Christmas: that's the time you deck the halls with boughs of holly and spread joy and happiness everywhere you go. That's the time you send your Christmas cards out, invite the family over for the traditional Christmas fare. For Louise it meant that another loveless year had gone by. But despite that she loved Christm...
Jenny and Becky. Bestfriends. Sisters till the end. Knows everything about the other. Polar opposites. Jenny the tomboy. She never wears skirts just cutoff shirts and athletic shorts. That go down to her knees. Her hair is a long mess. She's never serious with anything and can't concentrate on something before gettin...
Caroline James is the new high school grad and moved away from her overprotective parents. She didn't know she would live with the Bad Touch Trio. What will they do to her? How will she survive? Or are they different then what everyone thinks?
Book Two of the "Home" series. "Don't be scared, Tael. Things might look bad but they will get better. They always do." "But how can you know for sure?" "Because I just do." Some of you might remember Alice Carlea Jones, sometimes known as Melina Andrews. Well, she got married. She has three children now, too. And som...
The year was 1991. The Soviet Union was loosing power and it soon broke apart. Ivan was devasted. He was completely alone. Again. Read to see what will becomes of our poor comrade! ***********************YAOI AND OTHER ADULT MATERIAL*********************** HETALIA DOES NOT BELONG TO ME AT ALL!
Book One, part two of the "Home" series Melina Andrews is still around, and she still doesn't know which country she is! She and Matthew are in it together, though, and their relationship is more than "just friends". They love each other, but as time goes on their worlds and sanity will be tested by everything. Snappi...
And in the end, we were all just humans...Drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness. #LovingGermany
Hi, I'm Melina Andrews. Or at least, that's who I thought I was until recent events. I was living with my "dad" until I ran away because he was an abusive drunkard and a bastard, but I'd never gotten the courage to actually leave until I was around 15, almost 16. But after disguising myself as a boy so it would be har...