He left his mark on her, not because he wanted to, but because he couldn't control himself when he was around her. She was his; that was all there was to it, whether he actually liked her or not. Well, they always did say love was blind... FPSSA WINNER! Now available as an ebook on Amazon!

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**

Julia simply meant to give the General the slip and go back home, back to her normal life. But as she flees for her life she meets a curious stranger, a boy by the name Alec. The man is a cold blooded assassin, but is there more beneath the skin?

Marla needs no one. But when she rescues someone who needs her, will she have the strength to fight for not only his sanity, but his very soul? twenty and done!

[oneshot] 'And the wings that carried him to freedom, carried him to death.'

She sat by herself, crying her eyes out, the poor thing. He wrapped his arms around to comfort her and allowed her to cry on him. He used his left hand to pat her on the back sympathetically while his right slipped into her purse. ON HOLD.

[OneShot] Henry Joseph Winters meets Lucinda in an elevator late one night. She is dressed in black and says it is a Creative Colour. He says shes a nutcase yet when he finds out that she actually knows him, things start getting a little strange...

Some jerk makes a bet with his idiot friend that he can sleep with a pretty girl. For this task, he enlists the help of the pretty girl's shrewish roommate. Total lack of decency abounds.

I've recently become aware of the fact that I no longer hate the number nine.

Don't even get her started on her name. Or her mother, who has currently decided to ruin her life by forcing Gwen's future children to one day have webbed feet and tails...R/R if you please.