An introspective look at one man's morning routine. Even the most mundane events can be difficult to survive.

"Mommy tell us your favorite story" I smile. "Well my mother always told me the story of Cinderella the brave and kind girl with no mother or father. Just her ugly step mother and sisters. They mistreated her very badly. But she stays kind and happy through it all. Then there is a royal ball and she wants to go but her step mother doesn't let her. So her fairy godmother comes and makes her a lovely dress and carriage and glass slippers. She danced with the prince all night long then at 12 she ran off but lost her slipper. So the prince searched the whole kingdom for this maiden who fit the slipper and when he did Cinderella escaped her step mother an sisters she lived happily ever after" they giggle. Then my Prince Charming comes. "You know kids mommy has her own Cinderella story" they gasp. "Really tell us mommy tell us" I giggle. "Ok ok the story starts like this" I take a breath. "On the morning of the first and most beautiful day of spring. With the birds chirping and flowers blooming over the never ending meadows. Animals coming out. The Lucius green grass across the fields. The trees in there full grown glory. Two beautiful babies were born..."

Highest rank - #1 in humor 28/9/2017 [Book 1] Imagine this ~ You think that you are sleeping in your comfortable bed, next to your three-year-old brother, but then you open your eyes to see three good-looking guys staring at you. The worst part is that you are in a moving car, laying on their laps. ××××× Ariel O'Connor is a sassy, sarcastic, funny, caring, and confident 19-year-old. What will happen when she wakes up in the wrong place in an unusual situation? What will she do? Here's a tip: Watch your language, and do not eat her Oreos. #Book 2: You Are In Hell Boys #Book 3: We'll End up in Hell Boys ××××× DO NOT STEAL ANYTHING FROM THIS BOOK! All Rights Reserved 2017

➶ ➶ ➶ "You're a bad kisser" I said as we pulled away. "And you're a bad liar" he replied as he laughed. ➶ ➶ ➶ She hates him. Why? Because he stole her first kiss. He hates her. Why? Because she kneed him in the ornaments right after. When playboy Sean Handerson decided to steal Liz's precious first kiss in front of the school's cafeteria just to win a bet, she kneed him and stormed out. With his ego wounded and with her first kiss stolen, they became sworn enemies within a day... and it doesn't help that Sean Handerson coincidentally started working in Liz's Grandma's Pizzeria. But as they say, there's a thin line between love and hate. Through endless sarcastic remarks, lame puns, awkward moments, jealousy, shared secrets and even more sarcastic remarks, Liz Summers might have her first kiss stolen by Sean Henderson , but... Sean Henderson might have his heart stolen by Liz Summers. A/N: This is my first book so the development and writing of the story might sound amateurish but please give it a try! I promise you won't be disappointed! :) Feel free to correct any grammatical errors (nicely please) :))

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction || Coral Stewart is a nerdy seventeen year old girl who is way too smart for her own good. She has already graduated and has been hired at St Martin's, an all boys school. The only problem with this is that she has to attempt to teach four boys History - and trust me when I say they are not going to make it easy for her. One nerdy girl. Four perverted boys. One History lesson every Friday. What could possibly go wrong? *=*=*=* Warning: There's gonna be dramaaaaa [Completed] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

Ashley is basically the Queen of Nerds at her stereo-type filled high school, and being abused at home doesn't really help. But what happens when the most popular boy at school sees her bruises? ______________ "Here let me help." It was Jason. He was in the girls bathroom, the girls bathroom. "That's ok." I mumbled turning away. The bruise was starting to show. "No I insist." He grabbed my arm and turned me around. I winced and looked up at him. He started to dab like I was doing, then he started to rub. He stared at my arm intently. "Is that a bruise?" He asked looking at me then the bruise and back and forth. "Yeah, I, um fell off my um...bike! Yeah my bike!" I said. He rolled his eyes and let go of my arm. "Well whatever just get that checked out." He said smiling. "Why do you care?" I asked. "Because I'm trying to be nice," Then he mumbled, "It's not like you have friends anyway." "Hey! That's not nice." I said furrowing my eyebrows. He held up his hands in a no offense motion. "I'm just saying you could use some friends." He said. -------------- Cover by @QueenCourtneyLynn

"She's hot." "Yeah, I know. I'm kinda jealous..." "I'm gonna ask her out." "Are you crazy? You're asking for a death wish." "What's so wrong with me asking her out?" "Everything! You just can't." "Why!?" "Because she belongs to the king." - Mia White was just an ordinary girl that walked the face of earth. She was who people looked up to. She had good grades, was the kindest person you'd ever meet, and was breathtakingly beautiful. Everyone in ClearHills Academy loved her. But, there were also some who feared and despised her. Some people hated Mia because she was known as 'little miss perfect' and because she was claimed by the one who practically owned everything. Besides her best friend, Sarah, not many people approached her. Most people feared that if they were to do something wrong, it would anger him. And that was the last thing people wanted. Ace King was someone not to mess with. His father owns a powerful company that he would soon take over. He was what parents told their kids not become. He was the bad boy of ClearHills Academy. Ever since Ace first laid eyes on her as kids, she was what he wanted most. Mia was the only person who he'd drop on his knees and bow down to, she was the only person he cared not to be feared by. She was the only who could tame him. - "What is it dear? Do you want something else?" his mother asked, looking down to see his attention focused on something. Or rather, someone. "Her," he said, pointing at a girl, sitting on a small wooden stool with a book in her hands. "I want her." - ❝Everyone knows she belongs to him.❞ - WARNING [ contains mature language ] Highest Ranking #1 - 01/27/18 | Billionaire #1 - 02/01/18 | Romance STARTED on November 7, 2017