Copyrighted 2022 Prologue: Avery being Avery, scoffs at me and rolls his eyes. "You'll get over it. Feelings for friends come and go. Hard-ons are forever." I gasp. That's all I can seem to do. Started - 2 June 2022 Officially ended - 12 Nov 2022

"Look at me" He caresses my chin "Look into my eyes and see the truth, don't shy away from me, face my feelings and accept them. You already know." He breathes out. "You already know how much I love you" - -∞--∞--∞ A story about a girl who dreams of a man. A vampire king who visits a beautiful girl in her dreams. Who would have known her dreams would come true. She was to be a queen.

Anthony Deangelo is a computer programmer, game programmer, game developer, game designer, Manga writer, Artist, and Anime Creator. He's a Nerd, hopeless romantic also. He lives alone and goes into his own little world while working on his ideas. His family does things for the holidays in the family cabin up North. There's a problem, Anthony's Mom has told everyone in the family that Anthony is bringing his girlfriend over, and she is spending the Holidays with them. Anthony doesn't have a girlfriend; Anthony made her up. Now he's stuck and doesn't know what to do until he sees the woman he's had a crush on since laying eyes on her outside angry. So what does he do? Kidnaps her, of course, just for the Holidays. Aimee Robinson is a successful lawyer; she's on the billboards, she's won cases, and is doing pretty great for herself. The problem is, she happens to get the nickname called the "Ice Princess" she can be rude, blunt, seems to be cold-hearted, and doesn't seem to care about it. She cares about her firm and won't let anyone bring her down, not even the douchebag she was dating, who she found out was cheating on her. There's a mole in Aimee's firm, and she won't back down until matters are solved, but there's a problem. She's been kidnapped, by the weird guy who keeps staring at her from the cafe, and he says he's bringing her home to meet his family. Now Aimee is stuck in a car, handcuffed onto the car rest handle. She's dropped her phone outside the cafe and can't call for help; now she's on a road trip with a stranger who's bringing her to his home and claiming that she has to pretend to be his girlfriend. It's official; the world has gone mad. *completed December 31st, 2019*

Tanya Clarkson 21 year old African American woman moved to Dublin, Ireland to get away from her family after her parents died in a plane crash, she met Cedric Baltimore and fell head over heels, now living in the countryside or Dublin, with her 2 year old daughter Chloe, and her fiance always on business trips, only to be able to see him once or twice a week. What she doesn't know is... the man she's been engaged to for 3 years, is the prince, Prince Oliver Sterling of Walleria sister country to Europe. Not only is he a prince, but this prince... is already married. Copyright © 2014 Ashley A-lexis

"Mommy am I your child?" My mom looked down and chuckled at me. "Of course you are Theo." She said continuing to cut the vegetables that I hated. "Then why do we have different skin?" I blurted. I was five at the time and I didn't know any better. "Who said that?" She asked looking at me concerned. She knew I wouldn't have thought that on my own. I was always perfectly happy with everything. "This kid Matt. He said his mommy thinks you're weird because we're two different skins." I said coloring in my book. "Well don't listen to what people say. Love doesn't discriminate." She told me sternly. I took her advice. Highest rank: #6 in interracial #2 in interracial-romance # 3 in sexualthemes

"I can't be with you." I whispered, tracing my hands down his arm. The blank stare he gave me was clear that he was trying to stay strong. He hated showing his feelings and I knew that he did. "Why?" His deep voice cracked. The French accent I grew to love seemed as if it had faded along with his emotions. "We don't come from the same community," Tears trickled at the corner of my eyes. "You're from the richest family in LA and I'm just a transfer from Colorado. I'm in the middle class and for crying sakes, I'm black. You're white and we just don't mix." I lied and with every word my heart broke a bit more. "Does that really matter?" He stepped dangerously close to me. His hot breath fanning down my face now as we locked eyes. His beautiful green eyes staring down at me. I nodded. "Can I tell you something?" Once again I nodded, feeling slightly dumb for repeating the same actions. "I'm in love with you Milan Foster."