Alice is cursed with silence. She can't speak, and her laughs and cries are noiseless. This and her ability sometimes nuisance to send her thoughts through the touch of her skin has caused her to be sent from home at 14. When hope seems lost, she's picked up by a famous band of knights. As her relationship with the men, God, and herself evolve, will she find her voice?

Prince Damian rejects the girl chosen by his mother without meeting her and without knowing the girl can hear every word of his rejection. Years later he finally meets her again and falls for her without knowing she is the same person. Sequel posted.

. "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.

My car's on the fritz, my bff's a thief, the coolest guy at school bow chica-wow-wow won't leave me alone, and there just isn't enough teen angst to go around. "Are you staring at my butt?" "I'm not staring I'm...observing." I replied lamely. Sequel!

“You eavesdropped on our conversations?” “I am that book’s creator. Why do you look so astounded?” Cavin chuckled – and she felt all the more patronized. He was pressing her against the warm stone wall, his lips absurdly close to hers...

They're creatures of shadow who feed off our fear, so why wouldn't this one just kill her already or leave her the hell alone..?

She was a chubby, awkward outcast bullied by the mean students of Ashwood Academy. Their King -although handsome and rich- was the cruelest, and drove her away. Now Savannah is back, more beautiful than ever, and ready to exact revenge. *DISCONTINUED*

Breaking the seal holding back the most dangerous creature on earth hadn't been her intention. In fact she didn't know why she even listened to him. ON GOING AGAIN!

The moment Honey Smith sets foot in South Merritt Academy, she unknowingly becomes the target of an unspoken challenge, setting into motion a self-fulfilling prophecy that will forever change the lives of South Merritt’s Elite Five.

It was the start of a long friendship. What they didn't know was that this was also the start of their love story. He was the scared little boy. She was the girl who gave him a second chance. And a sandwich. Series of one-shots that tells Chris and Daisy's story from start to finish. Rated M out-takes may be posted, due to some subject matter.

Amanda loves her boyfriend, no matter what anyone thinks of their long-distance relationship. It's not his fault he has a great job in San Francisco. It's not his fault he's older than she is. And...it's not his fault that sometimes he wants too much too fast. She just wishes that she could look him in the eyes and explain what she feels. A love story told through a keyboard.

COMPLETE / They were too small to be a guy's shoes. I was so sure of this. So imagine my surprise when I ran into him... while topless. I might have to kill myself now.

For her 18th birthday, Adrian buys his sarcastic little sister Marah a pet werewolf. But Raze is proving to be every bit as stubborn and independent as she is. Can a resentful pet and his reluctant mistress ever learn to get along? *ON HIATUS*

It was a dark, stormy night. "Hello, little one," he whispered in a marvelously deep voice. She cocked an eyebrow. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but don't vampires usually go for breathy 16-year-olds with rape fantasies, smarmy exes to beat up...I have more."

Gifting day has come for the Demi-demons of Kay's class. However, Kay has other things on her mind. The mysterious Frost Forest awaits, and all Kay wants to do is enjoy the beauty of it, but will she be able to?

When running away from home an abusive home, Wendy is transported into a fantastical realm in the stars. She is adopted onto the pirate ship Kensington, captained by a boy named Peter with a dangerous rivalry. A retelling of Peter Pan. Under rennovation.

Can you see ghosts, can you hear them, control them, summon them? There is nothing strange about it... other than the fact that only two kids in what seems like the whole world can. Adventures await the two as they dive into a land of spirits and demons..

I don't know why watching him kiss some girl --for MY photography project, even!-- annoys me so much. But one thing's for sure, I'm not jealous. Nope. I just want an A. Really. One shot.

-which is where my hand is at the moment. That is, if the Cookie Jar is the school's notorious bad boy's back pocket with the whole school watching on. "What do you think you're doing?" "Er..." oneshot

Jesse Tybalt is strange. He's mysterious. He's compelling. He's alluring. He's gorgeous. He's deadly. He isn't human...and his prey is Elizabeth Hailie. Unfortunately for him, his plans are disrupted when he falls madly in love with her. -COMPLETE-

On the summer of 1861, six year old Serena Fallows suffered humiliation in the hands of the Duke of Norton. So what's she supposed to do when they meet years after? Why, throw a shoe at one of the most respected gentlemen in English society of course!

Catling, kidnaped by pirates who wished to sell her for profit, yet though the reading of a hidden diary of a past captive Catling discovers she holds the key to a far greater treasure and her life is now in the hands of a pirate or of a prince?

A collection of random tales from the Little Red Fairy Tales' universe ranging from idiot vampires to sly elves.

Life’s hard when you’re stuck in the future fighting a war you don’t understand on a planet that’s falling apart. It’s even worse when the most wanted assassin in the world can’t keep his damn hands, or lips, off you. [ m/m slash ]

As long as I'm here, you will never have to mow again." Samantha is a secret romantic who despises mowing. When a stranger offers to mow her lawn, she never suspects that her love story is about to be written. But not all love stories have happy endings.

In the moment he heard her sing, he knew she was the one he had once loved. What was stopping him from revealing himself to her? Apparently not that he is a vampire. Maybe two shot.

You are beautiful. Ever since those days when we would sit outside your house counting the leaves that fell from the trees, and collecting every thirteenth. We were seven, and you would never know it, but I tried keeping every one.