Orphanage
I never thought that one simple, building would change my life forever. Now I want to thank my parents for this.
Demigods
Hello there my darling Demigods! The Fate here for your daily dose of Olympus High who's and what's. Today, you're all in for a treat. Guess who's back from her grave? Yes, it's none other than Olympus High's former 'It-girl', Lisa. And everyone knows how much I love her, right? The game starts once again, my darling. Are you willing to give it another shot? x's and o's, The Fate
Playing the players
*** Part of Chapter 6 *** * “I don’t really understand how a girl like you can have a good guy for a brother like Justin.” Jace says, and I roll my eyes. Justin left, along with the nice Jace. I guess he couldn’t wait any longer to insult me. “A girl like me?” I asked him with narrowed eyes. Amy and Logan are flirting with each other, so they don’t really pay attention to us. Jace turns to me with a hard expression. “Yeah, a sl*t, a spoiled brat who gets everything she wants in her whole life, not caring if she hurts someone in the process.” He says sternly. “So that’s what you think about me, huh?” I asked him while I tried to hide how much his words hurt me. “That’s what I see,” he says with a shrug. “Well… I don’t give a f*ck about your opinion, since you don’t know sh*t about me or my family. Who do you think you are to judge me?” I asked him but I didn’t wait for him to answer and decided to walk out to buy some popcorn before the film started. That would give me time to calm down a bit. ‘That stupid b*stard needed to open his mouth again , he didn’t even wait for my brother to walk out of the room.’ I thought to myself as I walked to the popcorn stand while taking deep breathes to calm myself down. * The 23 years old Kyra Smith was determined to take revenge on all the players who crossed her path, after her second break up. In the name of all the heartbroken girls she vowed to teach the 'playboys' a lesson and let them taste their own medicine by making them fall in love with her, then dump them in the same way as they did to innocent and naive girls before. Her plan was working out fine till she met her third victim's cousin, Jace, who insulted her at every chance he got for breaking his brother's heart.
The Good, The Bad and The Loaded
Audrey Blake is a British woman seeking a new life in the Big Apple. Hell bent on a new start, with no drama, she finds herself chased by three men. The ego. The cash.....and a surprise late arrival. Who will win her heart, and at what cost will they pursue her? With drama, romance and a little sauce thrown into the mix, 'The Good, The Bad and The Loaded' is a tale of true love conquering all!
On Top
*Mona's Crackhead mother Sade was in trouble with the local drug boys. Mona sold her self just to stop the Drug boy CJ(Future) to not kill her mother. She end up pregnant by CJ. He already had a thing for her before but she was to young but once she told him she was pregnant he of course took her in and started to love her and their son. But he was no good at first.
LOVE IS IN THE MAIL
LOVE IS IN THE MAIL: Verne Estate Series, Book 1 When Cora's best friend, Madelyn, asks her to be Maid of Honour, she is thrilled and decides to organize a bachelorette party that she will remember! For this, she writes to Leona, nicknamed Leo, the sister of the bride-to-be… But because of a recipient error, it is Leo, a Parisian architect and namesake of Leona, who answers her. Then begins a correspondence that becomes more and more personal as the young people discover each other. But when Leo offers to finally meet Cora, she categorically refuses. Determined to know the face of his mysterious virtual friend, Leo persists… Is Cora hiding something from him? Will the bond they have developed behind their screens stand the test of reality?
The Temporary Detective
Phones, light typing…and murder. Think breaking into show business is hard? Try landing a temp job without office skills. That’s the challenge facing aspiring actress Isobel Spice when she arrives in New York City, fresh out of college and deficient in PowerPoint. After being rejected by seven temp agencies for her lack of experience, Isobel sweet-talks recruiter James Cooke into letting her cover a last-minute vacancy at a bank. New to his own job, and recently sober, James takes a chance on Isobel, despite his suspicion that she’s a trouble-magnet. His misgivings are borne out by lunchtime, when she stumbles across a dead secretary in a bathroom stall. With her fingerprints on the murder weapon, Isobel sets out to prove her innocence by investigating the crime herself. While learning to juggle phone lines and auditions, she discovers an untapped talent for detective work—a qualification few other office temps, let alone actresses, can claim. Author: Writer, singer and actor Joanne Sydney Lessner draws on her own experiences pursuing a performing career in New York City for her acclaimed Isobel Spice Mysteries. With her husband, composer/conductor Joshua Rosenblum, she has co-authored several musicals, including the cult hit Fermat’s Last Tango and Einstein’s Dreams, based on the celebrated novel by Alan Lightman, opening Off Broadway in November 2019. Her play Critical Mass received its Off Broadway premiere in October 2010. Joanne is also a regular contributor to Opera News and a graduate of Yale University. The Temporary Detective is created by Joanne Lessner, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.
Curvy Desires
A determined billionaire and a reluctant bride. Fashion designer Kevi Sanders designs amazing clothes for plus size women like herself. On her newest assignment she meets a very annoying yet sexy billionaire who makes her want to commit murder at one moment and fall in love with him in the next. Business tycoon Aristide Koures has to marry very soon. When he meets the curvy, shy woman who just happens to be designing a wedding gown for his little sister he knows he's found the woman he wants to marry. Now he just has to convince her to say yes. But not everyone wants this love story to have a happy ending and very soon Kevi is running from a dangerous enemy as well as her feelings for Aristide. Book #1 Curvily Ever After Trilogy
On My Way To Mr. Right
So it all started one sunny afternoon. Or actually, rainy afternoon. We were all gathered in one room, the class clown who got her heartbroken, Beatrice; the sweet tomboy, Rossalyn; the renowned genius, Charles; the troubled dancer, James; and the one who runs this story, me, Charlotte. "Guys, you should check out what Ross is doing here. She's turning female on us!" Charles practically squealed which made us do the most logical thing to do: rush over to Ross and see what she's doing. "It's nothing, you idiots." Ross defended once we rounded up on her. But of course, we knew better than to believe her 'nothing'. James grabbed her phone while she was distracted and showed the screen to us. The brightly lit phone displayed pictures of a guy who was pretty athletic if you ask me. "Kyle Lennon?! Stalking is a sin, Ross." Beatrice laughed and we did the same as well. "It's not stalking, nitwits. Give me that!" Well, most of us. Ross angrily reached for her phone back but to no avail since James is tall and Ross' height is struggling to reach five feet. As much as I find this situation funny, seeing Ross angry is not a picture you want to see. She becomes unreasonable when you make her mad. "James, just give her the phone. C'mon let's get out of here," I said grabbing my bag from my seat. "Who was that anyway? She seemed pretty engrossed in looking at his pictures." Charles said as he followed Bea and Ross who had already gone out of the room. "Must be another player from last week's tournament," James answered and he got out the door as well. "I don't remember him," Charles remarked before going out. Kyle Lennon. I think—no, I don't think I remember him. But he must definitely be from last week. Unless Rossalyn is seeing guys without telling us. Nah, I really do think he's from the basketball tournament last week. I just can't my finger on which team he played for. He really looked familiar. Too familiar. "He is fucking gorgeous," I said without meaning to. I didn't even think of him that way. But to realize, he is handsome. I need to know him. We made our way to our usual hangout which was the picnic tables in front of the school.
Chubby Chasers
We are all beautiful no matter our size. I write this to show us all that we are beautiful. Never let anyone make you feel that you are not. So, I am asking each of you reading this to comment below 3 things you love about yourself. And remember you are beautiful.