Due to an instance of sabotage, Rosalie loathes Joanna Spencer. Suffice to say that Rosalie would, if she could, throttle Joanna and after four long years she has her chance. Joanna's back in DC after living abroad, and she's gayer than ever, and has an even stronger grudge on soccer than before. Despite being an ace goalie, Joanna couldn't care less until Rosalie winds up as her soccer captain with high hopes of making it to nationals. Being smitten does little to improve Joanna's attitude towards the general public, and fuels Rosalie's "hatred" even further. [ Cover illustration by @SearchingAstronaut ]

Jessica James, a quiet, shy 17 year old girl, who has managed to make it through high school practically invisible. That is until she meets a certain blue eyed girl. Katie Summers, an outgoing, spunky 17 year old girl, who is the new girl. She has always been used to being surrounded by a bunch of fake people. Since she's in a new school, she will make it her mission to make at least one real friend who won't screw her over. Once Jessica and Katie meet, they both feel drawn to each other. They both already have one thing in common, they're both looking for a genuine friendship. But will this new found friendship turn into something more? Or will it bite them both in the ass later on? Read to find out. (Sorry if this story is bad, it's my first one. So please be nice, and cut me some slack.)

Queen Melanie and Princess Sarina wanted a child, and whether the circumstances were pleasant or not, the fate of hand gave them one. With the little one now clawing onto their sides, the two Royals realized why so many couples divorced after having a baby. They didn't want to be like that. They had to push through this. Together.

She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.