~ AVAILABLE ON AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/164434193X ~ She hated riding the subway. It was cramped, smelled, and the seats were extremely uncomfortable to sit on for hours on end. Now add a group of crazy mask-wearing, weapon-wielding, maniacs to the ever growing list of reasons why Gemma hated riding the subway. Gemma Conners is your average eighteen year old and for the past two years she's been riding the subway to and from school with no problem. She always expected the same ol' same ol'. Cramped spaces, hard seats, and perverts staring her up and down and "accidentally" bumping into her and blaming it on the train as it jostled people into one another. Never did she expect a group of masked men to rush in and hold everyone onboard hostage, demanding that they all play along with their sick and twisted idea of a "game". It was either that or die. To add on to her ever growing list of problems, one of the passengers onboard just so happens to be Archer Daniels, your typical high school "heartthrob" and Gemma's classmate. Her day just kept getting better and better. With Gemma's luck, she'd be lucky if she lasted five minutes. Yep. She really hated the subway. *Book Cover Credit: Irah Marie* Thanks again for making such an AMAZING cover!❤️

This is the story of an extraordinary little girl. Orphaned as a baby, Emily grows up as a peculiar ten-year-old with abilities that not only frightens the other children but also herself. Read along as she lives her life as the now adopted daughter of a powerful woman, a professor of Hogwarts, A school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The time has come for her to know of her family and of her otherworldly legacy as Emily Potter, the girl who lived. - Edited as of July 2020 - Photo credits: http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/camphalfbloodroleplay/images/5/5e/Alone-black-hair-girl-sad-Favim.com-428528.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20120601103952

When former beauty pageant queen, Ellie Wilde, hears of her grandmother's sickness, she's the first to offer to drive her to her chemotherapy. What she didn't know she was agreeing to was an obnoxiously cheerful blond boy somehow nudging his way into her life. ©iwearheelys, all rights reserved.

Four bad boys, Ayden, Hayden, Brayden, and Okayden, try to form a school club to learn how to fight their bad boy instincts, or succumb to cliches trying. ******* When Ayden's six-pack appeared when he was nine, he realized that he was born to be a bad boy. Far for embracing it, he has dedicated his whole life to avoid every cliche in the book, from girls with mysterious pasts stumbling into him in the hallways, to always changing schools to be the "mysterious new kid," to ancient beings asking him to be a chosen one every other day. But a fated encounter with the captain of the football team makes him realized that he is not the only one cursed with being a bad boy. There are others like him. Alone, they are weak. Together, they are strong. Sort of. With the mission to finding others cursed with being bad boys, Ayden and his new friends will work together to make a school club where they can help each other avoid the trappings of cliche and finish the school year unscathed. That is, if they can convince the student council president to let them form the club in the first place. [SEASON 1 COMPLETED] [SEASON 2 COMPLETED] [SEASON 3 COMPLETED] Cover by @Feralshadow

There was once a cottage, a king, a farmer and a little girl. ____________________________________________________________________________________ Solidarity was a young man living on the outskirts of a large kingdom, Riverdell. He takes care of a young girl called Ava. The two keep their head's down, content in their little life. But when Ava meets Riverdells new king, Scott, he takes an interest in the girl. When Scott and Solidarity meet, the two knew they were made for one another. So yes, There once was a Cottage, a King, a farmer and a little girl. ____________________________________________________________________________________ Vivian took a long sip of her coffee. Solidarity nervously blinked. " H-How did you get in my house? " " Your window was open. " Vivian said, grabbing the coffee pot and a spare cup. " Coffee? " She asked with a grin.