For as long as she can remember, Juniper Calvin has always been an outcast. Diagnosed with schizophrenia at the age of fifteen was hard enough living with it by herself, but when her secret gets out, she is alone an outcasted in a world of darkness. Until Jett Olson comes along. Determined to keep his friendship and fighting a hopeless crush, she swears she will do all she can to keep him from finding out, but you can only keep a secret for so long... All rights belong to @alliexwrites. Any similarities between characters/settings and things in your personal life are purely coincidental. This story is completely fiction and is not based off any real person, setting, or event.

When two rival actors are forced to charade as an "It Couple", will their make-believe romance turn into reality? ***** Co-stars Jada and Tristan's lives collide when Tristan's careless ways with women bring drama to the set of their new film. His scandals blow up the internet and in a desperate attempt to save face with the tabloids and salvage his image, Tristan asks Jada to become his temporary girlfriend. Reluctantly, Jada agrees as Tristan and his manager, Doug, promise they will get her prominent acting roles if she goes along with the façade. What they didn't expect was that their fake romantic roles would begin to feel too real - but the true problem is, neither one of them wants to yell cut. [[word count: 50,000-60,000 words]]

Alyssa has been living a lie. After the worst breakup of her life, she is faced with her worst nightmare: look back at her messy breakup and relationship, and see what really went wrong.

Every love has a story. How you first met. Who said the first word. Even mine does. Seven o'clock is not the time anyone will think of falling in love. But as our worlds collided, we did just that. In a moment lost in space, a single introduction had changed everything. I wonder if things would have been different if the day we met came with a warning. A word to tell you that this was right or this could be wrong in so many ways. I wonder where he is right now. I wonder if he's happy with his life. I wonder if anything would have changed if we did things differently. Placing our hearts on the line and flipping the pages one after the other, our story was written. It happened before we knew it, and there was no way we could have taken it back. That's just how it goes. Every first love has a story. Do you want to hear mine?

She wasn't that drunk. So the six-foot something creature rummaging through her fridge half-naked, at eight in the morning was real. Now here's the tinsy winsy problem; She lives alone. ------------------------------------------------ Let's just say Catherine Wright wasn't having the best day. Everything just wasn't going well-right. So after a couple of sips of wine, she ended up 'praying' for some kind of distraction instead. Who knew the heavens answered prayers from drunk women. Now Damon Grace would be exactly what she asked for. And a few other things that would make her wish she never drank at all. (p.s. It wouldn't hurt to check the tags this story is on) Copyright © 2015 Liz Martinez All Rights Reserved

(Book 1 of Paper Hearts Series | Completed October 2015) EMERALD WREN, a nineteen year old art major who breathes and lives for creating art is in dire need of new art concept. When her emotion-packed, post-break up painting called The Betrayal is sold to an unknown buyer, she decides to fly to Toronto to see her deceased father's mural with her own two eyes, hopeful that she will find inspiration. But when bad timing and unlucky stars decide to squeeze into the picture, priorities start to drift to a different direction. MARCUS DON VALENTINE, a ravishing CEO at the age of twenty-seven finds himself in a pinch. But lady luck smiles back when he finds just the right girl for the right job and he will leave her without any option. The only way out is to accept the deal. The deal was simple enough for Emerald: to be Marcus's fake girlfriend in less than three weeks. Easy peasy. But a few deep conversations, unanticipated passionate kiss, and too many breathtaking moments later, she finds herself falling for the man with a crumpled paper heart. Will she be able to paint the colours that once was lost? Copyright © 2014 | J. Curtis No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the author. The only exception is by a reviewer, who may quote short excerpts in a review.This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. edited: 3-16-2015

He doesn't know love at all. She wished she never knew love. What if love came between them? Would he believe it? Would she give it another chance?

"It's so simple," I say. "All we have to do is pretend we're in love with each other. You know, hold hands, share Eskimo kisses and all that crap. And at the same time, we'll destroy Jackson and Kristina's relationship. Make them think that their not right for each other. And next thing you know, you'll have Kristina, and I'll have Jackson, and everything will be how its supposed to be. Are you with me?" "Fine, I'll do it." He leans in close to my ear. "But don't get too attached. Remember this relationship is strictly business."

He needs a place to live, she needs a baby daddy. Pietro Santangelo and Marguerite White are students at prestigious Columbia University in New York City. She is a fun-loving, free spirit who finds herself in a bit of a familial bind, he is an exchange student with a chronic case of poverty. They concoct a plan that they think will work, not realizing how much changes with two simple words... Pete merely looked at her and opened a box of books. He took some out and began placing them on the shelves, bending and stretching at his task. He had a nice back, broad shoulders and muscles that could be seen clearly under his light blue T-shirt. Daisy watched for a minute, fascinated. "Like what you see?" he asked without turning around. She jumped at the sound of his voice. "Well, you're the only thing in the room that's moving, you know?" she said by way of explanation. He turned around to look at her, books in either hand, a small grin on his face. "Of course, what was I thinking?" he asked rhetorically. "And look. We're both adults here, hm?" He looked carefully at her. "The couch we just brought up here cost fifty dollars at the second-hand store, and has to be at least thirty years old. I don't want to sleep on it, and I don't think you're going to want to sleep on it, either." She shook her head. "So the bed is nice and big," he continued. "I think we can manage, don't you? We can share the bed." He watched her for her reaction. "I give you my word this is not going to be a problem for me. At all. Is this going to be a problem for you?" She looked at him. "Really? At all?" She recovered from the unintentional meaning of his words quickly. "No, it won't be a problem for me, either," she said firmly. "We can share the bed." Content warning: This story contains mature sexual content, and themes of premarital sex and sexual assault.

When former beauty pageant queen, Ellie Wilde, hears of her grandmother's sickness, she's the first to offer to drive her to her chemotherapy. What she didn't know she was agreeing to was an obnoxiously cheerful blond boy somehow nudging his way into her life. ©iwearheelys, all rights reserved.