Rose Frost is your everyday (almost) normal girl. Average grades, weird friends, two parents who act like teenagers, and of course she has a grey cat named Pussy. Kids are drawn to her like a moth to a light. She has a charm with kids and that's the very same reason that if you need a babysitter for the night. She's your gal. You can find her on Craigslist. During the summer, she gets a proposal to become a nanny until the summer ends to some weird villa sixty miles out of town. What she last expected was to become the nanny of five werewolf kiddos. Warning! Story contains naughty words, some heated content, weirdos, poorly edited chapters, trigger words, and werewolf romance :) P.S Story is slowly being re-written! 06.23.16

Zelda Stacy gets sucked into a life she was born for, a life she has no choice but to fight in. Defiant exterior and creamy interior. Zelda was immediately taken out of her typical life and tossed into a world called Night. There there aren't any rules except "don't fuck up". Unfortunately for Zelda, she goes against the grain for a living. In this world there are seven species: Humans, Vampires, Demons, Werewolves, Shifters, Angels, and Witches/Warlocks. No rules? Oh, this is paradise. "Not really sure if you're really a bad girl or not," he taunted with a small grin. "You don't want to know if I'm a bad girl." she snickered leaning into his face, she inhaled his minty scent and felt his body temperature spike. "Bad girls don't give in to idiots like you." his lips twitched. She got up and walked away. Lynn came up to her with a raised brow. "You've got all the inhuman boys after you," she said shaking her head. "This will be interesting." "They can chase all they like, I don't believe in this bullshit." Lynn only laughed. "Boy, oh, boy you are in for a rude awakening. One of these days you're gonna be all pinned against a wall by one of these beasts holding on to your dear soul as they suck the life from your body in all sorts of ways. They're quite the creative ones." "I'd kill to see them try," she said with daring eyes. Lynn snickered. "Oh, you'll see them try, girl."

One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to laugh, how to protect, and even possible how to love. I only asked one thing "Why?" I still remember the one phrase that changed my life"Let me carry her" This one single and normal phrase was said by none other than Cooper Kingsley, our school's and town's bad boy. He was the championship boxer who drove a motorcycle and got into trouble frequently. He's the guy with brown hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through, the guy with irresistible cold blue eyes and the guy with a built and strong body that made girls crazy. He wasn't your typical player either; no he was just hard to get- A complete tease. And the fact that he would volunteer to help a girl like this, was not normal. So what did Cooper Kingsley want anything to do with the bland and boring me? I was completely and utterly average. Or so I thought. So why did the devil suddenly become my guardian? Let's find out. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | brech33se

[Includes Something about Summer & After Rain] Raine Evans had everything. Okay, maybe not. So she avoided her problems a bit too much and didn't have the best past, but she was happy. Then summer came. What started out as a crazy challenge and a devious, match-making best friend turned into an unconscious game of hearts. And somehow, everything she had been running from became inevitable. Three years later, it's all still broken. Forever had became just another seven letter word, and moving on was the only way to go. Until a chance meeting puts everything on pause. But no one's really ready to try again. After all, things are so much harder the second time around [WattyAwards2012 Finalist: Humor]

❝The higher you go, the harder you fall.❞ Elena Evans has always been the observer. No one notices her, but she sees everything. The Elite. Beautiful, spoiled, exclusive. The richest families in the world- they don't let just anyone in. When Elena is asked to make one of them fall in love with her, she figures it's just a stupid game. But the Elite have secrets- and Elena isn't the first one to play their game. [The Elite Series #1] [Wattys2014 Winner: Talk Of The Town Award]

Alice Richards is rich, beautiful and bad, very bad. She had been expelled from more schools than she cares to count. Her parents are fed up with her attitude so they give her an ultimatum; Prescott Private High School or boarding school in Russia. During a drunken night out with her best friend, Ellie, she picked a Dare: She has to act like a nerd for One Month. Meaning, no parties, no booze,no leather jacket. To win "the bet", she has to act, dress and talk like a nerd. No one at Prescott Private must know who she really is. Add a collision with the resident BadBoy of Prescott Private, Lukian Dubrinsky and some skanky Cheerleaders. Alice wished that She'd Picked Truth instead of Dare. IMPORTANT NOTE: This isn't cliché. It starts as one, continues into a crazy twist and the ending... You'll have to read to know.. ;)

It was just supposed to be another summer in LA. Making worthless attempts at acting for Camille. Auditions to the red carpet, tanning, and surfing for Aaron. Camille thought it was just going to be a meeting outside of Hollywood, but when she is face to face with celebrity Aaron Sarnburg, they find themselves on a private quest to give Aaron an aspect of what it’s like to have a normal life. Suddenly, they open up to each other and are sucked in to each other’s lives as well as trying to escape from the media. When a new level of tension arises, they realize they need to figure out the next step is to the life they live and being truthful to everyone around them.

Watty Finalist: Mystery/Thriller, On the Rise I see him vividly in my head. Him. The guy who calls himself A for whatever reason. The guy dressed in a black cloak with a hood that makes his face look like an endless sea of darkness. The guy whose voice is like velvet; so smooth; yet so deep and dark it sends chills down my spine every time he speaks. The guy whose simple words and actions are enough to send my heart into a frenzy. The guy whose black-as-night eyes captivate me day and night. The guy who enjoys teasing me and making me angry, like it's one of his new hobbies. The guy who has the power to make my legs turn to jelly in an instant. The guy whose past is so deep, dark, and bottled up that it scares me. The guy who spends most of his time stalking me; visiting me at night. The guy whose arms hold me so tight and securely. The guy who evokes feelings in me that honestly scare the hell out of me. But he's not just a guy. He's a criminal. The criminal that calls me cupcake.