Fiona Pearce is the kind of girl who can never say no to anyone. As long as she can do something to help out, she'll do it in a heartbeat. So when her father faces a problem and asks for her help to find her missing brother, Finn, in a school where he works at, she's more than willing to extend a hand and go the extra mile. She sets off on a journey to find the missing boy in a population of a four hundred and sixty-five. The only problem is, Corner Stone High School is not just an ordinary high school. It is an exclusive school... for boys. Will she find him? Or will she be found out? And as she gets things straight, will something unexpected happen? Tossing the coin of luck and fate, she ventures to find the answers herself.

Serena Davidson leads two lives. At school, she's a morbidly obese, stupid, nerdy, bitchy, slutty, and a teacher's pet. But at home she's the scrawny vegetarian pushover. What would possess someone to wear a fat suit every day? And what happens when someone finds out?

"But, I don't want to make them pay." "What?" "I don't wanna hurt them, or make them pay for what they've done to me, I just don't." "Hold on a second, you're telling me, that you don't want revenge on the people that have made your life a living hell since junior school?!" "Yes." "Why the fuck not?!" she growled. "Well, because, I believe in Karma." "What?" she paused, a small smile forming on her pretty face. "I believe that karma will deal with them, someday. Maybe not now, but one day, and if I'm lucky, I can watch it happen." "Oh, sweetheart," she purred, "That day, is sooner than you think, and birds what? You're gonna have a front row seat to the show." *** Highest rank: #4th in humor (on: 21.05.17) Winner of the emerald awards! (#1st in humor) Karma wears Stilettos, 2015 © All Rights Reserved.

Voted "Most Likely to Join the Circus" consecutively by Killian High's past three 2009-2011 published yearbooks, and as said by practically every person in the entire school, Derek Wells is the school's ultimate class clown. Seriously, if you're ever in need of a good laugh just go to him and he'll have you clapping your hands and shaking with quiet laughter like some dumb seal. The biggest joke of all to him was love. What was that? It was just some mushy, four-letter word that somehow could make a girl either swoon or cry or slap you in the face depending on the circumstances. So when Derek puts on his newly-acquired glasses for the first time in school, he doesn't expect to see Gwen, one of his closest friends, in a completely different light. Suddenly when she smiles, it feels as if something is crawling around in his stomach and he isn't sure if it's the suspicious crab he had for dinner the night before or gas. When Derek confesses his feelings to her, of course she's going to take it as one big joke. It seems that "the funniest kid in the school" can't say those three words without having someone wait expectantly for the punch line. Will Derek prove to Gwen that he can be serious when he needs to be? Or will she just wind up laughing in his face?

"It's not my fault that dog food is only supposed to be eaten by dogs..." "You can't blame me for actually heating up an egg in the oven to see if it hatches..." "Can you stop staring at me like that? It's not like I did it on purpose..." "C'mon, you can't blame me for trying to figure out where the air vent actually leads to..." "It's not my fault that I used food-coloring as hair-dye, I wanted to dye my hair..." "...I'm just naturally random." And, that's what lands her in awkward situations. Her random ways aren't going to end anytime soon. But, with a goal to get a guy friend? Something's bound to get messy. Let the hunt for friends begin. Cover by Inferius_

I hate Edward Cullen. He hates me. I'm a werewolf. He's a vampire. I love his family. He hates the pack. Where did that piano come out from?

Westmont High's infamous man whore, Trevor Jettison, just got slapped with karma's wake up call. After swiping away V-cards and breaking hearts, the legendary 'devirginator' encountered something that made his life turn upside down: a diary. However it wasn't just any diary. It was the diary of one of his former bedmates; and what's the catch? He's already forgotten who she is. But getting hooked by the writer's wit and charms, Trevor sets out for an epic quest to figure out who the owner is. Along the way, he bumps into past lovers, rollerblading imps, juvenile parolees, his best friend and his best friend's sister. So, who is this mystery writer? Care to guess? 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄 【✓】 [ cover by: @chaosinspace ]

THE AGENCY CODE NAME: AGENT BUNNY FIRST NAME: UNKNOWN LAST NAME: UNKNOWN GENDER: FEMALE AGE: EXACT AGE UNKNOWN DATE OF BIRTH: UNKNOWN DATE OF DEATH: NA HEIGHT: UNKNOWN (SHE'S ALWAYS WEARING HEELED BOOTS) WEIGHT: UNKNOWN HAIR COLOR: UNKNOWN EYE COLOR: UNKNOWN ADRESS: UNKNOWN POSITION WITHIN AGENCY: FIELD AGENT AND VICE-COMMANDER TEAM: NONE (SHE WORKS ALONE AND IF SHE'S EVER ON A TEAM, THE WORLD WILL END) STRENGTHS: TOO MANY TO COUNT WEAKNESSES: NO ONE HAS EVER FIGURED THEM OUT RANK IN AGENCY: NUMBER ONE (SHE REFUSES TO ADMIT IT) Agent Bunny is the best secret agent in the best agency. Secret agencies have more power then the government and the top agency controls the country. Agent Bunny is respected and feared by all agents around the country. Her name strikes fear into the hearts of any agents who hears it. Her identity remains a mystery to everyone. Even the agency she works for has no idea who she is. This agent who always works alone is finally forced to join a team. Jumping across buildings? No problem. Jumping over a giant wall? Didn't even break a sweat. Fighting over thirty people at the same time? Child's play. Keeping her identity a secret? It's second nature. Forming a team and having to rely on them? The world is officially ending.

[COMPLETED] "Oh crap is that..." Brett started, but when he noticed that it was indeed my baby in this jerks hands he stopped dead in his tracks. "...man if I were you I would put it down." He said clearly knowing where this was going. I took one more step towards him so that I stood only inches away from him. I reached for my gun but he moved it out of my grasp. "If I were you I would listen to what Brett said, and I don't like to repeat myself. So, Give. Me. My. Gun." I said and put an emphasis on each word at the end. He just smirked and pulled my gun further away. "And I don't like to repeat myself. Or what?" He repeated his earlier question. If that's what he wants then that's what I'm gonna give him. *** K.C. is a 20 year old young woman. She also works for an agency named The Agency, where she and her team -Omega 1- track down and bring in mobsters, high profiled drug lords and people like that. Two new agents are being recruted and K.C. is in charge of them and has to accept them in her team. She doesn't work well with people she doesn't know, so she doesn't exactly think this idea is the most cheeriest one. Omega 1 gets assigned to a mission that triggers old feelings in K.C. that she has been burying deep inside of her self for years. She isn't exactly the most open person in the world and tries to carry everything alone on her shoulders. __________________________________ A/N Don't judge the book by the first chapters please... It gets better. I promise. You won't regret reading it. This story contains strong language and violence, but if you're cool with that stuff then go ahead and read. I might have some spelling or grammar mistakes since I'm from Finland, so just tell me and correct me if you want. I won't get mad. Oh I almost forgot! Also contains very serious sarcasam! So yeah, read on your own risk, blaah blaah blaah... enjoy. And please don't copy my work. Thanks!

A woman destined to be a killer