These are all little itty bitty stories that are just here to make you happy. They never end; I just keep posting and posting these ideas that pop into my head or dreams that come to me in my sleep. There's never a sad ending, just a dash of humor, and just enough perfection to get you to smile. I hope they make you as happy as I was when I was writing them. Otherwise I'll cry and drown myself in Ben and Jerry's Cinnamon Buns ice cream. I'm just kidding. ...Or am I?

He was her best friend. She was his. He moved away. She forgot for four years. He came back four years later. Things have changed, cupcake.

It’s 3:23 in the morning. I’m sitting in my bed with a large jar of melted marshmallows. Ryder’s suppose to be here in ten minutes with a large jar of melted chocolate. How he came up with this prank, the world may never know. Why I agreed to help him, the world may never know. Ryder Sweet and Gabi Gomer have never gotten along, ever since they were kids. Because Gabi's house is infested with bugs, she's forced to spend three solid weeks with her enemy. From peanut butter beds to cars full of water balloons, who knows what these two are capable of.

**Sequel to Bite Me** "So, here I am, working as an island and hotel resort manager, without a shirt, skipping down the hallways towards the elevator. Isn’t life grand?" Bart Harris, four years later, is working as a sucessful hotel and island resort manager, living life. When Harley Newcroft, the new tour guide, comes into play, his world get's turned upside down, inside out, and any other way he can think of. Harley isn't the girl she appears to be. Animals are found dead with fang marks in the neck. Guys with black ties are creeping around the island. They want something...or someone. All Bart wants is a chance with Harley, but she's got her mind on something else. I guess he just isn't her flavor.

Based On True Events Bad boy, Wyatt Matthews, is as bad as bad can be. He's hot, so hot the sun can kiss his ass. He has a reputation that he can live up until death. He's as popular as a celebrity, envy by guys and lust for girls. And he's so rich, he can do just about anything, and get away with it without so much as a blink of an eye. With his signature jacket, that's the symbol of his power, never wearing, just slinging it over his shoulder, he's the most respected kid at school. With all of this, he would never think of even checking out barely at the top, Autumn Griffin. The well-known good girl who's too smart for his taste. And she always keeps her distance from him. Instead he has his sights set on her best friend, Brooke Anderson. But Brooke finds him a jerk and turns him down. Wyatt never gets turn down, and he'll do anything to get what he wants. Autumn tries to keep her away from Wyatt Mathews. Why? She thinks she'll get some bad boy disease on her, ruining her straight-A report card. But it turns worse when Wyatt has his eyes set for his next defenseless victim, Brooke. Luckily Brooke has some other guy in her sights, but Autumn thinks Wyatt won't give up that easily. So when the two of them make a deal, Autumn gets into the bad boy life of the Big Four. Where she also meets the sweet yet mysterious Cyrus Jones, the hilarious Luis Stinson, and the easygoing Dean Rodriguez. But what's worst is that the good girl always falls for the bad boy. The question is... which one?

❝What would you do to find your Prince Charming?❞ Everyone knows your first kiss is supposed to be the most exciting thing in your life. For Grace Carter it just so happened to take place in a janitors closet with a boy she doesn't even know. Now with the memory of a kiss she'll never forget, with a boy she doesn't even know, she decides it's time to find her Prince Charming once and for all. Kissing half the boys in your class is hard enough, but kissing half the boys in your school is a whole other problem. Firstly, she has to figure out a way for them to actually kiss back. Secondly, her best friend thinks she's crazy for even thinking a guy like him exists. Thirdly, she can't help but wonder if it was all in her head to begin with. With senior year almost ending, and the boy in the janitors closet still a secret, Grace is willing to do whatever, and kiss whomever, to find her mystery man. Even if she has to leave a trail of broken hearts in her wake to find him.

The title says it all! These post will inspire you, make you laugh and cry, and well, uh, in my case, want to kill somebody :P. Enjoy!

Self-proclaimed weirdo April Hale and the notorious troublemaker Ryder Black have been living side by side for more than ten years. Both never attempted to communicate with each other, but on the night Ryder Black is thrown out by his own father, he asks her a question that might change both of their lives: "March, will you let me stay in your room?" He even got her name wrong. - A coming of age story about loss, the wonders of falling in love, and ultimately, pretending to be normal. Get inside April's distorted and yet humorous perspective, and watch as her tale unfolds into a shocking finish. COVER BY @RIVIIX

Cherry blossom lipstick: check Smokey eyes: check Skinny jeans: check Dead kid in the mirror: check For sixteen year old Mattie Hathaway, this is her normal everyday routine. She's been able to see ghosts since her mother tried to murder her when she was five years old. No way does she want anyone to know she can talk to spooks. Being a foster kid is hard enough without being labeled a freak too. Normally, she just ignores the ghosts and they go away. There's a little glitch this time. The ghost she sees is her foster sister, Sally. Everyone thinks she's just another runaway. Mattie knows the truth, though-she's dead, murdered. Foster kids look out for each other and Mattie feels like she has to help Sally, but she can't do it alone. Against her better judgment, she teams up with a young police officer and together they set out to discover the truth of Sally's disappearance. Now the killer has set his sights on her. It becomes a race to see if she can find the truth before the serial killer finds her.