The last thing that she needed was to move back home after spending ten years away. The very last thing she needed was to end up stranded outside of town, with a broken car, at two in the morning. So what does she do? Knocks on the closest house for help. Cue Hunter Stone, and cue the hottest winter of her life.

Adelaide Ryan: her pack's weakest link. A pocket-sized werewolf who suffers from shifter performance issues…Basically, she's stuck in her lowly human form and is about as scary as a bunny rabbit. Rafe Greywood: the big, bad alpha who won't give her the time of day. But that's okay, 'cause she's totally not in love with him. Nope. No way. [REMOVED]

Ebony Bell has a complicated life. She's a witch working for the local police department, she owns a possessed second hand bookstore, and she has a thing for loud red lipstick. When a new detective arrives on the scene, things annoyingly start going boom.

The sequel to Sweet Miseria. "The problems were piling up fast. Kidnapped children. Me being attached to a Vampire I hated. My ex-boyfriend slash Alpha being challenged for his territory. And now my stuff was on fire. Great. Where's my gun?"

Life was good. Business was great. I was content with living with my Unseelie roommate so long as he didn't destroy our car again. But all good things come to an end. Especially when you learn that dragons aren't extinct, and they aren't exactly the nicest people on earth. Unless they're in love with you, that's a different story. Unfortunately, it's mine.

Jubilee is a girl with a secret. She can become another being - witch, vampire, shifter - through a simple touch. And this has led her to a life of unanswerable questions and isolation. But when a werewolf recruits her to find the murderer of his beta, Jubilee can't hide anymore. Someone's after her, someone who knows the truth of her gift, and won't stop until she's his. Or dead.

Nightmares and Dreams are actual creatures who invade human minds as embodied fears and joys. Violet doesn't use the new BlissMax pill designed to give good dreams (or any modern niceties, thanks Dad), and one night, a Nightmare—the fear of hell—enters her enticingly un-medicated mind and gets trapped.

COMPLETE! When a powerful and handsome supernatural being decides to take an interest in your life, you'd be super happy, right? Wrong. He's decided to make my life a living hell. Would this be a bad time to say that I'm falling for him? Woops. *Nominated for Most Creative Plot SKoW round 12*

I will pick myself up from the ground. I will make those loud laughs true. I will wear what you did to me like a shield. I will get over it, even if it's long after you have. Loosely based on Lana Del Rey's "Damn You." [OS]

There was always a part of me that wanted to cave in and surrender. Let the bad guys win. Give into the exhaustion. But I couldn't. Roles had changed. Both Alpha and Vampire were relying on me. And even if I shattered I wouldn't fail. No matter what.

You don't have to try so hard, you know. For me, it comes naturally.

This is my blunt rejection of superstition. I guess you could say that it is fatalist? Regardless, I hope you enjoy.

There's this illness creeping up on me, it's clawing at me and I don't think I can run away from it anymore.

In a time where the Gods rule, they were separated. The life they had once lived now nothing more than mere dreams in the distant realm of fantasy. Where the secrets of their past and the truth both would rather forget, waits to be reawakened.

"Even if you can't be here, I'll always watch you. Always, Mommy. I promise." R & R?

I want to climb into the lap of my rapist father. Novella. Complete.

Live and let me die without you.

She had been waiting for him for so long, and he never noticed. OneShot.

Me and Charlie Brown’s Christmas Tree

When Emory Scott says she wishes she were a stop sign, she means it. To be stationary in a world that constantly spirals out of control, a warning to those who take life for granted. Maybe then she could forgive herself for being alive.

ONESHOT.“Well, what else am I supposed to think!” I yell. “You barely talk to me anymore, you have secret phone calls, you sneak out at night, and you come back smelling like perfume!”

You know when you see a rhinoceros, or whatever running around in the wild, you find it sort of breathtaking because the animal is beautiful and powerful." My eyebrows go way up at that. He just compared me to a rhino. While proposing. Oh. My. God.

It would have been her Sweet 16 yesterday. But she only lived for a day. She was my sister, and I never got to meet her.

This is the first poem I've written since I was tiny. Just came into my mind one day. Hope you like!

People will definitely remember...