[Highest Rank: #1 Teen Fiction] He walked up to me, suavely, and put his muscular arms on both sides of my small form, carefully. "Make me fall for you." "What?" I stared at him, dumbfounded by how close he was to me. Fall in love with me? Was he for real? I squirmed farther into the wall, against my locker. He smirked. "You heard me. I'm giving you one year, Zoe. That's it. After that, if I don't fall for you, then your brother's secret is out." With that, he took his hands back, smiled at me, and whirled his gorgeous body to class. Vince, the high school's bad boy, just ordered me to make him fall in love with me. This better be good. *** Zoe Harvick is the girl next door. Hidden from secrets which shape her life, her only goal is to pass high school with flying colors. She wants nothing to do with Vince or with his bewildering complications. Vince Mascars is a bad boy. His devious attitude earned him the title "the Beast". With a dark past and a murderous future, his only goal is to get a taste of temptation. He wants to use Zoe Harvick as his pawn, and plays the game with her, to get the vengeance he always wanted. What happens when Vince asks Zoe to make him fall in love with her? Love, Beast and a bit of beauty makes... Zoe And The Beast *NOT A WEREWOLF OR VAMPIRE STORY* *Cover by @cokonut *

For Adele, Raine and Aspen, life has never been great. Daughters of three British Government officials, their every move is monitored, controlled. So when they are offered the chance to travel to Paris, they grab the opportunity with both hands. The City of Love is everything they've been dreaming of and more, but after an upscale party ends sourly, the girls are thrown into a whirlwind of terror and confusion. As more information comes to light, Adele, Raine and Aspen uncover secrets about their past, and their future. In a world of lies, will they survive to find the truth? #299 action 8-5-2014

"music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life." {a collection of one-shots based on songs}

A collection of tragedies of sorts, of demons or angels (whatever you'd fancy to call them) that lurk and/or gleam in my mind. Written when the moon's dreary and the sun's near awakening. Obnoxiously metaphoric, subtly inspirational. © Jake Sullivan, 2014

A dead boy's journey back into the minds of everyone. And a girl's ultimate question of humanity. 'Every star we see might be a Sun to someone.' Jared and I, together, we tried to change the world.