It's Winter break and a freak storm prevents the last five students from leaving their remote campus. Most of the staff have left and those that remain are happy to lock themselves away in their rooms and wait for spring. In the student dorms, a power cut, no outside communications and a need to keep safe brings the quiet nerd onto their radar and once they see her and get to know her better, they wonder where she had been hiding all this time. One thing is for certain, after the storm has past, they are not letting her go. This is a very fast instalove reverse harem short story - enjoy.

Marc and Luke are working in Uncle's diner one night when a mother and daughter come in. As Luke is getting their order, he notices that the girl has some unique characteristics that remind him of one of the members of the family. Marc convinces him that it's just a coincidence and it later becomes a running joke. What happens when the family meets this mother and daughter later on and sees for themselves the similarities? Is it just a coincidence? (This is a CL Stone fan fiction)

Heather Drake is a 22 year old who is hiding from her past and trying to start a new life in California. She is going to be starting with a new career as a teacher at a private school. She is beautiful & witty and doesn't stand for bullshit. Who wouldn't notice her?.. What happens though when she catches the eye of someone who doesn't want to let her go... Who is attached at first sight and wants nothing else but her. Xavier Sanford is a 25 year old billionaire CEO who is also a single father. He also is a very dangerous man if need be and takes what he wants. He doesn't believe in relationships since they all disappear in the end however all it took was one glance at a bombshell beauty and he knew... she was HIS. Preview: "You will be mine Miss Drake and I do not share." I state sternly. "Release my arm Mr. Sanford before I force you to." She states giving me a fake smile. I smirk at her. She takes her other hand and squeezes my wrist before twisting it in a painful position. I hiss in pain. "Don't underestimate me Mr. Sanford." She whispers in my ear before gently pushing me away from her. I shake my hand and look back at her. "This is the only time I will allow you to walk away from me Miss Drake." She turns and glares at me. "Mr. Sanford, I am no possession of yours. " She pushes the classroom door open and leaves me standing there.

(Steamy!) Book one in the 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒚. Hit #57 out of 1.85 mil in romance! Excerpt: My fingers began to work faster, pushing harder, deeper. The image of us in the elevator now taking over. His hands moving all over my body, his fingers deep inside of me. I didn't care where I was or who could see me in that moment. I threw my head back and moaned loudly. I was so close. I opened my eyes to see Damien standing in his window, watching me closely. I gasped, white hot fire licking every cell of my body. I couldn't look away, my gaze locked with his as I came. I cried out, "Damien!" Even as my body slowly began to relax, my panting decreasing as my breathing returned to normal, we were still staring into one another's eyes. I was frozen. I willed my mind to look away. To move. To do anything. It wasn't until he smiled and walked away from the window that I was finally able to move. *** Genevieve Sanderson is a force to be reckoned with. A 24-year-old personal assistant by day, a sex phone operator by night. After losing her parents at the age of 16, she has fought to keep the house her parents raised her in. That house is her sanctuary and she will do everything in her power to keep it that way. Damien Vanderbrooke is arrogant, stubborn and the epitome of alpha male. He fucks and forgets. He is forced to move back to his hometown, buying the house next door to a gorgeous spitfire brunette. He can't take his eyes off her. Drunk and desperate to get her out of his mind, he mistakenly calls a phone sex line. He can't help but be drawn in by the woman's voice, her laugh, her everything. What happens when Genevieve and Damien's worlds collide in more ways than one? Can the alpha male tame the sassy girl next door? Why the fuck does she hate him so much? ⚠️This book is rated 18+. Reader discretion is advised⚠️ Trigger warning: Some readers may find content

After I left the Quad behind in NightShade years ago, I thought my heart was broken beyond repair. Shattered. Dust in the wind. But with my dreams of a future sustaining me, I pushed on. Forged by the flames of fucking Fate to fulfill that naive hope. After seven years of hiding, surviving, and fucking strength of will, I thought I had those dreams made into reality. Until even that was taken from me too. But I am fucking Thana Lillith Kage, the last true Necromancer left standing. And I will be damned if I let my enemies take my second family from me. Never. Again. {Warning. This book is still in the editing stages and I work a full time job out in the real world (fml) so the chapters are either a plethora of words or short and sweet. Like I said before, this is a slow burn RH. The beloved Quad will be more present in the next book while I focused solely on Thana in this one. I hope you all enjoy...to whomever reads this ❤️}

[Warning; This book has plenty of foul language that sometimes borders on obscene, a couple of drool-worthy males, a smoking hot MC, and a storyline that will probably make you cry. *Run on sentence/warning done*] Thana Kage has been on the run for nearly half of her life. Hopping all across the world for five years and waiting for the time when people have forgotten she ever existed, Thana finally returned to make a new life for herself where it had all began. For three years, the plan went along well. She gained a new...friend, made her debut in a public school, and even procured a steady job with a solid income. It was all going so smoothly that Karma just couldn't help but bite her in the ass again. The Shade Brothers, the infamous Quad that Thana herself had once been apart of so long ago, have arrived to put a kink in Thana's well-maintained plan. She thought she had forgotten them. That they had forgotten her. They didn't forget nor did she. Que karmic ass-biting. *This is a slow-burn RH story with four hunks and one kickass female who've they've promised the world to while she keeps it all spinning. 40,000+ words so don't be deterred by the shortage of chapters.* {Apologies. I'm terrible at describing my story but by no means terrible in story...I think? Semi-good? Half-good? I don't know 😅 Anywho, give it a chance or a whirl and let me know what you think! P.S. This story is still in the editing stages so if you spot anything kinky let me know and I'll edit away! Happy reading :)}

At the Sorenson Academy for Girls, girls must be poised, proper, perfect -- or else. The unwanted daughter of the Sorenson Academy's Mistress, Sang remains in the shadows, enduring her abusive mother to keep the younger girls safe - both from her 'disobedience lessons' and the men and women that want to purchase them as pets. But when the Blackbourne team arrives to help, will Sang let them help her, too? ---- Note: This is a mix of The Academy series by CL Stone and loosely based on the world of Perfected by Kate Jarvik Birch. All primary characters portrayed are those of CL Stone, and I'm receiving no financial gains from this, nor will any be sought.

"Bikes, so many bikes. They are so loud and when they all leave, the walls of the old warehouse shake. Sometimes I fear they will break away. They haven't yet, but it still worries me. I stand over the large 6 burner stove cooking multiple large pots of food. The 3 ovens are working over time as soon as something comes out another thing goes in. It's only myself and Cherry everyday working inside this room. Sometimes I wish I smoked so I could go outside for a break but they gross me out and I could never do that." 🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍 Just before her 18th birthday Sang Sorenson was given away to cover her fathers debt. She always thought she would live a quiet lonely life once she escaped her family. Yet life very rarely works out the way we plan it. 🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍🏍 This is a short story! I own none of the original characters from C.L Stones books. My muse has been quiet and now she is screaming. I'm hoping this will get me out of my funk and I'll be back to finish my other stories soon. I will try to update this daily since it will be short, yet I will try to make the chapters as long as possible. 😄😄😄😄 *MATURE LANGUAGE THROUGHOUT*

Two new obsessions have consumed the Blackbourne team: the beautiful new male student at Ashley Waters and the captivating feminine voice from the woods behind Sunnyvale Court. Little do they know, the two are one in the same. ~ Sang Sorenson is a beautiful, kind, compassionate girl who was born to a family of neglectful, cruel, hateful people. At the tender age of eleven, at the time when most girls are finally showing physical signs of becoming a woman, Sang's "mother" made her to look undoubtedly like a boy. After almost seven years of being forced to act, dress, and speak like a boy, Sang, now Shaw, has become resigned to her fate. The only time she has to remember her true self is when she sings, away from her horrible family who seek to stifle her. All other times she must pretend, that's all her life is anymore: pretending to be male...that her sister doesn't hate her...that her "mother" doesn't torture her...that her father might even care if she died. Until a new job takes her family's story to South Carolina. Where for the first time, someone might begin to notice her story doesn't add up. When nine someones may just be able to see past the pretend. P.S. These characters are for entertainment purposes only, they belong originally and entirely to C.L. Stone. P.P.S. This is a ghostbird fanfic, therefore there will be scenes of abuse, swearing, and possible sexual situations as I see fit ;)

...except I'm not. Not anymore. Not since I left four months ago in the middle of the night, after sleeping with my husband's best friend. That my husband is the lead singer of Euphoric -- yeah, bet you didn't know Mal had a secret wife! -- and his best friend is Big, the drummer, just means this sh*t's gotten complicated. If you're asking yourself why the hell I would cheat on Mal, even with Big, well... maybe I should introduce you to some groupies that Mal knows, and you can ask them. I left, but Big tracked me down, and now Angus, Nick, and Drew know where I am too. And let's not forget about Mal. Believe me, no one can forget about Mal. ~oOo~ This is an original short(-ish) story, a reverse harem rock star romance. If we want to get technical, it could also be considered a second-chance and friends-to-lovers story as well. I like to cover all my bases. HEA guaranteed. Not appropriate for anyone under 18 years of age. If swearing bothers you, this is not the story for you. No musicians were harmed in the making of this story. There are references to self-harm and cutting. This is an original work of fiction, all characters and the story are mine. All rights reserved. Copyright ©2018 by V.E.S. Pullen