Alex is only fourteen and she live in the UK. She is moving (Just only her, not her parents) to Nevada, where her grandparents are. As she arrive there, her grandpa told her, she can pick any room she like, but not there room. And guess what room she pick, the attic. The attic was old, so the makeover the attic. While she was painting, she click on something. It turned over the bookshelf and she found a box.
What's in the box? Are there any more secrets of the attic? Well go on and read the book!

Read to find out what having a pair of balls sounds like, and the little guy standing up to this f****d up country we call home and what should be done to put it right

I wake up in an unknown place to find that my wife has found her place....in hell.

Alexis is finally realizing that she is different, but not only is she different, her mom is dating her high school teacher! Life screwed up, Alexis is trying to find a way to live a normal life.

Why had I dreamt about him so clearly, when I hadn’t seen him in three years? It made no sense. But I knew my mind was trying to tell me something, as it always is. The dreams are always strange messages, sometimes potentially dangerous, others light and almost comical.
The boy I had seen in my mind was one I had left three years ago with the intention of never seeing again.
Now I knew better. If it were up to me, the unspeakable Jason Lance would stay in the past. But it seemed the dreams had different plans.


The dreams never lie.

This is a huge step into the head of Zebrial J. Gossage. It shows you the poetry that just flows through his head daily. These were hand selected the greatest poems he has written so far.

This isn't the whole thing
Sorry, but i just felt like doing a very short one to keep every one excited about the next volume coming out,

Melody is a typical 17 yr old, she doesen't like her life, so what better way to run and live life out on the streets

HAHA you're wrong Melody Flemish

it's about a girl named ikuro, who's family dissapeared ten years ago. with no trace of where she came from or how she ended up in the yukirima family how will she cope with her life?

THE MARRIAGE OF TWO RACES

Its dark, too dark and cold. I lie on bed deciding weather I should sleep or not. I decide positive and close my eyes. Images of blood on a white wall and a girl dead on the ground that looks too much like me start to run through my head. I open my eyes immediately and start stearing at the darkness once again. Is over a week that the nightmare keeps coming over and over every night taking from me the possibility of sleeping. I start thinking about the possibility of the dream to be some sort of prediction or something and my mouth goes dry.