This book has tips and tricks on LGBT life and social life. This book also contains etiquette when speaking to an LGBT person Highest Rank: #4 in Nonfiction 12-18-16

Dear Violet, I miss you... It's only been a week or two while you've been gone but I miss more than I think I ever have before. To be honest I thought I was getting better, I really and truly did. I believed I was getting over you and your sweet smile and beautiful big pale blue eyes... But I guess it's evident that I'm not right? Maybe one day I'll actually send these to you but I doubt it. I mean what would you think if the girl you've been friends with since grade eight, the girl you've shared a bed with at sleepovers and cried with in your most vulnerable moments, told you she was in love with you? (the part fiction part fact short love story that I can't get out of my head. In a way I hope you never see this but I also hope that you do.) WARNING this is a story surrounding a girlxgirl relationship if you don't like that please don't read :) hope you enjoy if you do xx

Shawn Reyes is a typical, closed off, impatient, cocky, stubborn, introverted woman. Okay, so maybe she isn't a typical girl. But neither is York Grey. Shawn has never know the expansions of love like those that York has shown her. And although it terrifies her, in every single way, she can't say no to York. Shawn and York's story is that of loving someone with a disability, and standing by them while they struggle. Unbeknownst to them, the disability is not their only obstacle. To live with York is to live without ties, or rather, strings-except one. And that string can be to one person, and one person only. Will Shawn choose York?

Smart and arrogant Amery Tatcher has no care in the world about how she makes other people feel with the way she rejects her long line of suitors, the way she ignores her best friends when they speak and the way she bosses her minions around in the school's Student Union council. Often told off for her harsh ways, Amery remains undaunted and defends her behaviour as "for the greater good". Funny and laidback Sigrid Sharma lives by her yogi parents' motto "Healthy plants and trees yield abundant flowers and fruits." However, she believes that being healthy does not only mean physical wellness but also extends to a happy and fulfilled soul. Forever seeking new ways to enrich her mundane mortal living experience, Sigrid has never allowed herself to limit her happiness to only one thing, or one person. New Ways is a lighthearted story exploring the growth of two completely different girls as their fates (and hands) gradually become intertwined.

[Completed] Sometimes, exes come back, and so do forgotten feelings. And if the universe hates you enough, it's your girlfriend's first love who shows up. And as much as you try not to, you end up screwing up. Then your once guarded and secure 2-year relationship ceases to feel that way anymore. It's always been about chasing the girl who's taken. This time, it's about the one who's losing the girl, and the journey of trying to win her back. (Copyright © 2016 by vanillaVDE; I do not own any of the photos used for the story. Message me if they are yours so I can take them down or give you credit. ❤️)

Every year, Drew makes her friends choose a girl for her to date and if she keeps that through the year she wins the game. This year is different; the challenge will be different in many ways. Especially since this is the first girl Drew likes. A girl that has awakened something in her that she never knew. The series: I'll Reach For You I'll Follow You I'll Always Promise You. Sleeping Romance

[Completed] Lemonade and Other Gay Shit: an essentially plotless compilation of random conversations and text messages between two lesbians. Lemon \'le-mən\ (n.) : a product that does not work the way it should "Did you know that you can light shit up with lemons?" "Why would you light shit up? How the fuck do you even light shit up?" "Not literal shit, Sarah." "Oh." - (Copyright © 2016 by vanillaVDE)

[Completed] "I swear I'm not into you, but can you pretend to be my girlfriend every Monday?" Because meeting at a coffee shop isn't cliché and fake dating usually leads to feelings and Monday mornings don't have to be the worst. The Monday Morning Theory: another essentially plotless compilation of conversations and text messages between two girls who just want to get through life amidst creeping exes, college, and a love-hate relationship. (Copyright © 2016 by vanillaVDE)

[COMPLETED & BEING EDITED] "You're willing to risk your life for me? For us? Is that what you want?" She glared, grasping my shoulders gently and pushing me against the wall of the dark alley. The smell of alcohol and cigarettes swirling around me as I gazed into those violet eyes that make my knees go weak. I swallowed the lump in my throat and held up my head higher and faced this hardcore punk as if I was like her: Rebellious and reckless. "What I want is you. Everything else could go fuck themselves," I told her, seeing the way those violet eyes widened in shock in a quick second before they smiled, a grin spreading on her rosy pink lips. My heart fluttered as her face grew closer, tingles spread through my body just by her touches as she moved to my ear, biting my earlobe gently as she whispered, "I want you too." And my lips were instantly captured by hers... © Copyright 2014 All Rights Reserved

(BOOK TWO OF FRAGILE HEARTS SERIES) // (Short Story) // You don't have to read HER. to read this one. They're all different stories but with similar storylines. // _______ Our relationship wasn't...normal. I don't think it was even called a relationship but in a way, it was. I truly loved you and I think that was a part of the reason we had to say goodbye. But it always ended the same. We would leave each other's lives and in a few years, rejoin as if our love for each other never dimmed. Everyone told me that I should forget about you and stop letting you affect me but how can I forget you when you were the source of my happiness? You were my only love that I would never want to let go. What if this time, this goodbye was our last? Would you be able to live your life without me? I know I would be a mess but I wouldn't show it. You know that, don't you? Maybe this time...we could spend our last moments together. Maybe this time...we don't have to say goodbye. Maybe this time...our love would begin to dim.