company? I didnt? Well, there you go. I know, unbelievable right?

Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all happy and excited and they can drool and swoon over Finn Wallace – the hands-down hottest guy in school – like there's no tomorrow. Me? Well, I'm just bitchy and mean. So someone please tell me why Finn Wallace is suddenly chasing after me? *This is NOT a Bridgit Mendler fan fiction* Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper