After a stint in rehab, Alan Ives is finding it hard to adjust. Learning to deal with the world and his emotions without drugs isn't easy, and his attraction for a girl who's scared to death of him certainly isn't helping matters. 100 Love Letters sequel

. "Hatred comes from the heart, contempt from the head, and neither feeling is quite within our control." Bullshit, she thinks. Then she meets Matthew Valentine.

Brody Hansen and I, we had a system. I didn't like him and he didn't like me, but we both liked watching each other undress. That's just what happened when you gave good-looking, hormonal teenagers bedroom windows that faced each other. Full sum inside.

RE-POSTED. After vowing to never date another frat guy, he's trying to bend her new rule. Only because she'd so stupidly, under the influence of cheap punch and an extremely stressful Thursday, confessed that he might just be the most adorable guy on campus. Complete.

It is shocking for Bobby to find out that she is going to live with a guy who is a complete stranger but what's more she can't handle is that her flatmate (because that's what the British calls it) is a walking adjective: Gorgeous. The scoop? He is also one arrogant English boy.

The only thing Quinn hates more than ski trips is blood. So what happens when an injured snow boarder needs her assistance? Complete fluff. Oneshot.

What's a girl to do when she's in a crunch, wearing nothing but scandalous lingerie? Certainly not trust the guy responsible for the recent disappearance of her diet soda. Oneshot.

I needed a ride home and he was the only one who could understand my drunk text messages. But in that moment, I was too intoxicated to understand why, exactly, that was. Oneshot.

"You're mental," she said. Glancing down the sidewalk in the direction of the institution from which I had just escaped, I nodded. "Yes. I am. Now can I get that ride?" Oneshot.

Determined to put the fear of God into the racist homophobe who messed up her best friend, mild-mannered Jane Hazelton resorts to hiring a thug to do the job. Trouble is, said thug isn’t interested in money, he’s interested in her. **COMPLETED**

Since she was sixteen, Amy has written love letters to her future husband. In a fit of frustration, she throws them out, where they're picked up by the last person in the world she ever expects. Since when do rock stars sing about nothings like her?

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.

"I know what you're thinking, and you're wrong. We don't want to do anything perverted with your underpants, on the contrary, they'd be revered." Some Saturday nights are more interesting than others... One Shot.

ONESHOT. "Your mom wants me to impregnate you?" I pause. "Yes," I answer honestly. "She thinks you're dreamy and has deemed you well equipped for the job." Kent laughs. "Well that's true. I think I can be pretty sufficient in that area of service."

My best friend and college roommate slept with someone he shouldn't, so now I'm pretending to be his girlfriend to help him get away from his hordes of screaming fans. He owes me so big. Spin-off for Hero Complex

Bailey is a talented art student who's struggling in one area: human anatomy. Although never her friend before the answer might be science, in the form of pre-med student Ason. Rated for language & sexual content.

Mattie returns to school after a semester off to find something surprising: while she was gone, it seems that Remy has fulfilled all the criteria needed to fall in love with her, although his presentation could use a little work. Fluffy one shot.

In a fit of sudden heroism, Miriam Porter saved a little girl from certain death. But the girl turned out to be the president's daughter. So now who's going to save Miriam from falling in love with the president's sexy son? Oh, shenanigans...

Keaton, son of a successful business man, grew up surrounded by money. Penny, child number 3 of 4, grew up surrounded by love. He isn't your typical spoiled rich boy. She isn't your typical Daddy's girl. In fact, they're more alike than you think. ONESHOT

I was a good kid. You know the type – straight As, Honor Society, rule follower extraordinaire. So how did I end up at the town's hottest New Year's party, hoping to be kissed at midnight by a boy who played two Varsity sports? ONESHOT.

When I found out that Tully, my estranged childhood best friend, was rooming with my ex, the overly opinionated, rich tool, I knew that things were bound to get weird. I can't stand awkward situations, and my freshman year of college just became one. Joy.

He didn't really notice her until she was putting that math problem up in class. The chalk fell around her as she let out a sneeze. This sneeze brought his full attention to her. Who would have thought that romance could have been so modern? One-shot

He was the kind of guy that corrected everything you said and was quick to point out your mistakes. He was always right, and he knew it. His presence made me want to punch a small child - it was too bad that I desperately needed his help. ONESHOT.

Present situation: I slept through most of my first class, I had one possibly sprained ring finger, and when I slammed my phone against my nightstand in frustration, it snapped in half. Only on a bad day would I attract a cute guy. ONESHOT.

So I enjoyed running down hotel hallways at fast speeds, was that a crime? According to the very angry girl I ran into - yes, it was. And a heinous one, at that. ONESHOT.

I don't know why watching him kiss some girl --for MY photography project, even!-- annoys me so much. But one thing's for sure, I'm not jealous. Nope. I just want an A. Really. One shot.

A very proper land, a very Proper prince,and a very improper girl.A chance meeting brought her face to face with his highness and he found that maybe there is a proper time to not be proper at all.Insanity inuses as a friendship fourms and she's let loose

Even if it was cliché, the too good girl finally tamed the too bad boy. It had taken a bubblegum chewing fairy to find his heart and all he wanted to do now was be worthy. And all she wanted to do was be his. SKoW Member Challenge - Bubblegum

Oneshot. I give every guy a chance but I knew in the first five minutes that I would never date Owen. I was set to make a clean get-away, he didn't even have my number. Of course, things change when you rear-end his car.

FOR THE I LOVE TO HATE YOU CONTEST Women love assholes. But not me. I like nice guys. Unfortunately, my boss is a very attractive asshole. I really hated him until he had to go and be nice. Though it's his fault my life is falling apart in the first place

Anton was really good at fixing things and cleaning up messes. He was what my father liked to call a good man, even if he was a little rough around the edges with slightly loose morals. That was why I called him. Our children are going to love that story.

She's a bleeding heart liberal. He's a jaded Marine. She's the best friend. He's the older brother. She's middle class. He's loaded. And they're sharing the same address. Painfully cliché? You have no idea. SKoW Winner and Runner-up, Round 8.

In a fit of boredom, he sent an e-mail to a complete stranger. Her response was bizarre and less-than-charming, but they kept in contact anyway and launched a game of "Guess Who?". Was it insane? Certainly. But it sure was fun.

FOR RIDICULOUSLY HAPPY ONESHOTS CONTEST! I've been in love with my best friend for as long as I can remember. Unfortunately, we're thirty-two and he still hasn't figured it out.

She helps them write their songs, and she's in love with their lead singer. What's the most cliched thing that could happen? Having to write a love song... for herself. Fluffy and pointless as usual. Been working on this on and off for awhile. R&R, please

Oneshot. Belle's surefire ways to get a guy: 1, Write his name on your hand. 2, Lure him in with jelly beans. If it works for kids, it works for men. And 3, recite your many witty food analogies. He won't be able to resist.

To her, the class was possibly the dullest thing she could ever do. That is, until the day she found a little note written on her desk from a boy the period before her...and things got a little more interesting. Short, cute oneshot; NOW WITH A FOLLOW UP!

Avery Sanders should have been pleased that she received a full ride to Verminton University, one of the most prestigious colleges around. All goes well until she meets Jack Shanahan. He's rich, arrogant, and his father is paying for Avery's education.

[one shot]'I wasn't hiding from you.' Gritting my teeth, I said, 'I dropped my phone. I was picking it up.' His eyebrows rose. 'You were picking it up for a whole ten minutes ... behind a bin.'

[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]

[ONESHOT] Charlie is a girl in a punk band, and Ink is a guy who dislikes girls in punk bands. Still, she has vivid threats involving piano wire prepared for whenever he calls her pet names, so maybe there's some room for exception in her case.