Ceri is the girl who thinks it's her mission in life to save everybody but herself. Caden is the messed up boy who always seems to be there to save her. She thinks they solely coexist. He, well, he has always been in love with her. (Currently being EDITED and RE-POSTED)

To make her ex jealous she pretended to date someone he hates the most. Of course it was in a kinda twisted way, 'cause said person was I, his half-sister. - rating for chapters 4, 5, 27 & 39 and language. Please R&R, CC appreciated.

Rosaline thought she knew him and what she knew, she hated. But Javier isn't the kind of guy you get to know easily nor is he the kind of guy who is what he seems. He needs her more than she or even he understands. If only she would realize...

After a tragedy that shatters both their families, Nicole Harmon and Derek Noble are raised to despise each other. They finally meet for the first time in high school, and Nicole wants to make peace, but Derek is determined to make her life a living hell.

REMOVED Living in small-town Montana is pretty boring, especially when your dreams are too big for reality. But it's all about to change when Jay moves in. He's a Londoner with an 'addictive personality', and he won't leave me alone. REMOVED

Now published in full for Amazon Kindle. Link in profile! 9 years ago Callie was beaten and left for dead after witnessing her best friend's murder. Her attempts to get on with her life in Amherst, CT are now threatened by the killer...as well as the brooding cop assigned to protect her.

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!**

The epic Christmas party that started it all. In a house full of evil Harris progeny and more mistletoe than Santa can shake his fist at, there's nowhere for Adelaide to run.

"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...

Hannah Ayers and Jake Allen had hated each other for longer than they could remember. But when a car accident leaves Hannah with amnesia, she can’t remember him at all. Jake could use this to a nefarious advantage…or enjoy a clean slate. Tough choice.

She's just the sweet girl who sells cupcakes. He's just the charming guy who buys them. She has a crush. He has something up his sleeve. Pure, unadulterated, happy, non-dramatic fluff. rated M for some language and some, yknow. Some eventual schmex.

They antagonize each other, plain and simple. They bicker and they fight and they push each other's buttons. And damn if they don't enjoy it. One-shot.

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.

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."

You can stand there with your scowly face, your authorative red shorts, and your man muscles, but I am not taking off this jacket. One Shot. Rated for minor language.

I had a pretty good life going, but then my ex had to march into my favourite coffee bar and back into my life. I hate him. And his stupid sweater. Slash, m/m. Rated for language and some sexual content later on.

Bailey is a talented art student who's struggling in one area: human anatomy. Although never her friend before the answer might be science, in the form of pre-med student Ason. Rated for language & sexual content.

Malcolm Leight, private consultant to the police, only fucks his roommate/assistant/doctor/lovesick fanboy Peter Grayson on the nights he solves a case. There is nothing sacred about the ritual, though Peter wishes there was. M/M. NOW WITH EPILOGUE.

[COMPLETE] "Pucker up, princess," he murmured, grazing his lips temptingly over Nala's as he spoke. Manning a kissing booth during summer led to stolen phones, mall encounters, phone smushing and more. Manning a kissing booth led Nala to Chase.

"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!]

Lucky had resigned himself to the life of an observer. The little brother. The best friend. The sidekick. But then life decided to kick him in the balls, and dumped his twitching body into his own crappy soap opera. And a sucky one at that.

PREVIEW ONLY. NOW IN PRINT. Jessie was recovering from a bad breakup. Kai just got into town and was adjusting to his new life. Fate pulled them together, giving them a night that neither one would soon forget. But some obstacles are insurmountable. *SKoW Winner*

Oneshot. 'I grinned, liking this stranger with his warm brown eyes and cup that announced he was a 12 year old girl.' Turns out cupboards under the stairs aren't just for wizards.

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

Scott is getting out of the kitchen, even if it means leaving Dane behind. M for a lot of language, a little sex, and some minor drug use.

Margaret Hollyburn is perfect but Blake Anders is a perfect mess. So why are they best friends? And why can they never be anything more? Story has mature but not graphic themes. All but the first chapter of this story has been removed as it's currently being edited for formal publication.

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.

At 3 AM “I’m Too Sexy” began blasting from under my bed. I was bound and gagged. // One-Shot.

It didn’t matter to my Hindu Mum that he was an Italian badass covered in tattoos; the Indian fortune-teller had predicted that I would marry him so according to Mum, marry him I would. **Lucan’s Story**

He looked like the sort of guy who would strangle, cut up and eat me. So why are there erotic drawings of me in his sketchbook? Note To Self: do NOT talk back to the scary-psycho new kid! Slash. Three-shot.

Cat is 13 yrs old, and in eighth grade, she lost her father the summer before and is now living with Evan, her cousin. She would love to just blend into the back ground, but Evan wont rest until he finds out why she hasn't cried. M for sensitive subjects.

“It doesn’t work that way. Sometimes you just don’t get the happy ending,” she said. He looked at her, then with a small smile, he said,“You always get the happy ending. It always comes eventually. You just have to have faith.”

It's the typical story. The best friend runs in, steals the girl, and leaves the jerk at the altar. Just like the movies, huh? The only problem for Derek Fisher, and his best friend Eleanor French, is that I'm not your average jerk. I want my woman back.

“Don’t worry – I got this,” he said with an air of confidence much too optimistic given the circumstances. “You got this?” I shouted. “Your house is on FIRE.” “So?” “So, why haven’t you called 911 yet?” “I already told you,” he said. “I got this.” 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?"

Six different students, six different perspectives. One weekend.

That day was the beginning of our Friendship. I say it with a capital 'F', because a saga needs a name. And that's what we turned out to be." A story of unrequited love...

They are dysfunctional and illogical and imperfect and he doesn’t even really like her, anyway. But it’s 2am, and she’s throwing pebbles at his window, praying he’ll come watch the shooting-stars-slash-UFOs with her. ONESHOT.

So this preppy girl’s desperately in love with the bad boy who’s totally crushing on his best friend who is actually in love with her brother’s athletic best friend who is lusting after his nerdy tutor but really, I just want to graduate. Skow Challenge.

She was on her way to make the biggest mistake of her life, and he only had ten floors to stop her.

If there were groups for this, I know exactly what I’d say. “My name is Thom Oliver, and I’m addicted. It’s been six months, 3 days, 14 hours since my last one night stand. Please keep Evan Llewellyn away from me. I think I’m going to rape him.” Slash.

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.

The tale of two outlaws and the totaliatarian theocracy what done it to 'em. Slash; M for language, sex and violence.

Oneshot. Belle's surefire ways to get a guy: 1, Write his name on your hand. 2, Lure him in with jelly beans. If it works for kids, it works for men. And 3, recite your many witty food analogies. He won't be able to resist.

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.

Patrick Morrison had it good. He was socially invisible, ignored by the Neanderthals around him, and on the fast track to MIT. Then he made the mistake of getting involved in Marielle Pason's social games. But to Patrick, the only way out is to win.

The EAHoDSC is a long-standing tradition for Adelaide and her friends. But what happens when one of her other traditions - the delicious Charlie Harris - joins the fray? You know, besides the traditional inordinate amounts of sexual tension?

Unrequited musings of an artist's model. Gay male. One shot. Redrafted!

He was funny, sweet, good looking, and charming. I was cynical and mean. We shared sarcasm, inside jokes, and indisputable chemistry. It really was too bad that we also shared a stubborn pride. [One shot]

Sayuri was the perfect woman. Beautiful, charming, and a successful interior decorator, to boot. So why did Eric leave her at the altar for her best friend? And why is Sayuri sleeping with Eric's sexy older brother Vincent? The story of a woman scorned...

We usually can read each other’s minds, know exactly why we’re feeling what. He’s not supposed to have to wonder why I’m so pissed at him. There’s only one explanation. It’s because of her. ONESHOT, mm slash. Warning: my first time at slash.

[ONESHOT] Charlie is a girl in a punk band, and Ink is a guy who dislikes girls in punk bands. Still, she has vivid threats involving piano wire prepared for whenever he calls her pet names, so maybe there's some room for exception in her case.