It starts with a mistake. It starts with a thought. It starts with you.

Winner of the ChickLit weekly Prompts #6. Highest ranked #750 February 2018. Samantha Leed's life is thrown off course when her business collapses. With nothing left in the big city but a hefty debt she flees back home, crushed. Can she learn to dream once more? Additional one-shots in response to chicklit's prompts inside.

Highest ranking #452 in ChickLit 25/03/18 He was hers. She was his. Together, everything seemed perfect. But even the strongest of loves can be undermined by the cruelty of time. When romance is dead, can friendship survive?

Deep down we all crave a love that defies the notions of logic. We are, after all, only human. * * * Don't be afraid to express your love, no matter what anyone labels you as, whether it be needy, clingy, wrong, unrighteous. Love is love. Perfection is imperfection.

Ebony wants to belong more than anything. The daughter of a beta, she has never fit in with her easily intimidated pack mates. She has been isolated, ignored, avoided. So she does something crazy, something fully out of character... She transfers. Halfway across the country. She wants to make friends and find a pack that accepts her. She wants to love and be loved. When she meets Cole - the future Alpha of her new pack - she might just find everything she's been hoping for... Or not. With a new pack, new school, and new friends what could possibly go wrong? A lot apparently. Surviving her exchange year will be challenging enough. Surviving the future MiddleEast alpha? She'll need all the strength she can get. *** Highest Rank #3 in weak **** Abstract: As he walks out the door, the sensation of pins and needles ripples through my body. It starts off like a small current then progressively gets stronger with every minute that passes as I stare at the doorway, wishing he would walk back through yelling "surprise! I'm an arsehole and it was all a joke". Time stretches on. And on... And on. Then, as my body is consumed by pure agony, the tether connecting us to each other fully snaps. The mate bond is gone.