REPOSTED. Brian has been trying to win my heart since kindergarten, when he handed me a valentine with a worm inside. Too bad he doesn't understand the meaning of the word 'no.' 13 years later he's still trying, but I'm standing my ground. Or trying to.

She's a strong, independent P.I. just trying to get through each day. Unbeknownst to her, she's dangerous to vampires. She gets sucked into their world when all vampires make a choice: kill her or turn her. Except for one. He wants to save her. [COMPLETE]

"I think I love you, Hal." He said lackadaisically. I pushed his hands off my shoulders. I couldn't listen to his nonsense and it didn't help that I let him act this way with me. "You need help Gavin. Plus, you're drunk." This was too much for a girl to handle so late at night.

He’s a bad-tempered Cupid. She’s the girl with the love crisis. If he finds love for her, he gets his freedom. The only trouble is; with jealous enemies, crazy families, and a past life that just won’t quit, this love business is harder than they thought.

“Andrea, kiss me?” Blake whispered. And I wanted to, I really, really did. Every part of my body craved it, every part of my heart yarned for him. But my brain screamed in protest, it kept repeating his name. Seth, Seth, Seth, Seth. R&R.

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.

While visiting her brother in Moscow, a young woman ends up under the protection of an up and coming crime family. To maintain her safety, she must remain in Moscow with the family's second-in-command, the young and dangerous Mikhail Bazhukov. REMOVED, now on AUTHONOMY.

REMOVED. “Get married. Have a kid or two. Then you can have the company.” Weston never thought this would happen, but he’s going to do whatever is necessary to take what’s his... even if it does mean knocking up a random stranger and marrying her.

REWRITE - There is no running from someone so godlike.

So was it a really big deal that I was getting paid for sex? It was a huge misunderstanding. And so what if that letter finally arrived which made my stomach roll. I would have handled it. It's his fault he made my life even more complicated.

I said hi. He said he'd eat my eyeballs. I said to put his goggles on. He said he raped my cat. I said he's a cannibal Saiyan. He said he's a colorblind vampire. The psychic said we'd be gushing over each other by next year. Someone's lying.

Temporarily Removed

He was the one who broke her first bicycle. But over the years, he was also the one that stole her heart. Oneshot.

She had the saddest smile he had ever seen and for some reason, he was determined to get her to produce a real one. It didn’t matter that they were two completely different people. She intrigued him and he wasn’t one to back down from something he wanted.

We were supposed to get married. That was the deal. Things change though. People change. I found myself falling in love, but not with the right person, or maybe he never was the right person to begin with. SERIOUS EDIT IN PROGRESS!

Death gives a boy the gift to heal. He can only heal under certain conditions. What happens when he breaks the rules? Will Death be forgiving? please read and review Also please read my profile for more information on my published books.

[COMPLETE] She liked rock music. He preferred classical. She said what she thought. He thought before he said. She was from the 21st Century. He was from the 19th. There were more than walls keeping them apart.

Warning: You may not be able to understand this poem. Kudos to those who can! :D Basically trying to describe that moment when you first meet someone and they could be anyone or anything, and your mind goes through all these possibilities...hard to explai

the world was killing me, world was killing me...(experimental)

A short script about a world in which if a child is not perfect, parents are able to "change" them. Where is the fine line between human and machine? And is there really a difference?

A poem I wrote. Hard to summarize, I guess. A morning in five parts.

This is Mack from Clodhopper. My cousin and I have been asked a few times how we get so many reviews. This is our response. I hope it helps!

Can’t manage to finish the stories you start? Contracted writer’s block? Need a little help with summaries? Stop dodging flying vegetables. This is for you.

Someone asked me to tell them what punk was the other day. I wasn’t surprised, people ask that all the time. Short.