Genre Juvenile Fiction. Page - 50

A young girl angel tuminell finds her self to only cold, scary nights. afriad to close her eyes at night from angels brutal stepfather jordan miller. Angel; scared to tell anybody of the dirty secret games angel is forced upon on playing with jordan. Angel tries telling her mother, but the mother, Lynn tuminell; Never seems to want to listen while she's getting high all up in the kitchen. To know that angel, an 11 year old girl is on her own to the future of possible hell on her own

F4 the baddest boys alive. The PG4L is the baddest girls group in the west. What happen when the PG4L see something to do with a murder. The guys who did the murder want stop until the girls are dead.

So the US gov told the FBI to send the girls to the biggest country in the world Asia, China. Where they go to school and meet there match.

Will they become friends are lover's are worst enemy's.

new life, new love, new hate
(this book has japanese word in it but i will put pernunciation in)(ie. kira [kee-ruh])--------------------------------------------------

Stop Bulling

Dylan Bites and her crew are the pops(popular) creatures.Dylan claims she isnt scared of anything but is something following her? What will she do? You'll find out in the new series "All About y Creaturish Life" Book 1 My Vampire Life

A place isolated from the rest. Surrounded by thick forests, nest of many demons. A place where I belong. A place where all the rejects belongs.

Millions of teenagers a year get pregnant, all of the stories are different, this is the story of how having a baby changed Brianna's life.

Many young people in what they feel is just having fun by the expense of others about them have no idea what it does to that persons life.Imgine feeling like a caged animal and tormented every day what would you do to survive.This story is not true but has the same feeling and often ends in the same way as many young people today commit suicide because they cant take the abuse any more .

"One winter's night, the chief of the McCorquodale's was sitting at his dinner in the great hall of his castle. Logs blazed in the huge fireplace and fir branch torches hung from the stone walls.
Seated at the long table with him were his main men and often his harper would play a tune as they munched their way through some venison or salmon.
As they sat at table a guard came in with a strange announcement; an army was approaching, an army of mice.
The chief got to his feet and with his men went to the battlements.
In the dim light of the moon he could see below him the glitter of hundreds of tiny spears and the moon reflected in hundreds of little helmets and suits of chain mail.
A tiny squeaky voice shouted up "surrender or we will attack"