"It's kind of ironic, you know? My life has always revolved around being on ice. It only makes sense that I met the girl I love after she slipped on the only patch in the parking lot."

(SAMPLE) Now available everywhere in ebook & paperback (and on Kindle Unlimited in the US & Canada). Kendall works the night shift at the campus library. It's the perfect job: she gets to spend hours reading her romance novels without interruption... until the night that Vincent, king of campus and star of the basketball team, comes to the front desk and asks her for reading recommendations. (75k words. No cheating, no love triangles, happy ending. Adult content. 18+ recommended.)

"I'm tired of this anger, but this anger never tires." ~ Lillian "the Nightingale" Nightshade; daughter of Loki, assassin, and Avenger (trainee). No longer is she a metaphorical rock in SHIELD's boot, but rather the boots of HYDRA and numerous other enemies of the Avengers. The girlfriend of her favourite boy toy Captain Crunch - otherwise known as Steven Grant Rogers - finally has everything she could've possibly ever wanted. Dysfunctional but irreplaceable family, moronic yet endearing friends, and a righteous Boy Scout boyfriend. What more could a snarky, sarcastic assassin possibly need? No longer does she feel despaired, or broken, or used, or controlled. She wears her battles, both won and lost, proudly on her skin, her very own armour against all the villains the galaxy has to throw at her. Never again did she think, that heroes rather than villains, would be the ones to cut underneath that very armour. A murderous male Siri on his period, a scarlet bitch who almost made her murder the man she loves, a cocky speedster flirting with her baby sister, and the return of those goddamn stones that she wants nothing to do with, end up being the least of her problems. Enemies, she knows. Enemies, she can fight without an ounce of remorse. But choosing to fight either her best friend or the love of her life? That's a battle Lillian Nightshade knows she can't win, even if she wanted to. BOOK THREE OF THE NIGHTINGALE CHRONICLES SET DURING AVENGERS: AGE OF ULTRON - CAPTAIN AMERICA: CIVIL WAR ** I do not own any Marvel or comic characters. I only own Lillian and Adelaide Nightshade, Samuel Hemmings, Victoria Kingsley, Estelle Aveline and some other characters that may appear later on in the story. The rest of the rights are reserved to Marvel comics.**

Eden Rivers is the new girl, she transferred from Pennsylvania in the middle of the year, on the run from an abusive boyfriend and a dark past. Little did she know that moving to this new town would involve a friendship like no other and many obstacles to come. Who knew being friends with the rich kids would cause you to be involved in murder and being used in a sick game between the bad boy and the heartthrob of Dayton lakes. These many unforgettable experiences will soon to be the most difficult thing Eden will have to overcome. But will she overcome it? Running for miles follows a group of high school students through their experiences of sex, drugs, friendships, love and trauma.

‘He went out of the room. In his boxers. Again. Like the laws and principles of the universe, which were scientifically proven, I couldn’t help but scowl. He smirked. “Well, stop drooling all over me.” I wrinkled my nose. “Right. Good luck with your delusions.” With that, I prepared to leave. Cam’s jaw twitched. He walked closer to me. Closer still. His green eyes held me in place. Before I knew it, he was standing inches from me. I was holding my breath. He smiled confidently. “Falling in love with me?” I didn’t know why... but I was speechless.’ Seventeen year-old Shea Collins’s life was pretty much falling apart. She was flunking her Physics class, she has a hundred bucks to pay to a long-lost childhood friend she could barely remember, she was receiving anonymous declarations of love from a secret admirer (which were completely embarrassing), and now her spot on the school paper is in jeopardy. What she wants: To keep her spot as the feature editor of the school paper. How she plans to do it: To survive being a phantom writer. A writer no one would know of. A mystery. Someone who would write gossips and rumors about students. Who she’s planning to target: Oh, just the biggest jerk of the century—Camden Sun. What she’s going to get: Trouble. Lots of it. What she didn’t expect: The unexpected (duh). Love.

"Logan..." I breathed out. Logan pinned me against his wall and his eyes glowed. His wolf is coming out. Crap crap crap. He kissed down my cheek bone till he got to my neck. "Logan..." I let out again. He began to suck on my neck and kiss the place he was supposed to mark. I Let out a faint moan and he started to give me a throaty growl. I run my hands through my hair and he started to breathe rapidly. "You smell so good Ella" he said not parting from my neck. My wolf purred at the things I was doing with my mate right now. "Logan I think we should stop." I said pushing him off a little bit to look into his eyes. "I'm so hungry" he said and his eyes were completely golden. Dang it.

CLICK THE LINK IN MY BIO FOR EARLY ACCESS CHAPTERS ON INKITT!! *** "Calm down," he said as he brushed the broken glass off his forehead. "Calm down?" I shrieked. "You're telling me to calm down after a man just tried to kill us in the middle of the night and is now laying right over there dead!" I said pointing to his limp, none moving body. "He's fine," River said as if it were no big deal. "I didn't hit him that hard." I looked at him in pure shock. What was wrong with him? "Now come on," he said grabbing my arm and leading me away from the man. I looked at him. Sweat had formed all over his forehead and a look of urgency was written all over his face. Blood was now leaking from the nasty cut on his forehead and looked like it would need some serious tending. I looked between him and the guy laying on the ground. I'm probably going to regret this later. I thought to myself as I took a deep breath before nodding and without a second thought, he continued pulling me away. *** Cat was your average girl; she maintained good grades, loved friends, and wanted to become a famous dancer, but her life changes when she literally runs into the biggest bad boy in her school: River Parker. Aka, the boy who doesn't care about anything or anyone except his very few close friends, including Cat's best friend Liam. But little did she know that her 'run in' would throw her into a life of drugs, gambling, near-death experiences, and so much more. And to make things worse, she might be falling in love with him and all his dangerous ways. (I know that this may seem cliche, but please give it a chance) ©2016 Highest rating: #1 in TeenFiction

Goofy. Rebellious. Strange. 'Nerdy'. Dangerous. These are just a few words to describe Riley Storms. Being a teenager is hard enough, hell, growing up is a difficult task. Being normal isn't something that this spunky sixteen year old has ever been used to. Her father is the leader of Mayhem, the most powerful gang in the America's and her mother runs '204', the most lethal mafia in Europe. So when she and her family pack up and move to a small town in Texas, she thinks of it as an opportunity to be her own person, to leave the stigma her family name gave her back in New York. She can be just an average teenage girl, a fresh start where no one knows anything about her families past. Until she meets Ethan King. Notorious 'Bad Boy' of the town. She's his next 'target'. He thinks it'll be easy to get her to fall to her knees, begging for him to take her right then and there. But she's Riley fucking Storms. She refuses to cave in so easily. Ethan grows curious about this mysterious new girl. He doesn't know what it is that draws him to this seemingly innocent good girl. But he's determined to find out what that pull is. With her stubbornness, and his tempter, things don't go as plan. But he's still mind-set on finding out about her. Curiosity killed the cat, right? Good thing he's not a cat. She's stubborn and hardheaded, he's temperamental and cold. Sound familiar? They say history repeats itself. I mean, like mother like daughter, right?