Dumped by her boyfriend, unemployed, middle-aged and chocolate addict. That is Johanna's current situation. To turn the situation around, she decided to go to Paris with her best friend, a dream she had always had. Little did she know that the beautiful city held many surprises for her... - Edited by Steven Clapp

Jazmine is a top-notch, classy girl who grew up having it all. From diamonds to Prada, she knows how to play it rich. However, this rich girl has a secret side to her that no one knows about. She's a fanatic for video game. She considers herself one of the best players for Ending Games, and dominates other players to show her worth. So when the first ever online tournament is announced, she and her team mates aim to win this thing. She'll have to throw away her rich lifestyle if she want to fit in. She will have to learn to be everything she doesn't know how to be, and forget everything she was. Who will win when her two sides collide? Find out in Secrets of a Gamer Girl. ©Copyrights to Princesa108

When Franny learns why former popular boy Tyler fell from grace, she gets thrown head-first into his dangerous world but also closer to his timid heart. ***** Eighteen-year-old Tyler Madden used to have everything. He was captain of the football team, popular, high achiever, and was set to have a successful career. But when a secret too hard to handle comes to light, he turns to underground fighting to deal with the pain. Now, he's in too deep. And when Francesca Howard befriends him at school in the hopes of figuring out what went wrong, she unknowingly gets pulled into the criminal world he's now stuck in. As the two find comfort in each other, they find themselves faced with their impending future and trying to get Tyler out alive. Content/Trigger Warning: this story contains scenes pertaining to drug use, substance abuse, and violence. [#1 in teen fiction, romance and action]

“Wait.” She lays her hand on his chest. “Where will you be? This is crazy….all the things that have happened tonight, that man being killed…I don’t even know how or why he was killed. We were obviously being followed by that car, you were forced to bring me here. We’ve got to talk about all of this. I’m scared and I’m going out of my mind worrying. I don’t know where my friend is. I’ve been taken away from my home, my step-dad? Please can you talk to me? Just for a little while. I know you’re tired, but I need to talk about this." Santo sighs and removes her hand from his chest but he doesn’t let it go. He’s dealt with dictators, warlords, drug dealers and crime bosses. He makes deals with ruthless business men and he’s rescued people all over the world but he can’t seem to rescue his heart from her. He’s falling fast and he doesn’t know how to stop it. He worries if he gets in too deep he won’t be able to keep her safe now that he knows more about what’s going on at La Croix’s. She doesn’t realize how close she is to it and he doesn’t know if she will believe him if he tells her, but he can’t take that chance anyway. “Alright, let me shower and change and I’ll meet you downstairs.” He lets her hand go. “Thank you. I’ll meet you there.” She steps to the side moving out of his way.

"One, call me Emilia. Nothing else. Two, my bed is my bed. Not yours. And, three, remember I am the one in control." His grip around me tightened and pulled me closer in one fluid movement, pressing my chest roughly against his. Who does he think he is? This is a waltz. Not a tango. "And what if I were to break those rules?" he asked, the corner of his lip twisting into a smirk. It was that very look that makes me want to shove him right up against a wall. Hard. "If you were smart," I said, fluttering my eyelashes innocently to look up at him, "you wouldn't test me." "I have to warn you, Miss Sinclair," he replied in a lower, huskier tone, "I can be stupid when it comes to a beautiful woman." Before my lips could even part to gasp, he leaned into me and pressed his cheek against mine, his hot breath brushing against my bare neck as he whispered, "And I'm definitely not scared of you." Just as he pulled away, I dug my fingernails into his shoulder and pulled him back into me. "Oh," I whispered back into his ear, "but you should be."

"Go away !" I protested,pushing him back. It was hard to resist the urge to pull him in an embrace and kiss him with all my emotions. "Why don't you want me ?" he whispered, forcing me to look up. In the annals of my love life,I had never felt so helpless. "Because I HATE YOU-" I muttered. "I hate you for making me fall in love with you - all over again."

It's hard to fall in love but even harder to fall out. Kim is starting to fall for her boss. The most sexiest man a live. It was at that moment when he had asked her out for dinner that she had expected something to happen and it did. It did happen, her dreams of getting in to bed with the sex god were coming true .Until they were caught in the act but by who? When a wife just isn't enough and your boss is a sex god! The Sequel to this story is also in this story gorup enjoy!

THIS IS A WEREWOLF STORY!!!! "Anything for you." He turned to me. He walked over to me and stood between my legs; he grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him. He leaned in, unknowingly sparking that stupid sensation I got every time he touched me....

She writes all night. He flirts with girls all night. But when they come together in his room... the Cool Boy of the school and the Socially Inept Girl share a bed and make the night theirs. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #15 |

Is it possible for a bad boy to be your saving grace? Well for Farrah Bryant it was. After she finds out her boyfriend of six months has been cheating on her, who do you think was there to help her through it all and most importantly get revenge? That's right. The notorious school bad boy Brody Bauer. Just that name alone was enough to send people into hiding. However for Farrah she couldn't have been happier to have him on her side. Especially when it comes to destroying her ex Blake Coleman. Although nothing comes without a price and, Farrah is just about to figure that out when the school bad boy starts making some demands of his own. What could be the reason for this bad boys sudden interest in helping her? And what is it with his hot possessiveness? There is only one way to find out!