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**

When the two clichéd stereotypes, popular jock and socially awkward nerd, are forced together through an assignment in lab, chaos arises. Throw in a forgotten past, a bitchy cheerleader, three best friends, an identical cousin, and a few other dramatic situations, and you get a Typical, confused brain.

If life has taught me anything, it's not to trust others. That's why I'm the loner, that's why I don't want friends. I was getting along fine, and then that school project happened... And suddenly, everything was changing.

Ember Morose is a vampire that's been betrothed since birth and doesn't no what its like to make a choice. That is until a curve ball comes here way with an ancient contract that has her bound to another vampire as well. Stand back or make your own fate

Kizzy is a girl who's been able to see ghosts since she was a baby. It's never bothered her until it sucked her into the realm of the Dead and she met Death himself! Now Death wants her to be his wife, but he doesn't seem to understand the meaning of no.

I divert my own eyes from the tube of glittery pink gloss to look at the shaggy blonde headed genius staring at me from the other side of the bench. He puts a thump up, “Come on Avalon, smack on some of that and go dazzle them with your magic lips."

SHOUJO. SWEET & SENSITIVE. "My job is to help people smile and ease them of pain, but he's different. I love him, but if I help him, we can never be in love, then again, if I don't help him, I let him suffer with sorrow. What am I supposed to do?"

This is a oneshot inspired by the song Let Me Go by 3 Doors Down. A guy contemplates his life before he leaves. I know, not descriptive, but sometimes... you just have to read to really know.

Yeah... The name is probably pretty cliche... But I couldn't think of much : . Hm... I don't know how to summarize it. What can I say- it's just a poem I found laying around. Just read, I guess...

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.

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?

Your first improvement says a lot about you... What would you choose?

Slash one-shot// In which there is an epic battle between French and Swedish, fought valiantly with cunning intervention, cruel seduction, and passive aggressive notes. Loser buys dinner. //For Freak-Of-Spade's challenge.

How quickly a person's life can change...it can go from bad to good to bad and then back to good. Julie's life was a prime example of this. But with her friends as support can she find that happiness that never leaves?

The Devil grinned wickedly and stared down at her broken body. Her mangled wings spread out painfully and her bruises ached. The last Angel was dying and The Devil stood and watched. Oneshot

A futuristic, semi-apocalyptic piece.

A hard sci-fi account of an orbital maintenance man's misadventure aboard a derelict space station.

Said the snake to Eve, I was created by a different God on a different world... the fruit of the Tree will grant you knowledge of all I have told you and more. Short story.

[Girlyslash] Smoke can kill you, but I think she'll be the death of me long before the lung cancer sets in.

“… Samuel Adams.” “As in the beer?” I asked curiously. “As in the beer,” he affirmed. “Also as in the Samuel Adams who signed the Declaration of Independence, but hell, all we know is the beer.” Oneshot.

In an obese future, Dan, one of five humans working in McDonalds, uncovers the company's dark secret. Short story.

Winning her over had nothing to do with flowers, chocolate or suave dance moves. He only kept barging through her door to harass her. [OneShot]

Written for my best friend in high school, something short, telling him how I felt and why we couldn't be more...