Growing up in a large, middle-class (if not lower) family had its challenges. More than I can account for actually. I had five older sisters and two older brothers. Throw me into the mix and that's a grand total of eight children living under one roof. If my mom hadn't stopped with yours truly, we would have definitely been able to form an entire soccer team with just our family alone. I can't recall much of my childhood and exactly how I interacted with each and every one of my siblings, but I can assure you that it was nowhere near a nice walk through the park. Even until this very day, I still stand by my statement. This is a story about a broken girl who fools the world with one simple action which requires less than ten muscles. Then along comes a boy who knows very well what really lies behind that smile. thank you soooo much to dirtypalette for the beautiful cover <3

[COMPLETED] Emma, and Lucas have been feuding for their mutual friends attention for over five years. But when Emma has to move to Vancouver, Lucas finally believes he's free from her, and her devious ways. Until two years later... Lucas is the schools very own play boy, with Jason Valentine, Emma's former best friend in the lead. However they don't expect to see Emma Sullivan back in their mists, especially when they know something about her that she herself doesn't know. Yet. [Highest Rank: #1 in Mystery, #23 in Teen Fiction]

In which, we see the reactions of the lucky 30 reading their letter from Cath. Book 2 in the Reaction/Action series. [#1 in Short Stories 2/25/15] Cover by: @imparitea

Charlie Whitmen loves sports, junk food, video games, cars and basically anything-if not everything-your average teenaged boy would find interesting. But wait a second, Charlie isn't even a boy! Oh no, she's actually a girl! Bet you didn't see that one coming, did you? Assumptions are never pretty. Like a wise man once said: "Don't assume, because when you do, you make an ass out of u and me." thank you soooo much to dirtypalette for the beautiful cover <3

Cupid's pointed arrow struck Orion, will Orion strike the arrow back at Cupid? Orion was struck by the all-too-famous pointy golden arrow, shot by Cupid himself. But, the arrow wasn't shot to pair her with her fated one. The arrow was shot at her so she could be the next matchmaker. She's stuck to face hormonal teens and a bad attitude mentor until she finds her own love. But, is her love closer than she thinks and standing with his own set of arrows?

❝hey, sweet cheeks❞ ❝do i know you?❞ ❝damn, i'm offended after all we have been through❞ ❝wrong number?❞ ❝try stolen number, babe❞ in which a boy steals a girl's number from his friends phone. ________________________________ highest ranking: #eleven in short story lowercase intended

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

she took pictures to express her art, he inked his skin to express his.

"Come to sit on my lap again?" • • • It's that time of the year again, and people are all waiting for Santa to come by with their presents. Hazel is living a humdrum life in her small hometown, doing nothing in particular when a certain Santa Claus asks her if she wants to sit on his lap. Brown eyes, chocolate hair and abs carved like stone, Nick is nothing like the traditional Santa you know, yet he still straps on the beard and red suit. In town for just the season, Hazel slowly discovers there's more to Nick Saint than what meets the eye. Peeling back one layer at a time (like a Christmas present) she uncovers what truly lies beneath that red suit of his and finds herself in shock at the result. As the saying goes... Santa smirks because he knows where all the naughty girls live... And he was smirking at Hazel.

'"Hello, Tyler." "How did you know it was me?" "Because you're, like, the only person who ever calls." "I'm hungry." "Well, I've been sitting around for two hours waiting for someone to have an emergency." "I'm gonna go order some pizza." "I want pizza..." "Sucks for you."' Notice: This book is unedited and was written in the beginning of my writing "career." I do realize that random, unexplainable things happen throughout the story so please forgive me for those moments. I don't mind constructive criticism, but let's keep the hate to a minimum.