It all started when I fell through a rickety old floor and landed on this notoriously cold guy named Clark Russell...I sat up, shocked at what had just transpired, and found myself straddling him. Go me.

FINISHED! I'm the loner with no backbone. He's the school's favourite god. He's at the top of the pyramid, while I'm not even part of the pyramid. Somebody tell me how this is going to work out.

He stared down at me, eyes dark and unrelenting. "Do you want Malcolm?" Stupid question. But I nodded anyway. "Then kiss me." Talk about getting caught between a rock and a hard place. *SKoW Winner*

. "Hatred comes from the heart, contempt from the head, and neither feeling is quite within our control." Bullshit, she thinks. Then she meets Matthew Valentine.

For some reason, the instant Ben and Olivia meet, they hate one another. Every time they're in the same room, all they seem to do is fight and trade insults. But according to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, hot hate is twin brother to hot love.

He left his mark on her, not because he wanted to, but because he couldn't control himself when he was around her. She was his; that was all there was to it, whether he actually liked her or not. Well, they always did say love was blind... FPSSA WINNER! Now available as an ebook on Amazon!

She hated him to hell since the first time she met him at school. He was self-absorbed, arrogant and rude. So, how, in the hellbent world of idiots, was she ever going to survive living under the same roof with him?

Sweet, geeky boy next door Chris was Meredith's favorite babysitter when she was little. Almost a decade later, their paths cross again... and Chris is now charming, wealthy, successful, and incredibly handsome. As they grow closer, Meredith finds their smoldering chemistry harder and harder to resist. Problem? She's 17. He's 26. Worse? He's getting married...

The first time I had kicked in the womb it had been when Max, a baby himself, had placed his hand against my mother's stomach. It had been the first, but certainly not the last, time I'd kicked him, and now suddenly he wasn't interested in a fight? Weird. **Removed and now available on Amazon and Smashwords!**

Fix-ups are the worst for Kate, who hasn't trusted a man since her father took off. So when the gods send her back to Ancient Rome and into the arms of a famous gladiator, she's certainly going to have something to say about it. Even if he is her soulmate

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**

Their lives were on the line and they had no choice but to depend on each other. It's such a shame that they couldn't stand each other.

Just because they were, quite literally, made for each other didn't mean they had to actually get along.

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?"

"We don't really have a healthy relationship, Jonah. We met in a Psych ward." I sighed and pulled his arm tighter around me. "I know, Becks." He paused, and I looked up at him. "You're dying, and I tried to die. It's really... kind of perfect."

He isn’t my brother, though his sister is my sister. Our parents are married, so I guess that means something. But it doesnt mean I have to like him. And I dont. At all...

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]

He was the epitome of tall, perverted and inevitably handsome. She longed to stay far, far away before she fulfilled her urge to impulsively strangle him. He didn't know what to make of this feisty, redheaded beauty. He just knew he had to have her.

My ex-boyfriend is still skulking around, my best friend has a mystery crush, that stupid football player would like my head on a platter, and suddenly my mom has a few secrets of her own too? Oh, and to top it all off, the one person I thought I'd never see again is back in my life. When you're always up in the trees, the only place you really can go is down.

Name: Sarah-Ray. Loves: Chris, watermelons, art, cats, volunteering. Hates: Tristan, Algebra, Tristan, Dogs, Did I say Tristan? UGHH AND WHY THE HELL DOES EVERYONE THINK I'M HIS GIRLFRIEND NOW!

Ezra snorted, grey eyes barely flickering to her. "I don't need to resort to sexual harassment to get what I want, blondie."

Guys aren't even supposed to have Diaries. It's against everything that makes them manly. So imagine Mera's shock when she finds the bad-boy of the school's diary. Of course she'll want something in return. "Be my friend." I ordered.

Meeting her match was no easy feat. She was valedictorian, best viola that school had ever seen, but that changed when a new guy came in, with a bad boy complex and all, after her post. A little competition never hurt.

..."If I told you I was still in love with you, would you believe me?" REWRITING/REVISING/RENEWING

Life should be simple after a wolf finds his mate. For Ryan, this isn't true. Chloe doesn't believe he exists and seems to hate him more with every move he makes. What's a wolf in love to do but prove that she belongs in his arms forever?

I'm like every other person who was forced into their profession. I hate it, the hours are long, I work for my grandfather, and I'm not allowed to fall in love. Piece of cake right? *Full Summary Inside*

-"Positivity, Cerise," he mocks, "have some, and you may get a good summer." How am I supposed to enjoy the summer with so many disastrous events going on and a mind-game playing, overly flirtatious, extremely gorgeous idiot around to enjoy my misfortune?

For Noelle Preston, a life without Adrian Hastings was a good one. And she intended to keep it that way. But it turns out you really don't know someone until you wake up in bed next to them with no recollection of how you got there.

He lifted his hand, my bra dangling off of his index finger.OPEN ME...one word on each cup. His smirk grew as he said, "I don't mind obeying orders."

Summer Adams has just moved to a new town- and she hates it. It's too small, the people are too cheery, and her entirely too attractive neighbor is making her life hell. Will a local crime bring Summer's new life together- or rip it apart?

Complete. Every girl wants to meet the boy who makes her feel light; happy - who makes her feel weightless. I met a boy who made me feel like a ten-ton elephant - too bad he was my only ticket to getting the man of my dreams.

‘Hey, watch it, asshole!’‘Whatdid I do to you!’‘Yourhands.They're touching my thighs’‘Oh,well, excuse me,if there's barely any space in this damn closet—and I didn't touch you!’‘Yes, u did!’‘SHUT UPbefore I kiss u and makethisaREALSevenMinutesinHeaven'

Lydia is a tough and sharp tongued girl who is forced into an arranged marriage with Nathan, a family friend and the irresponsible heir to his father's car company. They hate each other, but will they learn to get along and find love in an unlikely place?

I work four jobs, dance, and babysit almost every night of the week. So when I get home I want to sleep. Instead I have to listen to my new upstairs neighbour play the piano all night long. Who does he think he is? Famous? Ha...

Amy has hated Jake since she was ten years old. Since he dropped her and left her friendless in her time of desperate need. But what will happen when, now that they're 17, emotions and realisations get tossed in the air. She'll hate him still...right?

."And by curiosity, how can a box of cereal be yours?" His eyebrows were raised and his hair tussled.The picture of annoyed.Good. "It just is." Lame, the voice in my head said.Shut up, you. "Well, I don't see your name on it." I smiled,"Top, on your left"

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.

- "I’m happy with the girlfriend I’ve got, thank you very much." Meet Nerys Powell. Never had a boyfriend, never been kissed, never been at the center of attention before in her whole entire life. And then she meets Billie Winters. COMPLETE

Taken down.

For years, it was just me and Mom. Now all of a sudden I've got a new stepdad, a stepbrother, and my best friend's hot older brother is starting to look at me funny. Maybe he's finally noticed I'm not twelve anymore?

[COMPLETE] I'm a good girl. I get A's. I don't give my mom problems. So how did I get in a shouting match with this cute guy in the Principals office? And why did my Math teacher pair us up for tutoring? Doesn't he realize that's a recipe for chaos? [SEQUEL UP] *FAIR WARNING* This story is 8 years old and is cliche with some cringe-worthy dialogue and scenes. Read at your own risk!

..."Does that kiss have anything to do with why we're on a train to New York in the middle of the night?"

When their parents die suddenly, step-siblings Luke and Katie have to join forces to keep 17-year-old Katie out of foster care. So she agrees to Luke's crazy plan and for the next 9 months they're man and wife. Maybe they'll even start to like each other.

That's when he said it, the words that snap me out of my "state," so to speak. "Just because you're breathing, doesn't mean you're living."

I feel my heart flutter, watching him retreat back to his desk, chewing on his own baguette and sinking down in his chair. I close my eyes and suck in my breath before opening them again. Damn that motherchucker. FOR THE I LOVE TO HATE YOU CONTEST

She's a bleeding heart liberal. He's a jaded Marine. She's the best friend. He's the older brother. She's middle class. He's loaded. And they're sharing the same address. Painfully cliché? You have no idea. SKoW Winner and Runner-up, Round 8.

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.

Even from where I sat, I could see the excitement radiating off of those around us. It wasn’t everyday one had to play ‘Nervous, yet?’ with their best friend. //One-Shot//

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!

“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!"