You've got one boy. One girl. One pretty little lie. A perfect relationship. The perfect boyfriend. The perfect girlfriend. The perfect dates. The perfect gifts. And the perfect surprises. That gives you our golden couple of Sunset Westwood High. But what happens when it's all a lie? One boy. One girl who needs desperate help. One pretty little lie. That sounds more like it. When Olivia's ex is bothering her and rubbing it in her face at a party that he moved on after dumping her, she sees her nemesis, Ethan walking by and she uses him as her ploy, but the move isn't so smart when you think about it. I mean, how easy can it be acting lovey-dovey with your enemy? . . . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Brielle is the beloved daughter of the town's Pastor. The perfect church girl. The angel child. To the world. River is the prince of Ashbourne. The devious bastard. The devil himself. To everyone. Once upon a time, the two were childhood best friends. That friendship morphed into hatred. And now... Now the two are destined to be married. At the end of the month. Money brings power. And power is what both families want. Regardless of what Brielle and River want, they will be married. And that's a promise and a threat, both. . . . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

After escaping her past, Miranda finds herself in coastal Maine, and when she meets Owen, she must help him uncover what truly happened to his now-dead ex. ***** On the run from her abusive ex, Miranda Lewis figures a small town in coastal Maine is just the place for her to lay low. There she befriends Claire, the owner of a local cafe, and her son, Owen. A woodworker and musician, he keeps to himself, especially since the town believes he played a part in the disappearance of the town's pride and joy... a skilled artist and his former girlfriend. As the two begin to grow closer, Miranda agrees to help him uncover the truth behind what really happened, especially now that strange things are occurring again, leading all roads back to Owen. [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]] Cover designed by Simone Northey

When the honest and kind Ream Oliveros crosses paths with Syl, he thought he finally met his woman. But he can't be more wrong when he finds out his supposed woman is married- and he unknowingly became her illicit lover. *** Ream Oliveros is a self-made man- honest, kind, and reliable. One night in Bali makes him think he finally met the woman of his dreams, but then Syl disappears the next day with no trace or means of contact. When fate allows him to meet her again, Ream is surprised to see how timid and submissive Syl became- a completely different person from the woman who made one night in Bali, all those months ago, magical. Discovering that she needs help against her family, Ream's sense of responsibility and care for her grows stronger and stronger each day he is more attached to her. But Syl is hiding something more than her family secret: she is cheating on her husband- with Ream. Ream is the other man to Mrs. Dinsyl Descartin-Davidson. Will his love for Syl overcome her betrayal and will Ream let her corrupt him? Or is she and their love not worth going against his principles? CECELIB | C.C. DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish. COVER DESIGN: Regina Dionela WARNING: MATURE CONTENT | R-18 COMPLETED

Despite the illusion Sapphire Dubois presents to the rest of the world, she is not just your stereotypical 22-year old Beverly Hills heiress; she hunts serial killers. While her fellow heirs spend their nights with trending celebs and drugs at the hottest club, Sapphire secretly spends hers luring, capturing, and anonymously handing over So-Cal's most wanted killers to the police - just your average Tuesday night. What Sapphire doesn't know is that one of her adversaries is watching her every move, aware of both her true identity and her unconventional hobby. Needless to say, he doesn't approve. Used to being the one who redefines the definition of predator and prey, Sapphire's world abruptly shatters when a gruesome 'gift' arrives for her at the Beverly Hills Country Club. With her involuntary crush, handsome Detective Aston Ridder, close on her tail, Sapphire now has to rethink her routine strategy and figure out how to capture a killer who already knows she's coming.

When college student Emmy joins an online support group at the encouragement of her therapist, the last thing she expects is to connect with the lead singer of the most famous rock group in the world. ***** Emmy has had a rough couple of years, to say the least. So when her psychologist recommends that she joins an online support group, she thinks she knows what to expect. But the back and forth e-mails between her and famous rock singer Johnny Decker are the last thing she ever counted on. Despite the world of differences between them, Emmy can't help but feel like she knows Johnny better than she knows herself. Supportive emails turn into a growing friendship, and Emmy is grateful to finally have someone who understands. Soon, life without Johnny seems unthinkable, but is there hope for them in the offline world? [[word count: 70,000 - 80,000]] Cover designed by Ashley Bandy Spin-off to Holding onto You Trigger warning: This story contains swearing, mature themes, sexual content and references to substance abuse.

Alexis Adler has always trusted her eyes. As a forensic sketch artist, she's spent a decade turning fractured witness memories into faces the police can hunt. She's good at it, better than good, until the night she watches her own sister die through a rain-streaked window and can't draw the killer's face at all. Not because she didn't see him. Because what she saw doesn't add up. The detective assigned to the case is convinced Alexis is hiding something. Her therapist thinks grief is distorting her memory. And the sketch she finally produces, three days later, in a trembling, unsteady hand, matches no one on earth. Except it matches someone in her own past, a face she buried the same year she buried her mother. As Alexis digs into the one memory she can't trust, she uncovers a string of unsolved deaths stretching back fifteen years, each one witnessed by someone who saw the impossible and was told they imagined it. Now she has to decide whether to trust her own eyes, or accept that the thing she saw was never meant to be believed. Because in this town, the last thing you see is rarely the truth. It's just all you're allowed to remember. _________________________________________ [Completed] [Mature]

He was the ruthless Alpha who broke me. I was the quiet girl who never even knew I was a wolf. Now fate has bound us together - through rejection, betrayal, and a bond neither of us can escape. He's my bully. My Alpha. My mate. And no matter how much I try to hate him, my heart - and my wolf - refuse to let go. +18!!!!!!! Mature!!!!!!

Willow's always been known as the good girl with the wealthy parents who could do no wrong. Little do they know that this seemingly perfect girl has some less than perfect secrets; and the fact that she's been sneaking out past curfew every night since the beginning of summer isn't the worst one. Distancing herself from the people at school has become lonely, but everything changes when a group of bad boys that she meets after curfew one night transfer to her school and begin to take an interest in her; one even more than the rest. But will they be able to protect her when events from her past re-surface and begin to get her into more trouble than she ever wanted? ********************** We were a circuit, electricity flowing through us at every connection, every light touch igniting a heat that was exhilarating but dangerous. Like we could catch fire and burn to the ground at any second. "Did you take your own advice? Did you ever forgive yourself?" I whispered, my words evaporating in the heat around us. He moved towards me, trapping me against the car door as his lips traced over my jaw, down to my neck. "This," he whispered, his thumb tracing the waistband of my jeans, making my breathing falter. "Allowing myself to feel this happiness, to feel you...this is me forgiving myself." He kissed me, calming the raging storm in me and igniting a new one. I wasn't sure which would cause more destruction, but I knew only one had pretty blue eyes and a effortless smile that could convince me it was all worth it. It probably was.