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May Belle Grimm knows only too well that the hardest falls are the ones that happen when you aren't looking, and she has all the scars to prove it. But May is not your average San Fall girl, and nothing is ever quite as it seems to be with Maybe, both the good and the not so good. So when May is having an especially dark day, she decides to have herself little misadventure ...and things quickly take a turn for the dangerously interesting. Not that this was ever going to stop her from having a little fun. For Darren Dean what was to be one the greatest summers of his life, has turned into a sick sad joke. Ripped away from his sunshine life at the beach is the equivalent to being banished to hell. Hell, in his case being the sleepy little landlocked town of San Fallcon, known by the local kids as "San Fall...where even the clouds suck". His dreams of Lifeguarding dangerous breaks of Sunset Beach have been reduced to guarding the kiddie pool at the local Plunge, colloquially known as "The Toilet Bowl". So with no beach, no waves, no surf and no life, he is just counting the days until he can finally get back home to the place where he belongs. But both Maybe and Darren will learn the hard way, that sometimes the person you least expect to meet is the one you need the most. And the twists of fate that happen when you're not looking out, are the ties that bind you ...for better or worse. Winner of the 2017 Brigade Award for Romance First Place in Teen Fiction ~ The Blue Rose Awards 2017First Place in Teen Fiction ~ The Majestic Awards 2017 First Place in Teen Fiction ~ The Sunset Awards 2017First Place in Teen Fiction ~ The Royalty Awards 2017First Place in Romance ~ The Heavenly Awards 2017…

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Winter is coming and it's almost time for Darren Dean to leave San Fall and resume his life in Sunset Beach. Only one thing is holding him back form his glorious return to the hell that spawned him ...the strange girl that he's fallen in love with.Maybe has fallen down more times than she can remember and has all the scars to prove it. But no fall that she has ever taken before has prepared her for falling in love. So with Winter coming she is making the most of the time she has left with her "boyfriend". So if that means stomping down anyone who gets in her way? Oh well, sofa king sobeit.…

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We are not the broken clichés you want us to be anymore. We have transcended beyond the "Good Girl ~ Bad Boy" boxes they tried to put us in. We are so far beyond all that now, that we are finally free of all those stereotypes. The story of us is not the usual cliche "good girl" meets "bad boy" that instantly fall in love. Oh, and after a few almost funny mishaps everything works out perfectly story. Or the other one where the brooding bad boy with a tragic past gets a second chance to become a happy, well-adjusted person again. All thanks to the love of an awesomely perfect popularity princess with a pure heart of gold. Who sees "something special" inside him, that no one else can see ...and sets him on a straight path. All that once in a lifetime fairy dust love, that only exists for perfect pretty popularity princesses in the happily ever after. No, this is the other kind of love story ...the messy kind, that messes peoples lives up irrevocably, for all time. The real kind of love story, that comes hand in hand with hopes and fears, and all that real hurt that burns at your heart. So while our Crazy love might not be as bright and shiny as that fairy dust love is ...our love will kick your loves ass any day of the week, and twice on Sunday. Because our love knows the secret truth about itself. That it's not about how perfectly you fall in love, it's how you get the back up after love kicks your ass sideways, and you come back looking for more. Because our love is that Crazy kind of love, that is so forever you have to fight for it 'till the bitter end ...or die trying. The kind of love that comes with beer, pizza, football and a hell of a lot of laughs ...but mostly at everyone else's expense. ~First Place Chicklit - 2017 Blue Rose Award~ ~ Second Place for Teen Fiction - The Star Blazer Awards 2018~~ Honorable Mention for Best Plot - 2017 Royalty Awards ~…

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Vineville was a seriously strange small town to start with, even before the mystery started. Which if you don't know anything about small towns is actually pretty normal. Small-town strange is uniquely different from any other kind of strange, in the sense that it is highly localized. What passes for local legend in one place is just plain crazy somewhere else.But a small-town mystery? Well, that's different too. Because while folks in small towns simply adore their local legends? They do not like mysteries, especially murder mysteries. They like their monsters to be right out in the open, where they can keep on ignoring them.My part to play in the mystery, started out when I was still new to Vineville. So I didn't know anything about the local legend, or the unwritten rules for the monster at large. Which probably explains why I stupidly allowed myself to get sucked right into the middle of the biggest murder mystery to ever happen here in Vineville?Macabre mysteries are dark and powerful forces, that inspire both awe and fear. Mysteries of death are the catalysts that change the very fabric of society. Forever forging the character of those who delve too deep into dark mysteries of murder. Sometimes those changes are even for the better, but usually not.Which I suppose is how I became my own monster, "The Killer Kid". Thing is I never wanted to be the villain of my own story. I always saw myself more as the hero of the terrible tale. But one of the terrible truths I have since learned about murder mysteries is that they don't really care what you wanted to be when they started. Mysteries only really care about being solved, one way or another. Unfortunately for me, solving the mystery became a life-and-death struggle for my sanity and soul. So this is the sad but true story of how I became one of the villains of my own monster story. There are a million monster stories out there but this one is mine ...and I like it a little more than I should?…

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My name is Roxanne Rawlins and this is the sadly true story of my senior year at Sterling Acadamy. So while I don't normally go in for all that bullshit teen chick wisdom like My So-Called Life. But there's one thing that the main character Angela Chase said that has always resonated with me. "Hatred can become like my food...it gives you this weird energy. That you can like, live off of?"So by the time my senior year rolled around, I pretty much lived for my hate. My hate is sacred to me ...it completes me. And trust me when I say, I have my reasons. Sure as shit they might not be great reasons? But they are mine, and I kind of like them. They say that hell has no wrath like a woman once scorned? Yeah, well they haven't seen what kind of rage I can bring to the bonfire party. Because this year I am gone burn so bright, I will set the world on fire. So we had sex, love, lies, violence, and volleyball ...but not necessarily in that order.…

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You too can get a firsthand education in Galactic Tyranny!Welcome to the Ton'Tine Imperium Collegium! The gre'en jewel of the Galactic Imperium, inconveniently located on the other side of the Eagle Nebula. Get kidnapped by your own government as part of a secret treaty, smuggled off Earth and taken to another planet. Spend a lovely year in The Enclave on bloody ol Ton'tine. Where you will meet new and interesting beings, from far out worlds ... and learn to kill them. IDIK Infinite Diversity, Infinite kills. No ray guns, no frills, just good old fashioned cold steel alien bashing.So saddle up little camper, cause the fires are lit and the beerz are flowing. So get ready to go boldly where no human has gone before! Right into the Tine Collegium, onto the blood-soaked Sands. "And how did you get so lucky, one might ask? Cause you got a perfect score on your SAT'z, and your family is upwardly mobile...you lucky bastard. The future is yours...but only if you can live long enough to enjoy it. Meet Jackson 'Jax' Caine and Charm Mannix recently married teenagers. Who are getting a firsthand education in being heartless tyrants. Their closet comrades are a bunch of beer-fueled fueled psychotics. Founding their own society based on hatred, mistrust and paranoia and the almighty beer. So welcome the Vulkin' Collegium Kids! Meet new and interesting E.T'z and s'wack them in the Arean, known as the Sands. Get kidnapped, get Nited, and get down, Smile'Kill E.T'z dead. Cause for theses Sols, that's the only way home.Honing the Kill-skills to pay the butcher bills, with some beer-fueled fun times for all! And the grand prize for surviving all this carnage? They will rule Earth with an iron fist that would make Great Gengis himself gre'en with envy. Did we mention that his new wife can read his mind all the time? You know ... like right vulcan now?…

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Jackson Killian is being forced to change schools and relocate to the very nice town of Seaton. In order to attend and play football for a private school for his senior year in high school. But even though it's "an offer he can't refuse", it also comes with some major strings attached to it. Strings like moving out of his childhood home and relocating his family out of state. Trying to deal with his difficult kid sister and her ever-changing needs. But the biggest string of all is a girl named Siobhan Devlin. A girl who happens to be owed an old blood debt between their families. A debt he must now personally pay.For Siobhan Devlin, life hasn't been particularly easy, but so far she has managed to keep her head above water. Sio is an award-winning artist, who lives a quiet life with her mother in the Meadowlands subdivision of Seaton. Until one of the rich kids at her school has decided to make her life a little more miserable than before. But little does she know that her own mother is about to fix this problem the old-fashioned Irish way. She is going to call in an old marker from her dead fathers best friend and partner in crime, to send in a fixer ...The Jackal. What neither Jack or Sio couldn't possibly have predicted is that they are both players of a far-reaching and highly nefarious plan. A plan who's inception was envisioned by the biggest sociopath they both know, Jack's own Uncle Chuckie. An evil plan with many moving parts and machinations that are all designed to make sure "that they are happy". Because when a complete homicidal sociopath just wants you to be happy? Sometimes it is just a lot easier to smile and go along with the insanity, then it is fight the madness.…

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The Totally Co-Tied for Second Second Place Sunset Award Almost Winning Story!!! The Second Most Unkown Story in the Blue Rose Awards!!! The Official Winner for the First Place for in Humor The Star Blazer Awards 2018!!!So like when I woke up in the moonlight in the aftermath of almost dying, I totally knew some stupid stuff. About three things I was absolutely almost sorta certain about? First, my beloved boy-toy fling-thing was a freaking monster! Second, there was a part of his dark soul ...and I did not know how potent that part might be ...that totally lusted for me for my vestal blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in lust with him for all-time. Or at least until he killed me? For every time he kissed me down there in the princess parts, it was like losing a little piece of my soul to his darkness ...or whatever. Oh yeah ...my name is Belladonna Blackswan and I was named after a lethal poison and a slightly psychotic narcissistic bird, both of which fit my personality to a T. So I think it makes a lot of sense that what lies inside these pages is like the "loosely based on actual events version" of what might have happened? But totally told in the way that I think makes me look the bitchenest. Oh, and there is so totes a love triangle thing going on. The two total hotties/idiots that keep fighting over my virginity are: Edvardo "Eddie" Killen the weird hot stalkery foreign frosty kid at school. Who talks in an effectuated Euro accent ...like when Madonna was pretending to be English and classy? Jake Hunter, a pretty normal American Indian Werewolf kid, But who totally hates Euro-trash Edvardo. Cause he just wants to push enough of that "La Kush" to buy a Harley. Then so maybe he can finally get a hot girlfriend ...obviously me. Holla!So what's a girl from North Las Vegas supposed to do when two dudes are fighting over her hot yoga ass? Ah ...duh ...HELL-to-the-O? Obviously, make some more bad life choices!…

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I think that the title pretty much says it all. This is a random collection of some stuff that I have found over the years of that I think is cool. Like cool pictures, quotes, poems, songs, sayings ect.…

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My name is Ryder Pale, and I am an Angel of Death.I have been alive since time immemorial. I was there when Lord Lucifer's Legions were thrown from the walls of Heaven to the pits of Holy Hell. I marched with the angelic armies to gates of Hell itself. Fought to seal Satan within, with the devils and ancient demons for all time. Since the War in Hell, I have been reincarnated into more earthy bodies than I would care to recount. My eternal mission on Earth is to save as many as many souls as I can from joining Hell's Legions.Contained with these pages are the chronicles of the souls I have saved. And of all the souls that I have saved from the hellfire of damnation ...sometimes the one I regret the most is my own sister. Amythist "call me Ame", the eternal bane of my existence. A fourteen-year-old, who thinks she knows everything, and is pretty sure I don't know anything at all. So after all the lives I have lived, you'd think that I would know how to deal with a bratty know-it-all fourteen-year-old? Yeah...well...guess again. Because my sister is the Antichrist! Well, sometimes?Okay, I take that back. The Antichrist is just what I call her when she is being especially bitchtastic. (Her word for herself ...not mine.) To make matters even worse, my sinister sister may just be the last hope for humanity in the coming war against Lord Lucifer and the descending darkness. One major problem, my sister is completely clueless about her destiny. And God help humanity when she finds out just how important she is to the future. Because I already know she is going to blast that right up on all her self absorbed social media accounts. Probably, take some more selfies eating sushi while she is at it. Suffice to say ...being an ancient Angel of Death is not easy in the age of the internet. #ModernAngleicProbelms #TeenAngelofDeathSux…

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The Kidd In Black is just your average ordinary teenage super-powered minion working his way up the ranks of the Star City Crime Syndicate. One of many street-level "Vils" putting work, fighting the bad fight against the So-called Hero's from the Hall, until he can take his shot at a top spot in the Syndicate. In the aftermath of what becomes known as the "Dust Up" the entire underworld of Star City is flipped upside down and twisted around. And everyone in the Star City Crime Syndicate is fighting a battle that no one knows anything about ...most especially it's new defacto boss, the dreaded Dragon Lady. Now Kidd, in order to prove his loyalty to the new regime, has been ordered on a deadly covert mission to infiltrate ...High School. And no sooner then he immerses himself on the mission, to "Ninja the crap out" of High School do things go sideways. The lines between good and bad become blurred so badly that no one knows where they stand ...or for what anymore. Especially The Kidd, who kind of doesn't really care about any of this anyways, as long as he can "get some tacos!". And the worst thing you can ever do to someone like Kidd is make him care ...cause feelings suck ...or something? So when right becomes wrong, and wrong becomes right, something has to change. Maybe even the Kidd himself? Cause above all else, the Kidd will tell you, "that thinking things" is not exactly his strong suit, and violence does solve a lot of problems. But Kidd's motto is a simple one that has served him well, on his rise up the ranks of the Star City Crime Syndicate: "The enemy of my enemy ...is my double secret enemy!" And his special secret superpower is to always be in the right place at the wrong time and do the stupidest thing possible under the circumstances. Which oddly works out for him a lot more often than it should. Welcome to the sick-sad-stupid-sexist world of Heroworship.…

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I solemnly swear to GOD, that whatever you are thinking this story is? Trust me, it is not even close to that. What is contained inside is the almost totally true account of the time I hung out with a guy named GOD at Venice Beach, California. And all the epic insanity that followed a guy named GOD around like a biblical plague. Highest Ranking #694 in Short Story 02/22/2018#672 in Religion 05/09/2018…

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On very special episode of Maybe Grimm : To Dance with the Devil. A Slice of Death tale set in San Fall. Maybe is invited to her first school dance by her very own personal Devil. Her first thought? Flock it...why the Hell not? What do I have to loose? It will be fun, they said. You'll have a good time, they said. What could go wrong, they said? What could possibly go wrong for a girl who is blind as a bat on Halloween night? Well for starters, the Butcher of San Fall is on the loose and looking for a Virgin Sacrifice to change his luck. A shadow sister out to revenge a long over due heart burn debt. An Ogre for a father who wants to stop at nothing short of locking her up in his castle on the Hill for the rest of her life, with a deadly Spyder. A Sleestak Queen bent on chaperoning the whit out of the dance, and kids cavorting in the dark. An Irish Antichrist who hates children "begging on the streets for candy" lurking in the background to kill the fun. But what they have all forgotten about Maybe Grimm... is now has her very own pet Devil. So there is going to be Holy Hell to pay in San Fall on Halloween night* *(Insert "Muh wha ha haaaa" here)…