Novels

When I was five, Mom got pregnant with my sister, and she told me I'd never be lonely again. But after my sister was born, I was shipped off to my grandma's. Just like that, I became the unwanted child. 1. Grandma passed away when I was thirteen. My parents, having no other choice, brought me back home. At the time, my little sister, Tiffany, who was five years younger than me, threw a fit, screaming at me to get out. She said it was her house. Mom looked awkward and told me, "Honey, Tiffany's still little, and she doesn't like strangers in

It took me five years of marriage to realize that Jake never proposed to me because he'd already proposed to someone else overseas. He was late to our wedding because he was still hoping she’d change her mind. Later, he told me he loved me, but by then I was already walking away. A person who belongs to the moon doesn't deserve the sun. 1 After our son, Leo, fell asleep, I went into Jake’s office and sat at his desk. I stayed there a long time, until my neck was stiff and the clock hit two in the morning. After a lot of hesitation, I typed

My SAT score came out, and I absolutely crushed it - a 1580, the highest in the entire state. Brittany, the queen bee of our school, just laughed at me. "So what if you aced the test? You're still going to be poor," she sneered. Well, I'm done playing nice. Time to drop the truth bomb. You see that skyscraper downtown? The one that dominates the whole city skyline? Yeah, that's my family's. And that Maybach your daddy drives? That's mine, too. 1. The scores dropped today and, let me tell you, I got dumped. I stared at the breakup text from Chad on my phone, the

My name is Clara, and I was the stepdaughter in the Sterling family. After my stepfather and birth mother died, I was taken in by my step-uncle, Daniel. He raised me for six years, and for six years, I loved him. I guarded my secret carefully, convinced it was well hidden. But then I was kidnapped, and Daniel, instead of just paying the ransom, doubled it. His female assistant had discovered my diary, which laid bare my secret feelings, and suggested the extra money would get the kidnappers to "cure" me of my "unhealthy obsession." The kidnappers tortured me, pushed me to the brink of collapse,

I had a ticking time bomb inside me – a terminal diagnosis. To spare my husband, Mark, the heartbreak when the inevitable came, I started staging these elaborate "death" scenes around the house. Figure it was a way to desensitize him, you know? What I didn't figure was how one of these morbid performances would freak out some socialite he was driving home. The look on his face when he snapped, "Can't you just die already instead of this crap," still stings. Little does he know, I'm getting there... fast. 1. The sound of Mark’s SUV pulling into the driveway made me glance

I'm a girl living alone in a new apartment building – the kind where the walls feel way too thin. It was raining hard, like a proper downpour, around 11 PM, when my phone rang. I didn't recognize the number. "Hey, is this the owner of the car with the [License Plate Abbreviation, like "CA-123"] plates? Your car window is open, and it’s really coming down out here.” I was so grateful! "Oh man, thank you so much for letting me know!" I said. I was about to head downstairs, but work grabbed me by the throat. Ten minutes later, the phone rings again. I

My sister and I were reborn back to the day we were adopted. My sister, right away, grabbed the arm of the butcher, the guy who adopted me last time, and said, "Mister, please, can I be your daughter?" She knew, you see, that in a year, this butcher would become incredibly rich, while the millionaire who adopted her would go bankrupt. I just laughed. It was obvious she was trying to steal the successful life I’d had before. What she didn't know was that the butcher's success was because he'd adopted me. Without me, he'd have stayed a butcher his whole life. So, her little

My little sister, Brittany, was always Mom’s favorite. Spoiled rotten since she was a kid, she grew up to be a teacher, but got busted for physically abusing her students. One little girl was so terrified that she jumped out a window. The online outrage was nuclear. The internet sleuths found our address, and every day we were bombarded with rotten eggs and red paint. While facing the wrath of the victim's parents and a mob of internet haters, Brittany refused to apologize. Instead, she and Mom hatched a scheme to pin the whole thing on me. During a shoving match, I tripped

My brother is a psychopath. He's bipolar, and when he tried to stop me from marrying my fiancé, he broke his own leg.