A painful breakup pushes Kyla Evans to get into a fake relationship with the person her ex-boyfriend hates the most: Seth Everett. But what will she do when the game starts to feel too real? ***** Seventeen-year-old Kyla has sworn off love. After getting dumped all too suddenly by her longtime boyfriend Cedric, she becomes convinced that people are never really who you think they are. So when notorious playboy Seth Everett suggests that Kyla fake date him to get back at Cedric, it seems like the perfect plan... as long as she doesn't end up falling for him. Content and/or trigger warning: This story mentions cancer, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]

Apologizing doesn't do anything, but it might be the first step. Scarlet was relieved when her mate didn't reject her. But, what's better: being rejected or having to hide your mate just because of the pack he's in? To her it's a pretty thin line. Wolves have always been known to being territorial. What happens when Scarlet finds her mate dead? Who should she blame? Copyright © 2013 Samantha Torres All Rights Reserved

After 11 follows the life of a 17 year old boy named Charlie. Charlie has a painfully below average life, struggling with complications such as self-harm, depression and anxiety, Charlie struggles to keep any faith in humanity. his life is a downwards spiral towards a vacant funeral and a suicide note. All until he meets porcelain. a cancer patient. Love is inevitable and love is infinite. But as they begin to fall into endless oblivions of their fairytale fantasies, both their lives take a turn for the worst. Both broken. Both brittle. This isn't a love story. This is a survival story.

One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to laugh, how to protect, and even possible how to love. I only asked one thing "Why?" I still remember the one phrase that changed my life"Let me carry her" This one single and normal phrase was said by none other than Cooper Kingsley, our school's and town's bad boy. He was the championship boxer who drove a motorcycle and got into trouble frequently. He's the guy with brown hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through, the guy with irresistible cold blue eyes and the guy with a built and strong body that made girls crazy. He wasn't your typical player either; no he was just hard to get- A complete tease. And the fact that he would volunteer to help a girl like this, was not normal. So what did Cooper Kingsley want anything to do with the bland and boring me? I was completely and utterly average. Or so I thought. So why did the devil suddenly become my guardian? Let's find out. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | brech33se