"How do you choose from three kinds of perfect?" * * * * * Most people know me as the smartest girl in school but my real name is Sara Preston. My life changed when I wore a dress with more sparkle than a disco ball The football captain who was my childhood best friend. An Honors student with the most amazing blue eyes and a British accent. My childhood nemesis who could disarm a nuclear bomb with his smile. How do you choose from three kinds of perfect? You just can't. Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper cover by @FvckHumans

{Third book in the 'Adopted By Elounor' series} "We've been through so much... And the last thing I want to do is let you go. Alex Tomlinson, will you do me the honor of being my wife?" I looked down at Niall with tears in my eyes. I nodded my head yes and he slid the diamond ring on my finger. Our lips met in a passionate kiss as everyone around us clapped and cheered. Almost two years have passed since Niall proposed to me. I am now finishing up my last week at university, Niall right by my side the entire time. I've been keeping a secret from him for over two weeks. I don't know how I should tell him, or how he'll react... My doctor said it's going to change mine, and everyone else's lives drastically. I never expected, that on one walk with my fiancé, I would discover such a tragic secret my enemy has been hiding from everyone. Never had I thought, I would finish university and almost immediately, start my own business. Niall and I have already planned to live on our own when I return home, so I won't really be seeing my parents. Under all this stress, the last thing I wanted was to have Niall leave for tour. What am I going to do without him? Will I be able to get through this difficult period of time, all on my own? I guess I'll just have to see what the future holds. Cover by @uapukun21 All Rights Reserved @CorrinaWalsh 2013/2014

Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all happy and excited and they can drool and swoon over Finn Wallace – the hands-down hottest guy in school – like there's no tomorrow. Me? Well, I'm just bitchy and mean. So someone please tell me why Finn Wallace is suddenly chasing after me? *This is NOT a Bridgit Mendler fan fiction* Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper