Ever heard the story of Cinderella? Well, so has my sister, Cindy. And she'll stop at nothing to make it a reality. Who am I? Why, I'm the ugly stepsister, of course!

“Um, hello,” I said weakly, and I didn't fail to notice the way he was alternating his stares between me and the fish. “It's nice to meet you.” “...Were you just talking to your fish?”

She wanted the fairy tale. She wanted the chick flick. She wanted the soaring music, the dozen roses, the Princess Bride kiss-to-end-all-kisses. She wanted the cliché. It’s a pity she was so busy up in the clouds that she didn’t recognize it when it came.

If A likes B, but B is setting up C with A, and C is secretly dating D, and E despises B, but now B and E are making out in the car, and D accidentally cuddles B because D thought it was C but B thought it was E, what is the value of pie? Wait, what?

COMPLETE! First impressions are rarely right. But one of them is slightly prejudiced and the other’s got way too much pride. It was definitely hate at first sight until love got in the way. Sort of modernP&P

It’s funny how the smallest things turn your life around. But nothing—especially people—is ever what you expect. [Oneshot, SKoW Challenge Response]

I've kissed so many damn frogs in my life, now where the hell is my prince charming? How can I Find the right guy when I have to deal with an overprotective brother, his annoying but sexy best friend, bad boys, jealous bitches, and oversexed parties?

It doesn't matter how much romantic fiction you read. Nothing can ever prepare you for the real thing when it comes. A pity Reese Farrelly hasn't noticed that the day has finally arrived... in the form of Seth Wakefield.

Daisy Harper knows what she truly desires: a jadeeyed soldier who makes her lose all rational sense with a simple kiss. But can she get over her stubbornness and fear of love and find happiness? She must, for her heart isn't the only one at risk now.

When bickering rudely becomes romantic. One shot. Merry Christmas y'all.

She stuck her hand in the back pocket of his jeans. “Does this make you uncomfortable?” He smiled and slid his own hand into the back pocket of the shorts she was wearing. “You'll have to try harder than that.” It's funny what games become. [Oneshot]

[VERY LONG ONE SHOT] Abe Pruitt is going to improve the world, and she's doing it with sticky notes. Jack St. James is going to keep on being bothersome, and he looks good doing it, damn him. Doesn't it suck when the tables are turned? [EDITED]

Tyler Raileveu, badass player extraordinaire, does the unthinkable. He falls in love with the one girl he can't have, his best friend. Can he make the one girl who knows all the dirt about him, fall in love with him?

“He’s double your size and probably triple your weight. He could skate circles around you but yet you provoke him.” I just smiled. “It’s fun.”

Complete // There are loads of things out there I'm not exactly fond of. For example: string beans, getting up early, doing homework, and Ryan Bradley. He was number one on my list. And he was trouble.

It is said that if you put your name in locker 420, the Matchmaker will find you your perfect match. So what happens when the arrogant spoiled brat is captivated and the matchmaker meets her match?

It should have been the best summer ever: a six week tour with my choir through six major cities in Europe. Sounds amazing, right? I thought so too, until I remembered who was going with me: Kurt Matthews, my obnoxious, infuriating nemesis. Oh joy.

UNDER REVISION for a short period of time... DON'T bother reading unless you want to get confused. Fair warning. Cassidy Summer was meant to hate Dante Anderson. Notice how in every story, 'hate' somehow turns into 'love' ?

He looked towards my waist before groaning and looking away. “Look what you’re wearing.” Confused, I glanced down, and immediately realised the dilemma. I was in my underwear. “Oh.” [COMPLETE]

What: Stranded. When: One screwed up summer vacation. Where: A deserted Island. How: Long story. Who: Me. And that guy who doesn’t really count because at this rate I’m gonna kill the jerk before we ever get rescued...

Feisty Mina lands a job as a maid for a spoiled brat, Jaiden. Now he wants her to be his pretend fiancee! Their pretend romance may go too far as he starts to fall for her, yet Mina only loves her boy next door Kiterin. And now everyone plots against her!

He hit me. Well, not so much hit me as fell into me and knocked me down. My ego was bruised. . . along with my head. Yes, it hurt. He kissed me! Well not so much kissed me as ran into my neck with his mouth. Oh great, now I'm stupid. COMPLETE!

Hello. My name is Rosie. I'm a boring, dead inside emotional wreck, living in a boring village filled with lunatics. The only colourful things in my life are the boy I don't know and the soundtrack I stole. Life is good. Complete!

She lost her future. He never had one. Then they met in a different kind of place...and created a different kind of future.

Rayne is excellent at being himself. He deals expertly with the bruises and the blows, and the lies are natural to his tongue. He can look after himself. Until Aedan Winter decides he would make a far better job of it… SLASH BoyxBoy Shonen—ai Yaoi