She ran to Ireland to escape from it all- the old flame, family drama, the social pressure of being single again. Under no circumstances whatsoever was she even thinking about romance. She just wanted peace. And then Rhys Gallagher staggered into her life

Think you had senior issues? Try being forced to read the minds of everybody you touch. Being ordinary had never been an option until I met a guy who wasn’t quite as normal as I thought. Life was looking up... until somebody had to go and commit a murder.

He killed her family, destroyed her village, and took her prisoner. He was a Saxon, arrogant, godless, and expected her to become his wife and bear him sons. She hated him. But slowly, her reasons to hate were taken, until only confusion remained.

Now published in full for Amazon Kindle. Link in profile! 9 years ago Callie was beaten and left for dead after witnessing her best friend's murder. Her attempts to get on with her life in Amherst, CT are now threatened by the killer...as well as the brooding cop assigned to protect her.

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!**

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**

REMOVED ..."On a scale of 10 to 10, how hot do I look right now?" he wriggled his eyebrows suggestively. I tried not to gag - or jump his bones - as I said sweetly, "Is get the hell away from me before I punch you in the kidneys a choice?"

She's a screwed-up teenage bitch who steals, smokes, and just generally annoys everyone. He's a tightly wound, rather nutso psychologist who agrees to take her as a patient. But as it turns out, first and even tenth impressions aren't always accurate...

Fred never considered herself a bad kisser. But the comatose nerd at her feet dares to say otherwise. ONESHOT

Oneshot. 'I grinned, liking this stranger with his warm brown eyes and cup that announced he was a 12 year old girl.' Turns out cupboards under the stairs aren't just for wizards.

SLASH. Being a male nanny had its occupational hazards. Such as show and tell, teddy bear tea parties and getting shoved up against the wall by the boss and kissed within an inch of your life. Leland is pretty sure that wasn't in the job description.

(One-Shot) Once upon a time, we met. And for me, that was happily ever after.

A psychic detective predicts a man's death. Hilarity ensues. Slash. A bit 'o angst.

Corinne's sworn enemy is still living across the street and is now driving the Mustang she lost her virginity in while his brother, her first love, is busy talking about cold fronts and thundershowers on the local news. COMPLETE!

When a riddle from her dead father comes in the mail, Alice Ripley learns that things like pirates, secret passages, skeleton keys, and bad guys who just might want to take over the world actually exist. Wonderland wasn't exactly what she expected.

The pirates were all but destroyed. The water was safe. Or so they thought. Villages were plundered people were kidnapped, and one girl found herself the prisoner of the fiercest pirate of them all, but he may not be as bad as rumor says. Language/violenc

SKoW Nominee, Round 9. I see him every Thursday morning on the train with a clouded look in his eyes and all I want to do is make it go away. one-shot

COMPLETE They grew up together, but never really got along, even if they did secretly like each other. But things change over the years. People change. Jude has turned to drugs, and Katelyn is keeping a secret herself.

A girl is kidnapped by a man with severe personality issues. She falls in love with him, but is that enough to save her life?

(One-Shot) "You want to be with me, just as much, if not more than I want to be with you." A flicker of something passed over her expression. "I'll get over it."

“So I take it I’m not getting any tonight?” That WOULD be the first thing he says to me when he finds out we're locked in a room together. So even with "No" for an answer, how is it I find myself in bed with him, falling harder with every passing second?

Have you ever been plagiarized? Do you know someone who has? Do you want to do something about it? Do you think I sound like a salesperson? If you answered yes to any of these questions, this essay is for you.

Julia King learns just how hard it is to remain professional in the face of personal bias and, oh, complete and utter loathing, when her boss takes on a new but familiar client. Written for the "I Love To Hate You" challenge.

My lover is perfect, but he doesn't love me. And it's killing me. SLASH. ONESHOT.

One plus one equals two. Yellow plus blue equals green. Two crazy in love best friends equals the cutest couple ever. But one surly Mr. I-don't-believe-in-happy-endings, plus one slightly insane Little Miss Matchmaker? Not even Newton can find an answer.

Thor was the pretend boyfriend I made up so Samuel 'My Face is a Bacterial Wasteland' Matherson would leave me alone. So why is Thor standing in front me in the flesh?

Natalie Bryant saved his life. In return, he made her his personal assistant, secretary, and wife.

Rider vs. Driver. She fell off. He shut the door on her. Literally.

[COMPLETE] Let me tell you, if Cinderella had tried on MY shoes for a day, she would have gotten her magic pumpkin kicked from once upon a time to happily ever after. But if the shoe fits...

SLASH / The other kind of band slash. One number carved into an Old Navy bathroom stall, one miserable summer at band camp, and two boys to string it all together. Mix and allow mayhem to ensue.

A timid young noblewoman is in love with, of all people, her own husband, which would be a happy abnormality if her affection was requited. And so she struggles to win his love, unaware of the reason behind his apathy towards her.

Deeply in love, nothing could come between them. Until her best friend steps in, that is. Two years later, she still loves him and he's still with her. But someone's leaving her anonymous messages in her notebook. Could she have another chance at love?

COMPLETE! His name was Patrick Fitzpatrick, but he pulverized anyone who dared to call him that. He was an enigma, a mystery. Nobody knew anything completely true about him other than that he hated his name. But hey, I’d always liked solving mysteries.

-ONE SHOT- He was just the creepy dude who insisted on hovering over my shoulder every morning while I tried to drink my coffee. Obviously the only reason I let him keep doing it without punching him in the face was because he always helped me finish the daily crossword. That had to be the only reason... right?

ONEshot. - She is the type of person who likes hugs and kisses. Cuddles and touches. But he isn't. And sadly, she doesn't know.

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

Being a damsel in distress isn't nearly as glamorous as it seems...I should know, since my life is the equivalent of a really bad Disney movie. Except I don't have a Genie or a singing lobster to help me win my heart's desire, whatever that is.

His is a terrifying, dark beauty, but beauty nonetheless. Persephone's thoughts on her time in the Underworld. Obviously Hades/Persephone, oneshot.

Carrie, a self-proclaimed book nerd, thought she would spend a quiet summer working at Angelo's, a crazy Italian pizza place. She didn't think a weird guy would come into the restaurant and hit on her - or that he would actually be a spy from Pizza Hut.

One-shot. All Nicole really wanted was just to be left alone. What Logan ends up teaching her, however, is that some things are much easier said than done.

Ingredients for making a best friend's wedding day complete: two shots of vodka, one lost ring, and some very mean gunmen. Wait...what? After the gunshot went off, all I remember is feeling the blood on my head. And that's when this crazy mess started...

“There she goes, there she goes again. Racing through my brain, and I just can’t contain, the feeling that remains.” He sung to me, leaning on the door like he leaned on the gates of the repair shop. “You!” “Me.” he smirked. "You stole my door!"

“You have…” I stared at what I was wearing once more, feeling oddly calm. I shook my body a little, and there it was. That stupid, annoying jing-a-ling. I looked up at Raleigh incredulously. “You have little bells on your g-string?” SKoW challenge.

A blind princess and an ugly knight might just be meant for one another. A fluffy fairy tale.

“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

Winter Orion is sexy, popular, and as cold as his name suggests. He should NOT have to deal with a cruel father, superficial friends and abhorrent school plays. And who keeps on putting freakin love letters in his locker? That is SO junior high... -slash-

“How do you know that you’ve fallen in love with someone?” She asked meekly. He raised his eyebrows. “I know that I’m in love when I fart really loudly, and the first thought that pops into my mind is ‘damn, if only she was here to hear it’.” one-shot.

Adam's got the Spidey Sense but he'd rather be The Invisible Man. Your regular Marvel Action Hero minus lycra and enthusiasm for saving the world, he'd rather just ignore it and his dormant to extinct love life. Going nuts is more of a problem. MxM. slash

ONE SHOT So you find a phone, and you take it, because… it’s a free phone, why wouldn’t you? And it’s pretty sweet until the angry owner starts calling you every chance he gets.

[slash, oneshot] He gets beaten up for being gay and I get to pick up the pieces. Oh, and by the way, never fall in love with someone when you already know they love someone else. It's a good way to break your heart into tiny little pieces.

It's funny how the smallest things turn your life around. But nothing—especially people—is ever what you expect. -Oneshot-

Stephen and Charlotte's marriage was doomed to fail from start: She loved him, he did not love her back. But fate had yet to have the last word: wiping memories away, giving them the chance to fall in love again.Somewhat linked to Written in the Rain

He didn't like coffee. Or waiting. Thankfully, she was there to help pass the time. One shot.

[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]

You'd think something cliche like falling for your best friend only happens in Fictionpress romances. Ha! How I wish that was the case. [OneShot. Written for challenge.]

In a world where wild grocery carts run rampant, two people meet under the most unlikely of circumstances. “You mean we’ve been standing in the middle of the grocery store talking about hot dogs? For half an hour?” [Oneshot]

He told her he loved her hair. She chopped it off. Yeah. She hated him that much. One-Shot.

He wished he could say sorry for things he couldn't apologize for. A shittyass van, a long drive, and the people they picked up. Maybe there was someone yet to change his mind about the world. Or maybe he was meant to change hers. OneShot.

[ONESHOT] It was one of the gestures and awkwardly innocent conversations that comes straight out of a disarmingly heartfelt movie. I was just an innocent bystander who saw their tentative dance around each other's shyness. It was pretty hard hitting.

[FIN] SEQUEL to DAFT.

Oneshot. When a trip to the movies goes wrong, and Leah, a stubborn, firey redhead is stuck alone with her arrogantly levelheaded friend Simon for four hours, what will happen? My Christmas brain fart. And first oneshot.

Just another example of one of those tricks life plays when one least expects it. A chance encounter between two strangers in a cafe...

The first step towards change is admitting there is problem. Well then I guess I should get that out of the way, I have a problem. I’m a random dialer, but I won’t get into that yet. The second step is to avoid temptation—not so easy… [oneshot]

She's a hopeless romantic that is terrified of falling in love. Quirky? You have no idea... He's misunderstood purposely so and has a past. A dark one. So...what happens when their small town matchmaker decides they're destined for each other?

[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

Slash Clyde doesn't discriminate; he hates everyone equally.

Win the Heroine Contest and you can win the Prince's hand in marriage. Unfortunately for all those wannabe-heroines, the prince has other plans. So does our particular heroine. NOW COMPLETE

I could fall in love with him. And that's something that I never thought would happen.