Was published, but is now off the market--I'm sorry! Brianne is the opposite of her best friend, Kyla. Kyla is open-minded; Brianne is closed off, judgmental. Kyla is a hopeless romantic. Brianne? Not so much. So when Kyla shoves an apple into her face telling her to throw it across the cafeteria so she can find her future love, Brianne is anything but interested. And yet she throws the apple anyway. Who does the apple hit? Dannon Barone, the most popular boy in school. Though he's seemingly sweet and all-smiles, Brianne dislikes him. She thinks he's a fake, a fraud, someone who is just charming the crowds in order to gain popularity. But Brianne is about to learn that stereotypes are not true, and that she's been too quick to judge those around her. Brianne Nichols' life is about to change forever. And what does she have to thank for it? A bruised piece of fruit. Who would have known that a stupid apple could be right? | technically not part of the summary | Okay, so I know the prenote says to find any errors you can. Just letting you know there's no point to that anymore because I've reedited it two more times after this one (extensively so), and already sent it in to be self-published. The only reason that the prenote is still up is because a fan made an amusing slideshow and if I edit anything then the tags for the wattys will be gone and I'll no longer be entered , hahah!

Writers have to get their characters from somewhere. Sometimes it's just not as simple as making them up.

James Kirkpatrick's difficult life leads him to take solace in virtual reality—a momentary peace soon shattered by mystery, intrigue, and unseen forces bent on plunging the world into chaos. An epic tale of love, loss, and the boundless influence of technology, No Life to Lose examines our fears, our hopes, the price of our dreams ... and what it truly means to be human.

Fifteen years after she broke his heart, Antony's high school sweetheart crosses his path. An unashamedly sweet, romantic story about unrequited love and second chances.

Hi, my name is Destiny Jackson and I'm a vampire-werewolf-angel-demon hybrid ya I know not very common, but it is when your mom is an angel-demon hybrid and your dad is a vampire-werewolf hybrid and they were mates. Thanks to them I have violet eyes that makes me identifiable to the coven, they killed my parents and now they're after me and because of them I'm always on the run but what happens when I enroll senior year to highschool and I find my mate who just happens to be the alpha of the most powerful pack in America

This is a short story, based on a prompt given by the magazine The First Line a few months ago, about a girl and her deepest secrets. For me, it's fiction. But I know that there are people out there who have had this type of experience, and it shouldn't go ignored.

We hope you'll be inspired, shocked, amused, and touched by this selection of letters from the DearTeenMe.com website. 'How awesome would it be if authors wrote letters to their teen selves?' A year and a half later, you can pick up DEAR TEEN ME from Zest Books, read more on the website, or just kick back and enjoy the selection we'll be posting here. Co-curators: E. Kristin Anderson and Priya Chand. The individual letters are property of the contributing authors. We can't guarantee your head won't explode from the mix of angst and excitement, but you *will* enjoy the ride.

Lily was an accident. That’s what Mom and Dad said, when they broke the news to me and the brothers over second-time-around meatloaf and corn on the cob. An accident, as if they were apologizing for puncturing holes in the inflatable pool with the lawnmower...