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*

It's not easy to pretend you're in love for the sake of teenagers and housewives across the country but top footballer Lucas Goodspeed and shy, romantic Isobel Saunders soon discover that convincing themselves that they're not in love might be even harder. **Removed and now available on Amazon and Smashwords!**

One Shot. Sometimes you fall in a hole and there's only one person you want to be there with you. Sometimes the hole is literal.

"What does fuck mean?" His eyes looked up to meet hers, "It's a vile word." "What's does vile mean?" She always thought she was smart for her age, but he clearly won her by a thousand miles.She wasn't used to being defeated, and she hated it. ONE-SHOT.

She’s going to pull away. The thing is, you have to hold her tight so she can’t. OneShot.

ONE-SHOT. Something fishy was going on, and my suspicions were confirmed when Ryan walked past and told me it was just me and Zach left, all alone in this dark, dark place with many corners and hidey-holes.

He was arrogant and heartless, had everything and wanted nothing. Just like his bitter father. She was just an 18-year-old girl, who had just lost everything and now had the job to work for them as a maid. The only rule? Don't fall for him.

ONE SHOT. “He lied. When he said that it didn’t bother him that he didn’t remember her - he lied.” Love is longing for the half of ourselves we have lost.

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

ONE SHOT. “Jealous?” He knew the damn answer to that. She grabbed him into place so that no space existed between them. He knew he wished it were like this forever. “You wish.” Cute how they try to run when all they need is each other.

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?

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

I'll chase and stalk him until he is mine. I'm pretty determined. Unfortunately his best friend thinks my existence is pointless and I'm unworthy. And, well, he's pretty damn determined too. / Left up just for comparison with my writing then and now.