Lana hated Matt. He was so annoying and immature. So why the hell was she starting to feel butterflies when she was around him? Maybe she needed to go to the doctor. DISCONTINUED

Do you find yourself wondering just HOW much description you're supposed to have? Maybe you're wondering how to prevent a Mary Sue? Well, look no further! This guide will teach you about those unique aspects to writing that you can't find anywhere else.

You think I like him? You've got to be kidding. Darren Teigan is the most stubborn, pompous, pigheaded, egotistical creature that ever existed." Emma says nothing and I blanch. "He's... right behind me, isn't he..." COMPLETE.

What if you fell in love with the perfect guy, but he never truly loved you back?

“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?

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.

“How about a movie? Saturday night? Just you and me.” I scowled. “How about you get the hell off my desk before I kick your fat ass off it?” He grinned at me, unfazed. “You just can’t get enough of my ass, can you?” ONESHOT

Think of a gorgeous blonde, super model-like girl with the prettiest baby blue eyes ever seen. Then picture a gorgeous boy with tanned skin, light brown hair, and amazing gray-green eyes. Perfect, right? Go burn in hell.

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?

Xavier is an English Lord, a soon to be Duke in fact. Since birth, he's never been denied a thing. Then he meets Liz, a cynic determined to forge her own path. In a school of rich preps, she's the only one who hates him and she's the only one he wants.

That's what I'm doing when I give her a smirk. Flirting. She thinks I'm just being cocky and arrogant. For such a smart girl, she sure is clueless when it comes to romance. Not that you could call what we have a romance. ONESHOT

Isaac’s practically marked you. You’re his property now! So cute!” “Mark? As in…like…vampires!” Well…maybe I read a tad too many fantasy stories. Sue me.“NO! You’re wearing his letterman jacket! And what’s printed behind? His name?" Silence. “I give up. A

If you want to be more specific, the writing on the desk is what really changed my life. Scribbled across the surface of that life-changing desk in the back of that history classroom was a three month conversation with a boy I’d never even met.

The leader the one at the top The lonely road they must always walk The charade that must always be played And the constant belief “I’m the best” Repeated again and again

RF oneshot: She fell in love with him. Him, the eldest son of duke, disguised as a typical nerd.One day, he leaves her without a word. Standing alone at the school dance, she thinks of all their first moments. And guess who appears to get her back?

RF [one shot]: It started with a dare. Seriously, no one sane would stand under my window and sing to me, more so after my mum chases after him and his lousy percussion team. But why does he keep coming back? And, why do I miss him after he leaves?

[one shot]'I wasn't hiding from you.' Gritting my teeth, I said, 'I dropped my phone. I was picking it up.' His eyebrows rose. 'You were picking it up for a whole ten minutes ... behind a bin.'

There are a lot of things that bug me about online fiction. I don't expect to make a change I just want to talk about it... or rant, really. This will be updated weekly.

Fairly self explanatory. There is a lot out there that irritates me, and after years of silent suffering I've decided to vent my frustration. Although this is mostly self therapy, I'm sure there are others out there who feel as I do, so I opted to share.

You sit there, boggling your brains out, but you just can't seem to conjure up the words for that dear summary of yours. No one ever said essays had to be stuffy! Revised.

He’s perceived as a spoiled rich kid that always gets what he wants. She’s seen as a cynical loner with an anger issue. But neither are truly what they seem what happens when they begin to notice this? What happens when he “buys” her for a week?

COMPLETE In nineteenth century London, it isn't considered proper for a young lady to send flowers to a healthy young bachelor. But when Adrian Morey receives a bouquet with a challenge, he can't help but be intrigued.

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