Novels

My own mom and brother had been pressuring me to give blood to my stepsister for twelve freakin’ years. My brother, Jake, used to say, “If anything happens to Lily, you’re gonna regret it.” Mom was even worse: “Even if it’s your last drop, it belongs to Lily.” But when I actually kicked the bucket, they were at my graveside, begging for my forgiveness. 1 Today’s my birthday, but all I got was a crummy lab report from the hospital. Leukemia. I asked the doctor if someone with cancer could even donate blood. He said, “Absolutely not.” I just laughed. After being a human blood bag for a dozen years,

Turns out, my boyfriend, Mark, had a real problem with “taking my money,” as he put it. He’d been saying for weeks that he was done being a freeloader, done with me paying for everything. Then, he just hopped into my best friend, Sarah’s car. Except… that was my car! On graduation day, my dad rolled up to campus in his Rolls Royce to pick me up. (Yeah, I know, spoiled, but hey, what can I say?) I glanced in the rearview mirror and caught a glimpse of Mark, Mr. "I'm Too Good for Money," and Sarah, my supposed bestie. They were hauling

The day the college entrance exam scores came out, my stepsister, Tiffany, threw a huge karaoke bash at the swankiest club in town. I was working there, bussing tables and delivering fruit platters. Tiffany sneered that I was a loser with no ambition, having to work as a KTV server to pay my way through community college. I eyed her bill, over two thousand dollars, and called my Aunt Carol. "Hey, that table? Don't comp it. They can pay, that money's going towards my bedsheets when I get into Harvard." 1 I pushed my cart into the "888" room, right as Tiffany was holding court. "This club?

The year I was supposed to marry my girlfriend, I dumped her. Years later, she became a big shot, and she used every trick in the book to force me to marry her. Everyone said we were destined to be together. But nobody knew that after we got hitched, she’d bring guys home every other day. I’d just act like I didn’t see it, like they were furniture. While she was off partying with those guys all night, I’d just lay there quietly, counting down the days I had left. 1. The second year I was married to Sarah, she started seeing

Waking up, I found two husbands in my bed. 18-year-old Jake, with a sparkle in his eyes, said, "So, can I call you my wife now?" I glanced at 28-year-old Jake, who was still pretending to be asleep, and shook my head. "Nope, we're getting divorced soon." 1 The scar on 18-year-old Jake’s face was still pretty noticeable. Looking at it, the first thing I remembered was him, face covered in blood, grinning like a fool at the hospital, holding out a crushed bouquet of flowers as he confessed his feelings for me. But now… The divorce papers had been sitting in my drawer for two months

"\"Liam!\" Declan suddenly called his brother's name in a heavy tone: \"If you don't cherish her, don't blame me for cherishing her instead!\""

The karaoke room was dimly lit, and there, in the middle of the room, my boyfriend of three years, Liam, was doing a sake bomb with this girl, Tiffany, who he’d always had a "thing" for. The second I pushed open the door, everyone turned and stared like I was crashing a party I wasn't invited to. Liam, trying to sound calm, told me to "chill out." I just laughed. Did he really think he was that irresistible? Any guy who’s got his head turned like that isn't worth my time. I’m outta here. 1 "Okay, okay, Chloe, don’t get the wrong idea. We were just playing

They all said that Tiffany was head-over-heels for me. But when my baby bro came back, she shipped me off to the sticks. Said I needed to do some serious soul-searching. After three years in the middle of nowhere, Tiffany stared, wide-eyed at my messed-up leg. She said she’d messed up big time, and wanted me back. Chapter 1 Tiffany found me rooting around in the pigpen, using my bad leg as a crutch. I was trying to snag a snack. Word was, some bigwig was in town, and everyone was out rubbernecking, so I had a chance to sneak into old

She begged me to give my spot at college to my older brother, Brian. My younger sister, Tiffany, sneered at me, siding with Brian. "Without him, you wouldn't even have been born!" My dad yanked off his belt and started whipping me. "You owe this to Brian, you selfish brat. You won't even let him have a shot at college. You're a freakin' ingrate, wish you were dead!" Wish you were dead... Dad was right, I was about to die. The truth of my death didn't hit them until much later. Mom was a wreck, sobbing uncontrollably. "He was always so healthy... how could he