Lexi Grayson is a normal teenager, as normal as she can be with her unobserving skills and her overthinking mind. But she might need the overthinking if she wants to unravel the smirking mystery that is Blake Eaton.

Sage Johnson is a regular girl. And like a regular girl, she knows that there are things in this life that people understand and there are things people don't understand. Here's a relatable fact. Sage doesn't understand baseball. Even more puzzling to Sage, she doesn't understand why a 6'8 terror of a man, Chance Arrington is following her swinging his bat. So what- she may have accidentally thrown a bat through his windshield, does that warrant murder? Meanwhile Chance Arrington is hell bent on getting revenge. He's tired of these dramatic girls trying to up the shock factor to garner his attention. Will Sage be a final message to all these crazy girls lusting after him? Or will she fight back? Spoiler: She fights back.

Ally has always been one of the boys. That is, until she realizes that she has feelings for her best friend, Zac, who happens to be the hottest guy in school. He’s chased by many girls and doesn’t date anyone for more than a month tops, most definitely not Ally. He only sees her as his best friend, his little sister at most. If Ally even wants a chance with Zac she’s going to have to change and become one of the girls, which is exactly what she plans to do this summer. But will it work? Does Ally really need to change herself to get Zac to like her?

Emma Miller didn't know that one run in with the school's bad boy, Aiden Black, would make her life go in all different directions. She didn't know that one little accidental bump into him would throw her into a world of drugs, violence and bad guys. Even with all that, she didn't know that one little accidental bump would cause her to fall for this certain bad boy. Join Emma in this exciting twist with love and danger.© All Rights Reserved 2013 (Lisa S.)

I watched as it suddenly stopped its eyes continuing to stare into mine as if it was looking directly into my soul. I couldn't look away from its brown eyes despite the fear that seemed to consume my entire being. The sound of bones breaking and snapping filled the air whilst the wolf began to growl. I felt my eyes widen even more as the wolf began to shake and slowly change until a human was crouching down in its place. There tanned back on display as they stood to their full height completely naked. "Mine."

Now, I've been hungover before. Arguably more than most. I've experienced the entire spectrum of complicated euphoria that comes with drinking until you can't stand. I've witnessed things that upon reflection, no sober human being could even begin to comprehend through the kaleidoscopic of lens of Dutch courage. There has been very little I couldn't chalk up to the consequences of my own actions while recovering from a particularly heavy night of partying. But as the stranger in front of me demanded for me to stop, his entire appearance morphed into something monstrous. And I can honestly say, that was a first for me. The air grew thin as I began to shake uncontrollably, a rotten cold sweat breaking out across my skin as my tongue simultaneously turned to ash in my mouth. His pupils had blown to an unearthly size, the whites of his eyes rapidly growing blood shot before flooding with thick, burgundy splotches, removing any trace of humanity. Dark veins of blues and purples bulged along his neck, darkening to a perturbing black as they crawled along his jawline and burst forth from his orifices, joining a tangled web beneath his skin. His canines which had already been relatively prominent, extended even further, their sudden evolution an inescapable indicator of their deadliness. His head morphed and elongated just past the point of natural, jaw clenching and sickening cracks looming as I stood frozen in stock horror fear. Everything in my body screamed that what I was witnessing was just wrong. That if there was a God, this creature was the antithesis. I was in the presence of the ultimate predator and I was one swipe away from having my throat ripped out. The man I'd only a few minutes earlier considered attractive, had become one of the vilest creatures I'd ever seen. Definitely not a crackhead. "Holy f*cking crap!" -------------------------------------------------------------------- British ex-military meets the supernatural.

Evelyn Monroe hated Christmas, she wasn't always like that. Even till the age of seventeen she believed that Father Christmas existed somewhere, but just before her 18th Christmas her world changed and so did her beliefs and thoughts. That's till she runs into the plaza's Santa who sported a very sexy six pack under that pot stomach of his, not that she cared. She didn't. But with all the christmas spirit in the air, he was a dose of a miracle that she needed. * * * Published novel

PUBLISHED ON AMAZON AND ON TAPAS! **NEW EDITED VERSION** Coral Peterson suffers from an abusive past and is living in an area ruled by two rival gangs. The Simpsons and the Santiagos. Each of the seven Simpson brothers are influenced by one of the Seven Deadly Sins, and it was just by chance that one night Coral happened to bump into no one else but Walter Simpson, the most easily angered of them all. Coral finds herself getting more and more involved with the hazardous family, discovering some truths she never thought she would. © Jojo B 2016 All rights reserved

Isabelle is born for a reason. She is born to become the Prince's bodyguard. Training her whole life, she has no idea what real women should act like in society. The only thing she knows is how to protect Prince Alexander who is a spoiled and flirty prince. How will she do her job when she begins to get distracted by him?

sequel to Mailboy, second book in the Paperweight series. - - - ❝She never told him that every time she uses green paint, she sees the color of his eyes and she either wants to drown herself in it or set it on fire.❞