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.

She hated his aristocratic air. He hated her enigmatic persona. They were on the opposite ends of the spectrum and yet with one common need, they agreed to a marriage. With such split personalities, they united under a white flag for now. SKoW Winner! REMOVED

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.

**REMOVED AND SOON TO BE PUBLISHED! Please see my profile for details** Lara Montgomery is a do-gooder...or a dream-ruining, boyfriend stealing sl*t, it really depends who you talk to. In an attempt to atone for past sins she completes good deeds for fellow students who request her help, much to the disgust of Fletcher Townsend, the biggest past sin of them all.

He was her rival, on and off the court. He can get any girl he wants, and she doesn't know how to lose. In a battle of basketball and the heart, Taylor Hampton won't let James Stirling win. Dallington High School never saw this coming.

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*

Matchmaking is supposed to be easy. But Madeline is going to learn that love can't be planned when she starts to fall for the last person she ever thought she would, who also happens to be the man her best friend claims to love as well. **Now available as an ebook on Amazon!

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

It should have been the best summer ever: a six week tour with my choir through six major cities in Europe. Sounds amazing, right? I thought so too, until I remembered who was going with me: Kurt Matthews, my obnoxious, infuriating nemesis. Oh joy.

So his friend was the one who got the crossdressing girl in the all boys school. Like Tristan Harland is ever the type to lose out, especially not to some girl who stalked him all the way from China. Problem is, she isn't exactly the type to lose either.

Neely Donovan isn’t interested in the whole popularity ordeal considering that her twin brother was one of the hottest guys that attended their school. But falling for the most popular guyand her bro's best friend was the last thing on her mind.

I am the published author of PRADA & PREJUDICE, a novel for teens now in stores nationwide! **** 1803: Lillian Paine disguises herself as a servant in order to escape her guardian. Logan, Earl of Harskbury has plans for her that only include seduction.

I had best friend Reece, semi-jackass Liam, sweet Landon, equally sweet Kara, and high on life Max. I’d be with Landon, who I’m not even sure I like. And help Reece get his girl, who he keeps anonymous. Not like best friends ever fall in love or anything.

ONESHOT. "Your mom wants me to impregnate you?" I pause. "Yes," I answer honestly. "She thinks you're dreamy and has deemed you well equipped for the job." Kent laughs. "Well that's true. I think I can be pretty sufficient in that area of service."

Not-so-single girl meets not-so-single boy. Chance encounters, flirty banter, those beautiful tiger eyes and an electricity-charged kiss. Forbidden, complicated, maddening – and ultimately, soul-changing. COMPLETE.

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*

"What's this? A checklist from some girl magazine?" Kent mused. "It's none of your business." There's no way I'm explaining it's a checklist Cam wrote to make me realize my feelings for Kent. Which is ridiculous because I'm NOT in like with him. Twoshot.

So, you think you can lie to Grace Dalton? Congratulations. Your reward is a nice arse kicking.

"Because I love you, Cin, alright? I freaking fell for you the moment you threatened to light me on fire with a Bunsen burner if I didn't quit flirting with the TA." [UPDATED: 7/29/13. Several pages of new content!]

Maybe my eyes were directed at him too intently. But I wasn't stalking. Really. He didn't seem to agree with me.

To-do lists equaled love. He had an obsession with her groceries and a hero complex she secretly appreciated. His girlfriend wasn’t much of an obstacle; he only liked to be distracted. After all, she couldn’t know he secretly wanted her, too.

It'd be fair to say Madison McHale has a little trouble controlling her temper. It'd be fair to say Caine Jeffries is a little bit of a player. Insert a bet, an ultimatum, dysfunctional families, meddlesome friends... and you've got yourself a love story.

You caught me staring at you the first time we met. I don't remember why I was staring, but I do believe your exact words were, "tormented by my beauty?" I smirked at the comment. / One-Shot

2nd Ep added -- FIN Put on the spot, rich bratty Adrienne Clarke picks a random stranger and declares him to be her devoted boyfriend. What happens when two very different people are forced to act in love with each other when they really aren't?

One-shot. I wanted, wished, and fantasized to press myself against him and kiss him senselessly. He was never suppose to know that. But he knows. Just kill me, kill me now.

She's the sarcastic bitchy girl. He's the panty-dropping manwhore. The only rule of the game: Don't fall in love. Who ever falls first, loses. COMPLETE. REMOVED.

-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

One-shot. "What's wrong?" Before I knew it, he had placed himself squarely in my path. And – dare I say it – he actually sounded a little angry and hurt. "Why are you not stalking me anymore?"

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

Nila talked to nerdy boys, who played World of Warcraft, who read Starship Troopers, who were on the debate team. Not boys like Brice Abrams, who played football, baseball, and a little pick-up basketball on the side. -previously published under tastethekiss-

Taylor, who works at a greeting card store, wants nothing more than to be given a Valentine of her own. But what happens when she has to sell one to the boy she secretly likes?

“Well at least I don’t hook up with every blonde bimbo who crosses my path,” I say venomously, which was so, so stupid. Allison James isn’t even blonde – I’m a blonde. I just called myself a bimbo! Aw, jeez. I really need to work on my comebacks.

(One-Shot) "You want to be with me, just as much, if not more than I want to be with you." A flicker of something passed over her expression. "I'll get over it."

“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?

One plus one equals two. Yellow plus blue equals green. Two crazy in love best friends equals the cutest couple ever. But one surly Mr. I-don't-believe-in-happy-endings, plus one slightly insane Little Miss Matchmaker? Not even Newton can find an answer.

ONE SHOT. “Aw, c’mon, Kee, you angry?” He smiled cheekily. “I’ll make it up to you, I promise. Three Kit Kat bars?” Damn. He took out the big guns. “Fine.” I snatched the bars before he could make me beg. “But only because I’m low on supplies.”

“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

ONEshot. - We were, as most people would call these days, friends with benefits. "So yeah, I guess this is it." I whispered at his sleeping form. I removed his arms from me and I felt the absence I would feel for the rest of my life. "Goodbye."

Ok, Adam. Just answer two questions first: how do you know who I am and why do you need to talk to me so badly?" "Because I have a videotape of us together last night."

COMPLETE. "I’m stuck. Can’t write sex scenes. One month to deadline. Failure." Every author's worst nightmare: writer's block. Or in Emma Connelly's case, sex scene block. What's a best-selling romance author to do? Especially one with a damning secret?

“What the hell did I steal of yours now?” I demand, annoyed to no end, but my breath catches when he fully sprawls himself over me, pinning me down and taking my head in his hands. “My heart,” he whispers and then his lips are on mine.

-ONE SHOT- The guy I liked had the hearts of every girl in the school. It didn't help that one of my closest friends who would actually be perfect for him was one of his many admirers. What else could I do but to take a back seat and just make as many wishes as possible at 11:11?

He had dated girls from almost all stereotypes - cheerleaders, goths, emos, musicians, etc. All the stereotypes, all the girls, except for one - his best friend.

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?

(One-Shot) 12:05pm. Target caught masturbating in bathroom stall. 007 status: in adjacent stall, hyperventilating.

ONE SHOT. Remy's boyfriend Matt is perfect in every way except one: he has an infuriating best friend named Jack who just loves to bother her. "Do you think I find joy in the fact that all I can ever think about is you, no matter how hard I try not to?"

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.

She stuck her hand in the back pocket of his jeans. "Does this make you uncomfortable?" He smiled and slid his own hand into the back pocket of the shorts she was wearing. "You'll have to try harder than that." It's funny what games become. -Oneshot-

Matthew Braun has spent his entire university career building his reputation as the main playboy on campus. That is until his friends bet him 500 dollars that he could never get the most stuckup bookworm, Rayne Johnson, to spend a night with him.

Complete! Between the three of us, we were probably connected to everyone in our year group and helped people meet the men or women of their dreams. But then one dream turned into a nightmare when I realised I'd fallen in love with the target…

[ONE SHOT] “I'm already in love with someone,” I said. “And who is this supposed moron,” he muttered darkly. I turned and looked at him. Oh God, here goes the last shred of dignity I own. I took a deep breath. “You.”

Moira is stuck in study hall and just can't get a song out of her head. Someone decides to help her before she goes completely insane. oneshot.

COMPLETE WITH EPILOGUE Amazing what occurs when witty bad boy Donovan makes a bet to seduce sarcastic good girl Piper. Follow the story of their intertwined existence through high school as lessons are learned and relationships forged. EDIT IN PROCESS

Are you real writers tired of stupid people getting attention? Read this guide and become that which you loathe!

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.