Mamma roper til både meg og Jonas. Snakker om at jeg ikke kan gå ute når psykopater styrer gatene. Psykopater som dreper, roper hun flere ganger. Det vil alltid være oss mot dem. (30. September 2017- 4.oktober 2017)

Ingenting er som følelsen av å være nyinnflyttet og håpe på at alt skal gå bra, eller hva? Bridget får seg virkelig en overraskelse da hun første skoledag finner et lik på veien hjem. Ikke bare det, men morderen ser ut til å ha satt sin markering på henne. I håp om å kunne finne en vei utenom, graver hun seg ned i en merkelig hendelse om en seriemorder for syv år tilbake som viser store likheter til den som herjer løs nå. Men er det virkelig den samme morderen som har kommet tilbake? TILLEGG: MERK DEG! Denne historien kan for noen inneholde scener som kan virke avstøtende eller ekle. ***FULLFØRT HISTORIE*** (NB! KAN KOMME REDIGERINGER)

One thing, just one little thing Julie had to do to have a... Let's say decent... First day at her new school... Don't. Draw. Attention. First impressions mean everything. Just one little screw up and she knew that she would have to wish her junior year goodbye. So she decided to stick to this one grand rule that would ultimately determine her social life, reputation, and mentality. Survive through highschool. How hard can it be right? ... WRONG!!!! She was reading in her room when she just decided to take one... Little... HARMLESS glance outside of her new bedroom window. But all of a sudden... BAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There stood a half naked, greek god bad boy right before her very own eyes!! So you may ask, what do you do in a situation like this? SIMPLE. You squat down in the middle of your bedroom floor... Because that's obviously not embarrassing... And start doing ninja rolls from one side of the room to the window curtains going COMPLETELY UNNOTICED. Well... That is until you bang your head against the wall after doing a total of SIX slightly slanted ninja rolls right in front of your friendly... Still without clothes... Abs are present... Somewhat very sexy... Abs are still present... Okay really good looking... ABS I REPEAT ABS ON SHOW... Hot, sexy, and did I mention ab-delicious Neighbor Or to be more specific... Ashton Rider. Say goodbye to an unnoticed school year, and hello to the bad boy's world. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Book one in the T.B.B.B. (The Bad Boy Boxer) Series WARNING: Lots of typing mistakes!!! Read at your own risk!! Editing will be taken place when I find motivation!!! (Heh... about that....)

Annie Jacobs travels to Ireland for one final college assignment. All is going well until she accidentally insults one of the biggest musicians on the planet - Travis Sparks. One thing leads to another and...what happens in Ireland must stay in Ireland... ***** Determined to land her dream job of scoring soundtracks for major motion pictures, Annie must give everything she's got to land an internship in L.A. Five weeks in Ireland for her last college assignment is her one shot at impressing Alex Sullivan, CEO of Crypt Studios. But after a chance encounter at a local pub, she finds herself spending too much time with an overplayed musician. Travis Sparks is hiding from his career. Annie is trying to snag hers. Neither intends to find love while doing so. Five weeks together might lead to a lifetime of nothing but memories and lost opportunities...or maybe they'll find each other again one day. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Morgan King

When Brielle's dance instructor gets mad at her for missing yet another rehearsal, she gives Brielle an ultimatum: lose her solo that she needs to get into Julliard, or teach Christopher Russel, the school's quarterback, ballet in two months. With no other choice, she begins the hard struggle of trying to teach a 6'5" football player how to do ballet. What she did expect: An annoying, arrogant, and entitled boy that couldn't dance if his life depended on it. What she didn't expect: To fall in love. [#7 Teen Fiction] ~~~ {Cover by Synonomous}

"I love how innocent you act, but I know you're not." **************************** My dad had given me a simple journal that I thought I'd never use. When I found out he died in a car crash, that next week, I decided to start writing all my feelings in it because I'm not really good at expressing them verbally. My journal was full of decent thoughts... Well some were decent, Until I met Dillon Taylor. He was the cocky, annoying, loud mouthed boy next door that wouldn't turn his music down if the queen of England walked in his room. So one night, I finished my diary entry and fell asleep. I left the window open because it was hot. Bad idea. I heard some fiddling in my room so I turned on my lamp. Only to see that annoying boy from next door's body was halfway out my room window-- with my diary in his hand.

after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious. and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male dormitory, landing her in a room with the school's notorious heartbreaker, chase everett. [not edited...like at all]