If you've read The Mischievous Mrs. Maxfield, you know who Brandon Maxfield is. He's only my readers' favorite book-husband ever. *wink* If you've read his little journal note about the honeymoon and swooned, then you might like this. We've been in Charlotte's head throughout the whole epic ride of her life, glimpsing the mind and heart of the prince who swept this not-so-proper princess off her feet. If you want to see more of what went through Brandon's mind, read on. See what it's like from this side of the fairy tale... ***PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU HAVE NOT FINISHED The Mischievous Mrs. Maxfield.*** Author's Note: These are not duplicates of scenes that have been depicted in The Mischievous Mrs. Maxfield told from Brandon's POV. This book is going to consist of Brandon's journal entries as he goes through the similar experiences as Charlotte so it's not going to read like actual scenes in a book. Fan it at: https://www.facebook.com/TheMischievousMrsMaxfield *** Copyright © 2014 by Nina Tippett. All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior written permission of Nina Tippett. This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Images, music and videos used in the cover art and any of the multimedia content posted in this story are the sole property of their respective owners.

"If He can't be your Superhero, then steal the cape." Flo just wanted to find an art career in her crime-induced city. However, her plans fall off tangent when she has to spend countless nights with her insane ex-boyfriend, Ace Lockwood.

April Haynes, 17, artist, solely listens to 50's music otherwise pretty average.On the other hand there's Issac Winters, football player, charmer,girls drop at his feet. Not April, no way she will be sucked into his ego maniac vortex,not a chance. Their conversations consists of snarky comebacks and eye rolling. Nothing more, until life turns upside down making Isaac and April constantly together. Maybe the universe is telling them something.

❝she ran into his life with frantic eyes and a laugh he'd never forget, but he was the forgettable one, and for the first time, he didn't want to be❞ brontë whyte, snarky, arrogant and far too rebellious for her own good, fits the definition of 'misfit' entirely. one peanut butter cup at the time, the law comes to her in its only little, way, in the form of soft brown eyes and blonde hair. brontë never wanted to fall for anybody, but fate had a funny way of screwing with her.

(The Triumvirate Histories Book One) What do you get when you add thirty eighteen-year-old high school seniors and a two week trip to Paris? One sometimes boring, other times not trip of a lifetime. And when you add your roommates sneaking out and your guy best friend sneaking in to your room? A night of movies and junk food until finally passing out at three in the morning. Now, for a more exciting question, what do you get when you add together a drink thrown in your face, getting lost in the museum you're in as you come back from cleaning yourself up, and walking in on heist in progress? That's right. The kidnapping of Emmy Alexander, who just happened to be me. But when you hear about all of these kidnappings on the news, you expect the worst. Not mine, though. Mine included a secret society that the public, after learning about it a few years before, thought was now a modern myth, searching the globe and stealing back the pieces of a puzzle that we didn't know what information it would hold, and running from another secret society that was bound and determine to stop us no matter what. Oh, and you can't forget John Raymond, who just happened to be the one who kidnapped me. It was technically his fault I was in the middle of this, thrust into a world of secrets. I couldn't complain, though. And no matter what, John couldn't say we didn't make a great heisting team. But when that other secret society came into our crazy, messed-up equation, it added even more danger. But then again, I wanted a little adventure in my life, and I sure as heck got it.

"you imprinted yourself on me like coffee does to pages in a book, and that stuff sticks." letters from adrian. [ © donut_ 2014 ]

A collection of notes, a public library, two teenagers, and zero spoken communication.

"It was a shame, really. What a fabulous sweatshirt, and it was already ruined." Marla Cooper is forgetful. She fails to recall everything from birthdays to the Pythagorean theorem-- and that includes checking her sweatshirt's pockets before she throws it in the washer. After the washers on her dorm floor explode, Marla finds herself relocating to the hole-in-the-wall laundromat, Sheets, for all her laundry needs. Turns out, so does a certain black-haired boy named Haruki Ozawa, the one person Marla couldn’t forget if she tried.

"You and I, we weren't written in the stars, but constellations are sewing themselves together because we were meant to be." A Saving Elliot One-Shot

***WATTPAD VERSION. There is a revised version available on Amazon*** [Melkin Series book #1] ════════════════ "Travis?" I asked as softly as I could. He smiled, tweaking the corners of his mouth up. If my eyes hadn't adjusted to the darkness by now, I wouldn't have caught it. "You're like heaven from the view in hell," he said. ════════════════ Lacey Carson dreamed of experiencing the exciting world outside of the mundane town her father limited her to. Then she met Travis Miller, who was a little more adventure than she was ready for. Join her as she learns about the ups and downs of independence, her own strength, and the gang world she quickly becomes immersed into.