These are two stories that I wrote for an Afrikaans writing competition. The first is about a true Cyber-teen, and the second about someone who struggles to listen to other's advice for him. I might add more with every annual competition. If the story has not yet been translated into English just wait a few weeks for me to post the translated version.

As the only daughter to one of the most powerful Mafia families, Shay has sought to figure out her own path despite the overbearing pressures from her Family. After a family dispute leads to Shay and her mother to go into hiding, Shay attends Elite academy--her own perfect Hell. With an incredibly awful (or ingenious) disguise, Shay's new identity is going well until Jacob Smith shows out of nowhere. Not only does he seem to know every right button to push, but he also seems to know everything about her. Shay's seemingly normal school life explodes with a new set of problems. Old and new enemies are coming for her and she needs to choose whether she will carry the Ricca name. Goodbye Nerd Disguise, hello old identity, old life, old friends, and new enemies. It's the Family business, where plotting someone's assassination is just part of the daily duty. (Unedited first draft) FYI title may be misleading at first.

[Last Name] [First Name] a American who has no presence. He is the Youth - 18 Representative of America and went to America for unknown reasons. Being the Ace of his old school, how will his old American lifestyle of Volleyball change now that he is in Japan?

I reincarnated into a modern otome game as the villainess, the one destined for no love. For my stepsister is the heroine, the one that everyone adores. Just like how in my past life, my rival had done the same. Coincidentally, my rival with an evil heart has reincarnated also. As the heroine, as I should have expected. Haha, fate must be making fun of me. I... I am unable to change anything. Just like last time. But I am determined. To gradually... overcome my fate *This is my own work, please do not copy*

This is a short story of Arno Victor Dorian

Nothing is true, everything is permitted.