(Cover by: happybunnyx123) Lexi is a freak, at least that's what everyone tells her. She talks to the dead, has no friends and her own father is afraid of her. But when a new teacher arrives at school her life is shaken up more than she could ever imagine.

{SEQUEL TO CALL ME ELLA} Yes, seven years have passed since I broke free from my own from of twisted fairy-tale. I cut ties with my "evil" stepmother, my stepsisters and from all the hatred I had in me. Yes, I moved on and left that place, carried on to live my own life in my own terms, without defining myself in terms of how much I hated someone. Yes, I let go of my love to focus on myself, my dreams and my career. Yes, during all these years I've thought of him and missed him, but I've lived content with my decision, knowing it was for the best. Yes, I found myself and I feel free, I'm also ready to give myself a chance to focus on that other part I decided to put aside seven years ago. Yes, I'm ready to give love another chance, but even if I've changed a lot, I'm still the same girl from seven years ago in that celebrity retreat centre, just improved. I'm still Ella. BONUS BOOK in the Aware Princess Series flower: Daffodil, it symbolises "return my affection; new beginnings."

I fell in love with the guy. Yeah yeah yeah we all fall in love many times in our lives but this is different. This is real. I love him and he loves me. Just a story I thought I should write with the sex lord Andy Biersack. I hope you enjoy it. ^_^

My parents signed a contract when I was first born that stated I'd be sold as a vampire slave when I turned 18. They never told me about this. I had to figure that out on my own when the men in the black suits came to take me away. I saw all the scared faces at the auction center. Before I knew it I was bought by the prince. Andy Biersack. Even through all of the harsh beatings I can't help but feel a connecting between me and Andy. I think he does to.

Andy Biersack is a dangerous guy. His reputation consists of: insane, psychotic, criminal, and dangerous. He lately broke out of prison, and is now running around the streets of LA. - Scarlet Thompson is a very kind, generous, loving girl. She lives in her own house by herself. One night Andy breaks into her house and holds her hostage. Will he kill her? Will she escape? Or will she even form feelings for this crazy, gorgeous, blue eyed boy? - "You're insane!" "I know, isn't it great?" (Warning: violence) [#2 in andybiersack]

Andy, a 24 year old rock star, wasn't always as popular as he is today, he was picked on as a kid which lead him to dropping out of high school his senior year. Alexandria, an abused 19 year old runaway knew all about Andy, and Andy knew all about her. In fact, they were neighbors that never once confronted each other, but they both knew everything about one another. What happens when these two meet again after 5 years? Read "Cigarette Smoke" and find out.

Magic is supposed to be easy; there's Black, White, and Green Magic, and once a Witch picks a path, that's really all she has to worry about. But for Darlena Agara, things just keep getting harder. She's torn between her best friend's choice of the Black path, and her on-again, off-again boyfriend's choice of the White path, so she tries to stall, waiting for divine inspiration. Darlena isn't expecting the form it takes, though. Hecate, the goddess of witchcraft, shows up in her living room and pressures her to choose her path, and Lena does something stupid; she declares that she'll be a Red Witch, something that doesn't exist...or does it? Daughter of Chaos is the first book in the Red Magic series, and I'm happy to share it here with you! Enjoy! If you want to read the rest of the series, book two is called Gods of Chaos, and book three is Triumph of Chaos. Both are available wherever books or eBooks are sold.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

I paced back in forth in the small room. I calmed down enough to know that it was empty. Completely bare.Every slight movement I made whether it was a deep breathe, or a heart beat, the floor creaked in pain and the walls seemed to bend slightly in unison.There was a wood flooring and the walls were a maroon slightly orange. So far I've counted One-thousand,two-hundred and seventy-three steps. I turned around once more and started walking towards the opposite wall. Zayn refused to let me out. Its only been an hour but I'm going crazy in this solitary confinement. At least he let me have my guitar. I Glared at the wooden polished instrument that gleamed in the dull room. It was about 3 hours till sunset. I needed air. I slumped in a heap against the wall staring at the guitar. "What are you looking at?" I scowled at the damn thing. great, now I'm talking to things that don't even have a soul. Yay me. I get up walked to it. I wonder how she is. What if shes still in pain. Is she even in pain? is she even still breathing..? I threw my weak throbbing fist at the weak walls again. I couldn't live without her. Its only been what... two days? a week? Since Iv met her? I let my hand slide down the wall slowly. I looked at the guitar again. Its polished finish gleamed for hope that I would pick it up. I slide down the wall beside it and pulled it into my arms. I just picked at the strings for minutes on end. I didn't wanna play, I wanted Kristy. I remember the song I was writing for her When we were in my room before it all happened. She was so curious about it.. I played a chord and let the hollow sound fill the room and then played it once more. "this could never start" The words slipped out of my mouth with out me even thinking. I griped the guitar strings tighter as I let the rest of my sentence tumble out with the rhythm. She was the one thing worth living for, and Im losing it

Yes, I lost my father and he was the best man in the whole world. Yes, I have a stepmother who is a witch and whom I hate most passionately. Yes, I have two stepsisters that are a pain in my arse and who lost their brains when they were little. Yes, my life is like a cliché from a bloody fairy tale, but you know what is missing? The fucking Prince Charming! And where is he? Nowhere to be found! Probably he's dancing in his palace with a stupid and empty-headed Barbie. Arsehole. Who needs him, anyways? Certainly, not me. I'm almost Cinderella, but you can call me Ella. BOOK #1 in the Aware Princess Series flower: Gladiolus, t symbolises "Strength of character, honour, conviction."