I Am Witch
Crispin was no fairytale hero. He was a creature from the dark, a demon that would either destroy me or save me. My life rests in the hands of a monster and my love in the hands of a man but which one will save me.
Crispin was no fairytale hero. He was a creature from the dark, a demon that would either destroy me or save me. My life rests in the hands of a monster and my love in the hands of a man but which one will save me.
He needs a place to live, she needs a baby daddy. Pietro Santangelo and Marguerite White are students at prestigious Columbia University in New York City. She is a fun-loving, free spirit who finds herself in a bit of a familial bind, he is an exchange student with a chronic case of poverty. They concoct a plan t...
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 hap...
Amy Black is back in her so-called perfect reality. Her apartment, her shoes, her new car and most importantly, her job. But when Amy starts to slip up, making mistakes, forgetting meetings and thinking a lot about the one person she shouldn't - she never imagines the actual reason why and it's the one reason her life...
Cli·ché: a phrase or opinion that is overused and betrays a lack of original thought. Meet Pepper Ballard. Independent, single, and sarcastic as hell. Pepper fights her own battles with pride and is officially #done with clichés. Unshaven werewolves, pale vampires, flawless and talented female vampire hunters who inst...
The night before the wedding Derrick spoke to his fiancé over the phone. They said how much they loved each other and that they would meet at the alter the next day. Both, Derrick and Angela had a few friends over that evening, they stayed in the same hotel but in different rooms. Except the next day Angela was no w...
He leaned in closer, if that was even possible, his spearmint breath fanning across my face. My breathing got caught in my throat as he lowered his mouth to my ear. "You can deny liking me, wanting me, but let's face it- You're like all the rest. You're that good girl who so secretly but desperately wants to c...
It was pity that first made Dannie speak to him. She had known Ryan since she was a kid, but he had always been the popular Golden Boy, and she had always been the tomboy that didn’t mind not having any friends. It was odd, she had thought, that all the popular kids who had once kissed the ground he walked on, didn’t...