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Bette, a lonely but adventurous teenager, is sent to live with her Aunt Vi in England. It starts with mesmerizing wallpaper and ends with a torrid love affair. After stumbling across an old photograph hidden in the attic, Bette finds herself transported into 1920s Chicago. A roaring world awaits, filled with prohibition parties, midnight magic, and one delicious, mouth-watering vampire. | PG-13 rated | | 50k-55k words | ⚠️ mild profanity, suggestive language, macabre thoughts Cover Design: Kat Pace

Ann Moss thought she was fine with spending Christmas break completely alone, stuck at College. She knew it would be the loneliest break she'd ever had, but was going to make the most of it. She had a plan. She was going to spend her time catching up on her reading. Something she hadn't had time for since starting her Freshman year at College back in August. It was a good plan, but when she runs into the very attractive Colin Carter, a guy from her Art History class, at the College bookstore, four days before Christmas. Ann suddenly realizes how lame her plan is. And when Colin, a guy she hardly knows, suggest that she should come home with him for Christmas break, she doesn't know what to think. Who in their right mind would want to spend their whole Christmas break with complete strangers? But, somehow she finds herself agreeing to Colin Carter and his dreamy blue eyes. Will Ann regret agreeing to go home with Colin for Christmas break? Find out in Christmas of Love.

"We were just kids in love." Nicole is an outgoing senior in high school, hoping to make this year her best yet. She is the new girl in town and is looking forward to new friends and experiences. All seems to be going smoothly until meeting Tessa. In Tessa's eyes, Nicole is stealing everything that Tessa believes belongs to her. And she is in no way trying to hide her hostility towards Nicole. William, a green-eyed boy who has his life planned out for him, grew up in this town. He knows everyone and is popular amongst his friends. He makes an effort to spend every bit of his free time hanging out with his friends at the lake. When Nicole and William's eyes connect for the first time, neither one can look away. Is there such a thing as love at first sight? I want to think so. *** First Love, Forever Love is the first story that I had the pleasure of writing for a contest. Little did I know that this story would be the catalyst of my passion for writing. I loosely based this story on my husband's and my love story. While much of it is fiction, there are snippets of truth throughout. I hope you enjoy reading my story as much as I enjoyed writing it and revising it for ��������.

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Kaden stepped closer and I found myself taking a step back. He noticed. "Suddenly nervous? Alyssa Crane is nervous?" "Uh, no. You- I- argh! Just take the cookies!" I shoved the box forward. Kaden's piercing eyes were locked onto mine as he continued to advance and I backed up. "You are nervous. Why is that, Shorty?" He grabbed the cookies and tossed the box away. My back touched the wall but Kaden kept moving until there were mere inches between us. I gulped. "Nothing." I squeaked. *** Alyssa Crane is a free spirit who doesn't care about what others think and does what she wants. She's wild, and she loves it. Kaden Wolfe is someone who prefers peace and solitude. If no one bothers him, he is perfectly happy with that. She is fire he is ice. They live different life styles, almost worlds apart. Yet the world may just bring them together. But fire and ice clash. /Completed/ *Warning* Some content will be addressed that may be sensitive to some readers.

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Independent Braylee Mitchells faces the prospect of falling in love with her new roomie: self-proclaimed player and long-time friend, Dominick Mulder, when a damaged apartment and old vows force them together... and make them possibly confront and deny something that has been in front of them all this time. *** Braylee Mitchells remembers what it was like to live with Dominick Mulder in university- as well as all her other friends. Now, ten years later, and despite a vow taken by all of them never to live together again, Dominick may just very well save the day (and her savings) when he takes on the task of becoming her roommate once again. With her apartment in need of costly repairs and her freelance career as a copywriter and editor struggling to cover the bills, Braylee's options seem limited. That is until she stumbles upon a charming country bungalow that seems like the answer to her prayers. The only catch? The rent is far beyond her means. Desperate to make ends meet and reluctant to burden her loved ones with her troubles, Braylee turns to Dominick for support. As they navigate the complexities of adulthood and the challenges of chasing their dreams, their friendship deepens into something more profound. But as Braylee and Dominick grow closer, they must confront their own fears and insecurities, navigating the blurred lines between friendship and something deeper. Will their bond withstand the tests of time, circumstance, and untold secrets, or will the weight of their individual struggles tear them apart? WARNING: This story contains depictions of narcissistic abuse (off-page), mature language and adult themes that may be upsetting to some readers. Reader discretion is advised.

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He texted the wrong number, but met the right girl. * * * * * He thought he was texting Emma. She wasn't Emma. She wouldn't tell him her name. She did, however, have a wicked sense of humor and a rule-breaking charm he couldn't resist. What started as a wrong number turns into late-night banter, inside jokes, and something Jax never expected-a connection that feels real. But when mystery and reality collide, will she ghost him for good...or finally let him in? Call Me Mystery is a flirty, slow-burn rom-com about mistaken identity, unexpected chemistry, and choosing to be seen, even when it's scary. DAILY UPDATES AT 8PM

Vedha was holding her baby in her arms, her back resting against the inclined hospital bed adjusted for her comfort. The baby was nursing at her breast, tiny gulps filling the quiet room. Slowly, she leaned forward and kissed the baby's forehead. She touched her daughter's tiny hands and feet, still in disbelief that this life had been growing inside her just hours ago-and now, here she was, her newborn nestled in her arms, suckling gently, a moment of pure, painful beauty cradled in her arms. "You are filth... an unwanted filth in my life," Vedha whispered. With that, she jolted awake. She was alone in her hospital bed, the dream fading into the sterile scent of the hospital room. Her mother, Radha, who had been sitting in the chair beside her, panicked at the sudden movement. "Vedha, what happened?" she asked anxiously. Vedha, still dazed, shook her head slowly. She glanced down at her breast-it was leaking milk. Her breasts felt swollen and painful. Her body had begun to produce milk. Even though she had rejected motherhood, her body hadn't. "Amma, look at this. Do something," Vedha said, her voice edged with discomfort. The urgency in her daughter's voice snapped Radha out of her thoughts. She nodded and said, "Wait, I'll ask the doctor," before hurrying out of the room. Inside the doctor's cabin, Radha explained the situation. The doctor listened patiently and then said, "Since you're already a mother of two, I don't need to explain to you the importance of breastfeeding. Try to convince her husband to bring the baby, even if just for a few days. It will ease her pain and be good for the child. If feeding isn't an option, we'll have to start medication to stop the milk production. The choice is yours now." Radha nodded thoughtfully and left the room. She had made up her mind to speak to Arjun-one last time.