She’s known them both her entire life. One’s arrogant, rich, and pretends she doesn’t exist. The other’s her best friend. But when her mom remarries Chloe learns the difference between knowing a name and knowing the person behind it.

It's not easy to pretend you're in love for the sake of teenagers and housewives across the country but top footballer Lucas Goodspeed and shy, romantic Isobel Saunders soon discover that convincing themselves that they're not in love might be even harder. **Removed and now available on Amazon and Smashwords!**

So his friend was the one who got the crossdressing girl in the all boys school. Like Tristan Harland is ever the type to lose out, especially not to some girl who stalked him all the way from China. Problem is, she isn't exactly the type to lose either.

Seven days of summer with a heartbreaker boy who took it all, shattered it all, and left me trailing behind

Sam Westlane is the new kid in the famous all boys Crestan High School for the rich and the spoiled ... There's only one problem. Sam is a girl.

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.

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?

June was fine with her rather dull life. The last thing she needed was a cursed bracelet, a demon chasing her, and a surly vampire who makes her toes curl. Although she's changing her mind on that last one...

(One-Shot) 12:05pm. Target caught masturbating in bathroom stall. 007 status: in adjacent stall, hyperventilating.

“Let me guess,” Sam said into the intercom after a while, “You’re the singing leprechaun I hear people talking about.”“Close enough,” He answered,“Only I’m six-foot tall, I don’t have pots of gold, and despite popular belief, I can actually sing."one-shot

Oneshot. Sometimes being a scorned woman is an incredible turnon. At least to a guy who's been in and out of anger management.

This was a compare and contrast essay for the same class. I actually had just gotten a haircut before I wrote this. And, it did change a lot. BTW, in case you can't figure it out... The scissors are talking.

One day, a girl and a boy fell in love without realizing it.

Sometimes that's just how you feel....please R&R

[ONE SHOT] “I'm already in love with someone,” I said. “And who is this supposed moron,” he muttered darkly. I turned and looked at him. Oh God, here goes the last shred of dignity I own. I took a deep breath. “You.”

About rejection, I think. I have a thing about not being good enough for someone...not so good. Lol. R&R

[Rated for language, Short story] She's a typical bleeding heart, so when a suicidally depressed, foulmouthed, unpleasant mancreature shows up at her doorstep for shelter, it isn't like she has much choice but to take him in. Written entirely in dialogue

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