Coralee Bradbury knows she’s a lucky girl. Adopted by Anya and Dr. Peter when she was a baby, she lives a comfortable life with parents who love her deeply and give her everything she could possibly need. In return, they ask one small thing of Coralee - a few vials of her blood every month. For years Coralee complies without hesitation or questions. But as she grows older she begins to see her family differently, begins to resent her familial obligation and the dark secrets she must carry. Then, on the day of her adopted mother's one hundredth birthday, two strangers intersect her life - old and new secrets are revealed, lies brought out into the open, changing the lives of everyone. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

After getting abused by her drunk mother, Clara moves to her fathers house, but there's nothing normal about her going to live with her dad, or sperm donor as she calls him. She's moving to the country and there's nothing she can do about it. She lived there once, but moved out with her mother, not being able to bare it no longer. It's a up hill battle but Clara couldn't be more prepared. Let There be Cowboys, because someone's going to have to tame this wild mustang.

Every woman's fantasy is to be married with someone they love someday. Most women are excited and ecstatic when planning their marriage ceremony with their husband to be. I have watched a lot of films, read a lot of romance books and seen real life wedding ceremonies and most of the brides are happy during the day of their wedding. Would you blame me for not being like them today-my wedding day? ** Being caught in bed naked with someone after going to a party is so not good especially if the one who caught you was your overly protective and conservative parents. What makes it worse is that the person naked next to you is one of your best bud who happens to be the son of your mother's best friend. One night, one party, one mistake turned their life upside down. ©2013-2016, All rights reserved --- WARNING: This story may contain inappropriate language and scenes for young readers. You have been warned. The first few chapters is subjected to revision. Please do excuse the errors for this story is on it's very rough draft c: EDIT: Blame Newton and The Boy From The Party's spin-off. If you do not want to be spoiled, read the two first before this. However, this story can stand alone.

Noah Parker: resident bad boy. Some say he runs a drug cartel and an underground fight club. Others say he has a personal smoke cloud above his head due to all the cigarettes he smokes. Whilst some say he has his own holding cell in prison because he's in there so often. But who said the bad boy's all bad? Because maybe they're wrong. Noah Parker was happy to be left alone and known as the 'badboy' until it landed him into a shit load of trouble. Framed for a crime he didn't commit, he's sent to military school across state. The last face he sees is the girl who may or may not know the truth. Mackenzie Everheart. Six months later, Noah gets into get the college of his mother's dreams, studying English Literature. Strolling in late on the first day he notices a familiar face and soon revenge becomes his main intent.

. Loan sharks: A moneylender whom charges extremely high rates of interest, typically under illegal conditions. Their goal is to distort you to become this being without empathy, remorse or compassion, so that doing inhumane acts becomes a lot more bearable to live with. After all, we all end up doing the things we once said we never would. And seventeen year old Anastasia Milton was definitely no exception to that. *** ©_bxlly copyright 2013

Aspen is receding further into the depths of her own mind. She seems hopelessly confused. Until she meets Cassie, the seemingly perfect girl that wants to be friends. Plagued by relentless hatred, Cassie seems like her only hope. But Cassie is hiding a few secrets of her own. Seemingly relentless, Aspen isn't quite sure whether Cassie will be the savior of her drowning soul, or the anchor that will drag her farther down. There is one thing that's for certain, though. She's lost either way.