Ryann Taylor has been raised by her brothers for as long as she can remember; sarcastic, competitive and full of pride, she will do just about anything to keep up with them. Now, a wide-eyed, dimpled teen with minimal fear in her heart she was taking high school by storm; as for her brothers... Raising Ryann just got a whole lot harder.

Death should be calm, death should be peaceful, death should happen when you're old, but death doesn't ask for an age and death doesn't care who you are. Marley learns this life lesson when spectating a hockey match literally knocks her out. She races away from her fears and discovers the only person who can see her is Trent. Scared of going home, Marley attaches herself to Trent. The only thing that'll rid Trent of Marley is answers. Is she dead, is she in limbo and what happens next? While scouting for answers and discovering her new ghost abilities, the pair find themselves in an otherworldly relationship. Things become complicated when Marley's memory and ghost fade. The expression six feet under just gave her a reality check.

Rose's life has order. She knows what she needs to do to stay out of trouble with her always traveling, never loving, slightly abusive dad. But that all changes when Liam Powers got pushed into her life, making it completely and utterly chaotic. How will she reorder her life, and does she really want to? *This book deals with domestic violence. Please read at your own risk.*

She wasn't that drunk. So the six-foot something creature rummaging through her fridge half-naked, at eight in the morning was real. Now here's the tinsy winsy problem; She lives alone. ------------------------------------------------ Let's just say Catherine Wright wasn't having the best day. Everything just wasn't going well-right. So after a couple of sips of wine, she ended up 'praying' for some kind of distraction instead. Who knew the heavens answered prayers from drunk women. Now Damon Grace would be exactly what she asked for. And a few other things that would make her wish she never drank at all. (p.s. It wouldn't hurt to check the tags this story is on) Copyright © 2015 Liz Martinez All Rights Reserved

Raised by an Egyptian, Muslim father and an Australian, non religious mother, Hana is brought up to figure things out for herself. Not being fully one thing or another, and having two contrasting religious perspectives to learn from, Hana is faced with familial, religious and personal pressures upon any decision she needs to make. As opportunity strikes to move away from Adelaide to Melbourne for Uni, Hana is given the chance to start over on her own, but not before she meets Noah at a local Tip-Top store.

Hannah Taylors finally gives in to her desperation and does one of the stupidest things a girl can do to grab her unapproachable long-time crush Jonah Gibbs' attention: spill soda on his white shirt and leave a motherfrigging red blotch on it. Accidentally... on purpose.

Ava Daniels is beautiful, smart, talented, and the valedictorian of her graduating class, she may seem like the perfect little socialite but she harbors a deadly double life. She's a hardcore drug dealer. With her senior year underway Ava isn't the nicest person around. She's selfish and sassy, and is all about her money. When new bad boy Alex Rogers moves into her small town the tables flip, she suddenly finds herself in a lot of trouble with her boss and her own friends and family. No one ever said selling drugs was easy. *SEQUEL OUT NOW! "AVA AND ALEX"* NOT EDITED AT ALL. LOTS OF MISTAKES OH WELL. *1st book on Wattpad, AKA CHEESY N CLICHE AF LMAO.* Copyright ©

Highest Rankings: #1 Rules #1 Christian #1 Family This is a story about Clayton, age 24, and his little sister Sophia, age 12. Their parents died when Sophia was 6 and Clayton has taken care of her ever since then. He is doing his best to raise her to love herself, others, and most importantly God. He loves Sophia, but she can be a hand full at times, and this can get her into trouble. . . . "You can go ahead and put your phone in my office drawer, and I better not see you messing around when I get back, understand me?" I look down and mumble "Yeah..." which results is a sharp "Sophia." from Clayton. I look up at him and say "Yes sir." He never makes me call him sir except when I am in trouble, but he still expects that I say ma'am and sir to other adults all of the time. I think it is kinda silly, but I am not going to argue with him. My thoughts are interrupted when he say "And Sophia..." I look at him prepared for something else about my punishment, but he just says "... I love you." I give him a small smile and say "Love you too Clay." *ongoing*

THIS BOOK IS ON AN INDEFINITE HOLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. ______________________ Holland was curious. She wanted to know where he went when he got off the bus. It was only one stop away from hers. So she followed him. Rhys could feel her gaze every day. He kept his headphones in and his head ducked. Maybe she'll stop. And then she followed him. That's where this story begins, with the first few moments of what could be an epic love story or a tragic mistake. Maybe it'll even be a little of both.

*COMPLETED* "You think I'd murder you?" He laughed humorlessly. "I- what?" I stuttered, looking at him with a lost expression. If he didn't want to kill me, what was all of this then? "What's your name, speedy?" He asked after shaking his head. "Why would I-I tell you my name?" I tried to sound brave, but this whole scenario was just freaking me out. "I'll find out, eh?" He gave me a smirk. What? "For what? You can just kill me now. I don't want to live like this anymore." I breathed out. I really don't. His loud and obnoxious laugh pulled me out of my thoughts. What's so funny? "You're funny. But-" He took a step closer and I immediately stepped backwards. "-the stunt you pulled last week-" My back hit the wall and I gasped as he stood only a few inches away from me now. His finger lifted my chin and I gulped. "-was not." His smirk was replaced by a serious expression. His eyes were so dark and captivating, I couldn't look away. "And you know what they say, speedy?" He continued as his eyes flickered towards my mouth. I shook my head and his smirk was back. "Keep your friends close. But-" He clenched his jaw. "Keep your enemies closer."