A novel inspired by my two sons, their humor, their personalities, and their flare for wild, dramatic, and fantasy stories. All the writing is done by me, however, all of the stories, ideas, characters, settings, etc; are all inspired by, or directly given to me by them.

He's smirking down at me as he says, "Um, you're in my seat." I laugh and say, "You realize that is the most cliche thing you could possibly say?" He looks confused so I elaborate. "It's the first day of school and you're coming up the new girl, claiming I'm in your seat. Sorry, but it's not very original." He huffs and rolls his eyes. "Get out of my seat, sunshine." "Watch it happen, pretty boy." I reply, smirking as I stuff my other earbud back in. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Madeline Lace is the youngest of six, the older five being all brothers. Her brothers love her, but due to their pathetic excuse for a father, their overprotective nature spirals into straight up helicopter parenting. Getting a fresh start by moving away from the bad memories, they're bound to run into a few new problems. One of which being their cocky, self-assured next door neighbor who isn't too discreet about taking an obvious liking towards Maddie. Her hope that he'd give up and leave her alone diminishes when his dorky personality starts to shine through, growing on her. The easy option would be to ignore the obvious attraction, but then again, it's hard to deny the undeniable. -------------------------- thank you to @meha-k for this amazing cover!

Tamako, a young, high school student transfers to another school during a spike in local kidnappings and murders. She's friendly, popular and easily lovable, but is that all there is to her?

"Sometimes I wonder what my mother would say if I ever told her where I was or what I was doing. I was never proud of it. Stealing things was never something I ever wanted to do, but I'm forced to. She always told me I was like the rain: quiet and silent, yet lovely and inviting. I never really understood what my mother meant by that. It wasn't until recently that it dawned on me. The rain doesn't particularly bother me. It never has. I find it more soothing than annoying, but perhaps that's because just like me, you only remember it exists when it's there." -Maeve (This story is best experienced blind. Description is kept vague about plot for the benefit of the reader. See reviews or introduction page if you are in need of more information. Reading the introductory is advised.)

Just so you know, Wings Of Fire do NOT belong to me! WoF belongs to Ms.Sutherland! This is just a fanfic!